Chapter 105: Chapter 105

“Didn’t Eldest Prince know it a long time ago? I always have the same opinion as Eighth brother. Since Eighth brother has said so, then I have nothing to add. Now will Eldest brother relax his mind?”

“Ha ha, Eighth brother and Fourteenth brother know my heart best.” Mo Yihuai smiled brightly.

“Brother, there are still people waiting for you over there. Why don’t you go and have a look. You don’t want them to say you slighted them. At any rate, we are brothers and can get together anytime we want.” Mo Jingxuan pointed to the ministers not far away and motioned for him to go there.

“Okay, I won’t accompany you anymore.” Mo Yihuai glanced at Mo Liancheng, glanced at Qu Tan’er, turned around directly, and walked to the crowd.

Seeing Mo Yihuai leaving, Mo Jingxuan immediately asked Mo Liancheng, “Eighth brother, will you really promise to help him ascend the throne?”

“Benwang only said that it’s up to fate.”

“Eighth brother, what do you mean?” Mo Jingxuan still didn’t understand.

“You will understand.” Mo Liancheng smiled faintly and glanced at another person coming towards him, and the curve of his mouth became more indifferent.

“Sister-in-law, do you understand?”

“I don’t know either.” Qu Tan’er just smiled and didn’t say much, but she guessed more or less about the dumb riddle played by Mo Liancheng.

She was sure that Mo Liancheng would never let Mo Yihuai sit on the throne.

Fate?

What does fate mean? Some people can even violate their fate. What can’t be resisted?

She raised her eyes to look up at Mo Liancheng, but another man stepped in front of her line of sight. There was no need to even guess, this man was clearly also a prince... Just blame the fact that the royal family with surname Mo were all the best looking, with a bit of a resemblance between them.

“Eighth brother, Fourteenth brother, I trust you have been safe since we last met.” The Second Prince Mo Jiyan came over. His eyes glanced over Mo Liancheng and landed on Qu Tan’er.

“Second brother.”

Mo Liancheng and Mo Jingxuan said at the same time.

“What, we haven’t seen each other for a few days, and now you have become estranged with Benwang?” Mo Jiyan raised his eyebrows and smiled, but he couldn’t help exuding a cold aura all over his body, which made it difficult for people to approach him.

“Second brother is overconcerned.” Mo Liancheng was still taciturn. When others asked, he answered. If he wasn’t asked, he was too lazy to open his mouth. Even if he opened his mouth, he would not say too much.

“Eighth brother, you should go into the palace more often to walk around. Don’t stay in your mansion all the time without coming out, just painting or playing the Qin. It’s useless for you to do those things. You’d better do something practical.” Mo Jiyan seemed to agree with Mo Liancheng’s usual idleness, but his tone was more full of probing implication and less full of concern.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

“Benwang has always been like this. Besides painting and playing the Qin, there really are no other past times.”

“Eighth brother, this is your fault. If our royal father wants to abdicate, we brothers must think carefully about who can sit on the throne. Maybe the Eighth Prince is lucky enough to really become the Crown Prince and finally ascend to the title of Emperor. Moreover, the Eighth Prince has always been favored by imperial grandmother the most, and our royal father also values you very much. No one can say for sure about this kind of thing.”

“Second brother is joking. Everyone has their own fate. I will never force what should not be forced.”