Chapter 431 He is our king
Consort Zhao was startled by Pei Yanchuan's icy voice.
He stammered, "He is our king."
As soon as he finished speaking, Mo Qing and Mo Ran looked at Pei Yanchuan and then at Consort Zhao in shock.
"Really, I didn't lie. Do I still need to lie now?"
"If you can find out that I am a spy for Nanli, you should be able to find out what our Nanli king looks like."
Pei Yanchuan narrowed his eyes, "Nanli...King...Yan Changfeng."
"Your Highness, what should we do now?" Mo Qing asked.
He simply couldn't believe that the ruler of Nanli would willingly serve as a servant sweeping the courtyard in the royal palace, and would always be bullied by him and Mo Ran.
"What is his purpose? Is it the princess... or the prince?"
Pei Yanchuan stood up. "Go back to the manor and pack your things. I'm going to pay a proper visit to the King of Nanli."
Mo Qing reached for a small bottle on the tray, opened it, and downed it in one gulp. He then drank two more bottles before wiping his mouth and following behind.
Consort Zhao looked at Mo Qing in horror.
"This is fake, it's all water," Mo Ran 'kindly' reminded him. "It's all just to scare people."
Consort Zhao stood there stunned. She had clearly felt a burning sensation in her abdomen just now, so why was it water?
Could it be because I'm too scared, or it's a psychological issue?
Consort Zhao glared angrily at the people who had already left, then turned and went back to the palace. Since things had come to this point, she naturally couldn't stay here any longer; it was better to go back as soon as possible.
Pei Yanchuan and the others had just left the main hall.
Peony trotted over, and Mo Qing handed her a handkerchief with a pained expression.
Peony took the handkerchief and held it in her hand. "Your Highness, the Empress has given birth. It's a prince."
Mo Qing then took out a handkerchief from his other sleeve and wiped the peony's skin.
Pei Yanchuan turned and headed toward Emperor Xiao Yu's Hall of Mental Cultivation, saying, "Go and summon Prince Jin to the palace."
"yes!"
After responding, Mo Qing didn't leave immediately. Instead, he looked at Shaoyao with a pained expression and said, "In the future, we can just send someone to report back on this kind of thing."
"Look how much you've done to yourself."
"His face is covered in sweat."
"I understand. I have other things to do, so I'll head back to Changchun Palace first," Peony said, turning and running away.
Mo Qing turned around with a smug smile, "Although the princess's whereabouts are currently unknown, and I shouldn't be so happy, I really feel..."
"My good brother, do you know that?"
“She promised me, she promised me. I believe the princess is lucky and will be alright. Once the princess is found, I plan to have the prince and princess arrange a marriage for us.”
"I want to marry Peony."
"I'm telling you, Mo Ran, we've been by the Prince's side since we were little, so you should hurry up and tell Hai Tang how you feel."
"By then, our children will already be old enough to run errands, while your children won't even be born yet."
Mo Ran glanced indifferently at the smug Mo Qing, "You and Shaoyao have a child?"
"What nonsense are you talking about?" Mo Qing punched Mo Ran. "These things must be done step by step, like getting married and having children."
"We're not married yet, how can we have children?"
"Oh, then it's alright," Mo Ran said. "My child will definitely be able to run errands before yours."
Mo Ran turned and left after saying that.
Mo Qing scratched his head blankly, "Didn't you say something?"
"What did you just say? I don't understand. Mo Ran, Mo Ran, stop right there. Explain yourself clearly."
What did you mean by what you just said...?
"Literally, you should first pray to God that the Princess is alright," Mo Ran said, walking faster as she went.
If anything happens to the princess, none of them will feel good.
He knew that Mo Qing had deliberately tried to lighten the mood earlier, not wanting everyone to look too sad, but now, no one was in the mood.
The Prince of Jin was soon summoned to the palace.
Hearing what Pei Yanchuan had told him, he slumped into the armchair with a look of utter dejection. "He's not my good brother. What kind of fate is this?"
"Unable to be the emperor, yet still having the worries of one."
"I don't want to be like Chen Jie. I just want to be a carefree prince and don't want to do anything else. My dear brother, can you please leave your little brother alone?"
"You are clearly the regent, so why are you always going out?"
Seeing that Pei Yanchuan's expression was not good, Prince Jin asked cautiously, "Has something happened?"
Mo Qing whispered the story to Prince Jin, then asked, "Didn't Mo Ran tell you on his way here?"
Prince Jin: "He did say it, but I didn't really listen."
Looking at his master's ugly expression, Mo Qing cursed the Prince of Jin inwardly, "Serves him right!"
This time they really walked right into the line of fire. Prince Jin cautiously said to Pei Yanchuan, "Sister-in-law is very lucky and will definitely be alright."
“Since you are busy, then go ahead and do your work. I will take care of things here. You don’t need to worry about anything. You can rest assured.”
Pei Yanchuan said coldly, "His Majesty's days are numbered, probably only a few days away. Make good preparations for the Crown Prince's ascension to the throne."
"A new emperor must host a banquet for all the countries upon his ascension to the throne."
"We will invite the King of Nanli and the Empress of Xixia to come together."
"No, our new emperor is ascending the throne, and we're already inviting other people's emperors to come and offer congratulations? Brother, isn't that a bit too much..."
"What my brother means is, what if they don't come?"
"Of course, the Empress of Western Xia will definitely come, but what about the ruler of Southern Li..."
"The King of Nanli has won so many battles recently, and he is in a time of arrogance. Why would he send his esteemed guest in person?"
The Prince of Jin thought his elder brother must have gone mad, otherwise why would he say such a thing?
“If they don’t come, attack them until they submit,” Pei Yanchuan said coldly.
"It's over, he's really gone mad." Prince Jin slumped into his chair.
"Enough, enough," the Prince of Jin suddenly said. "Go crazy if you want to, as long as you're willing."
“I will serve you faithfully these next few days, brother,” the Prince of Jin said sincerely. “But I have a question for you. What are you going to do?”
Pei Yanchuan did not answer, but got up and left the palace.
Prince Jin wanted to chase after him, but Mo Ran stopped him. "Your Highness, please forgive me. My master has given instructions that Your Highness can only stay in the palace and cannot leave until he returns."
"If you miss Princess Jin, you can bring her into the palace with you."
"This...this...is this imprisonment?" The Prince of Jin looked pained. "Is he still my brother?"
“Prince Jin, the Princess Consort is currently missing, and Your Highness is very uneasy. It would be best if you listened to me.”
Upon hearing this, the Prince of Jin turned around dejectedly and walked to the Regent's seat to sit down.
A wicked thought took root in my mind...
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