Fast time travel game: Hugging the waist of the male god

Chapter 595 So I Was a Flower Picker (44)

"Wanzhu, it's time to eat." Prodigal Zifei reached out to touch Xia Wanzhu's hair as before, but Xia Wanzhu dodged it lightly.

Prodigal Zifei's hands froze in mid-air, and there was a trace of pain in his eyes looking at Xia Wanzhu.

Then he put away his lonely eyes, picked up the rice on the side, took a spoonful of it and fed it to Xia Wanzhu.

"Come, have something to eat for the master's precious apprentice."

Xia Wanzhu looked at him defensively, and said softly, "Master, do you have a grudge against Mo Xuanchi?"

No matter how stupid she is, she can still see the hatred between Mo Xuanchi and Lang Zifei.

The prodigal son froze his hand holding the spoon, then smiled and said, "You little girl, what are you doing asking so many questions? Don't worry, Master won't hurt you. When Mo Xuanchi comes, Master will let him take his life." you."

"What is your relationship with him?" Xia Wanzhu asked persistently.

Looking at her pale face, Prodigal Zifei asked in a deep voice, "Do you really want to know?"

Xia Wanzhu nodded sincerely.

Prodigal Zifei showed a cynical smile in the past, and said: "After eating this bowl of rice, I will tell you as a teacher."

Xia Wanzhu had no choice but to let him finish the bowl of rice.

"So good." Lang Zifei stroked Xia Wanzhu's hair and said with a smile. It could be seen that his smile was sincere.

At this moment, Prodigal Zifei took out a handkerchief from his pocket and gently wiped off the oil stains on Xia Wanzhu's mouth after eating. His movements were gentle and patient, as if he was treating his most beloved child.

Xia Wanzhu's breathing trembled at that moment, but she wanted to know more about the grievances and resentments between Mo Xuanchi and Prodigal Zifei. If she could, she hoped so much that the two could reconcile, and the past would let them go with the wind.

"You can tell me now." Xia Wanzhu looked at the prodigal son with a pleading look.

Prodigal Zifei pinched her nose fondly, and said with a smile: "You ghost girl, okay, I will tell you as a teacher."

It turns out that the surname of Lang Zifei is not Lang, but Lang, and his given name is Lang Zifei. His father is the Right Chancellor of the imperial court, and he is on an equal footing with Mo Xuanchi's father, the Left Chancellor. One is in charge of the civil servants in the DPRK, and the other is in charge of the military attache in the DPRK.Animals at the top of the food chain like the left and right prime ministers can't tolerate sand in their eyes. This is the saying that a mountain cannot tolerate two tigers. Soon they were fighting to the death in the court.

Later, Mo Xuanchi's father died of illness, and Mo Xuanchi came to power, but his appearance changed the situation of the rivalry between the court and the court.

In just one month, Prime Minister Lang stepped down, and Mo Xuanchi wrote to the emperor to abolish the two positions of left and right prime minister, and all power was in his hands.Lang Xiang's family was also sentenced to death for collaborating with the enemy and treason.

On that day, the entire Lang family died under the executioner's knife. Only Lang Zifei survived. In order to take revenge, he lay dormant for so many years, just to cut Mo Xuanchi into pieces.

After listening to his narration, Xia Wanzhu instantly felt that everything became clear, even the first time she and Mo Xuanchi met.

"That day you took me to Yihong Courtyard not to peek at anything, but to create an opportunity for me to stay by Moxuanchi's side!"

Xia Wanzhu's bright eyes looked straight at him, as if she wanted to pierce the darkness in his heart.

"That's right!" Prodigal Zifei's eyes were blinded by hatred, he looked at Xia Wanzhu viciously, clasped Xia Wanzhu's neck with his big hands, and said with a smile: "Wanzhu, do you know that you are a very special woman?" , so a man like Mo Xuanchi wants a woman like you to conquer, so I'm not mistaken about you!"

He laughed out loud after speaking, but easily concealed the disappointment in his eyes.

(End of this chapter)