"kindness?"
Mrs. Mo did not hear the answer and opened her cloudy and yellow eyes.
"Miss, she knows she was wrong..." right?
Why not ask the eldest lady?
She is not a worm in the young lady's stomach.
After hearing the answer that satisfied her, Madam Mo closed her eyes again.
"Then, lift her house arrest."
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When the gate was opened, Xixiang was digging in the yard.
The maidservant beside Madam Mo walked in and smiled at Xi Xiang.
"Madam has released the eldest lady from her confinement."
"Thank you, sister, for coming to tell me this. However, the eldest lady is sleeping now, so..."
You don't have to go in and report this.
"Then I won't disturb the young lady's rest." The head maid was naturally smart and immediately understood the meaning of the words.
Xixiang sent the people away and breathed a sigh of relief.
The eldest lady has been out since morning.
According to past practice, people would probably return at nightfall.
I remembered that the eldest lady had asked me if there were any rumors in the house.
Xixiang threw away the small shovel in her hand, brushed off the dirt on her body, and ran out of the yard.
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night.
When Mo Qin was about to climb over the wall, he found that the courtyard gate was open.
Decisively give up climbing over the wall.
As soon as I entered the yard, I saw Xi Xiang sitting on a stone bench, holding her chin, looking very bored.
"Miss! You're back."
Seeing Mo Qin with her hair tied up high and dressed in gray, she was able to accept it well.
"Madam has already released us from our confinement."
"I went out to chat today, and they said that the emperor has granted a marriage between the second young lady and the sixth prince."
After thinking about it, Xixiang felt that the young lady must have known these things a long time ago.
She said something else that the young lady didn't know.
"Miss, I have already planted mosquito repellent grass in the yard."
Mo Qin went into the inner room, unbuttoned her coat with one hand, and took it off.
He raised his hand and patted the little girl's head.
“Well done.”
The little girl smiled even brighter after receiving the praise.
Thinking that the emperor had granted her permission for the marriage, Madam Mo was so happy that she lifted her house arrest.
These days, Mo Qin has been busy collecting evidence of the crimes of the Sixth Prince's followers. There are really not many people who have not done anything bad.
For this matter, she gets up early and goes to bed late every day.
The collected things were given to the prince's people anonymously. As a girl in the boudoir, she had no power and could only rely on others.
In just half a month, four or five people have suffered.
It's no big deal, just a demotion.
Although it cannot cause any devastating blow to Zhao Ziyan, it is more than enough to cause some minor trouble.
"It's really strange, why did the Sixth Prince wait so long to ask for permission to marry?"
Xixiang poured Moqin a cup of warm tea and muttered to herself.
Why else?
Of course, this is not an easy request.
It is not difficult to get the emperor to agree to let him marry Mo Simiao.
But Zhao Ziyan wanted Prime Minister Mo to understand how much he valued Mo Simiao.
Of course, an ordinary engagement is not possible. The emperor must personally issue an order to grant the marriage.
Both of them married the legitimate daughters of the Mo family.
Wang Gu Shaoxuan, a man from a different family, both had marriages arranged by the emperor, so how could his own son not have one?
Doesn't this clearly tell everyone that he is not valued by the emperor?
It was not until a few days ago that he made a small contribution and the imperial edict was naturally issued.
However, Prime Minister Mo has been mocked and ridiculed by his colleagues overtly and covertly over the past few days.
He was filled with rage.
It's not for the Sixth Prince, but for the current emperor.
As early as the second day after Mo Simiao fell into the water, Zhao Ziyan expressed his determination to Prime Minister Mo.
He saw all the efforts Zhao Ziyan made for his daughter.
Prime Minister Mo's cunning heart had long since quietly slipped towards Zhao Ziyan.
Who could refuse to let his daughter become the queen?
Who could refuse to let his grandson become the emperor?
Anyway, he can't.
He has already started dreaming.
As soon as the imperial decree of marriage was issued, he became even busier.
To win over people for the Sixth Prince.
Help the Sixth Prince win the supreme position.
After all this action, a lot of gold, silver, concubines and concubines were given away, but few people were won over.
The current Holy Mountain Dragon is in good health and has already appointed a crown prince.
The Crown Prince is the Queen's legitimate son, his mother's family is powerful, and he is a talented young man with the ability to govern the country. How could it be your turn, the Sixth Prince?
Therefore, he encountered obstacles everywhere.
Prime Minister Mo spat out a mouthful of blood.
After working hard for a long time, the gains are not proportional to the efforts.
On the other hand, Zhao Ziyan was not having a good time either.
The people under his command got into trouble one after another.
He had reason to suspect that he was being targeted.
But he had no evidence.
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"Shaoxuan, who do you think is behind this? What's their purpose?"
Zhao Ziyi held the fish food in his hand and sprinkled it into the pond.
The red and golden koi fish swarmed over to grab the food.
"Purpose? Maybe you dislike Zhao Ziyan?"
Gu Shaoxuan's gaze fell on the pond water, as if he was looking at the fish, or as if he was just staring blankly, taking nothing in.
"Do you believe this? This reason."
A small plate of fish food was poured directly into the lake. Zhao Ziyi handed the empty plate to the servant beside him and turned to look at Gu Shaoxuan.
"I believe it."
“…”
Why has this guy become so abnormal since he fell in love with someone?
Can you believe such an unreliable reason?
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