Chapter 130: Quarrel (2)
Duanmu Lei did not continue speaking because he seemed to feel that the temperature in the hall suddenly became very cold.
"You use a brothel girl to test the prince?" Mu Zihan finally spoke, his tone very cold.
Duanmu Lei's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly said, "This is also to make those old ministers give up on the prince. She is so incompetent, obsessed with women, and lingers in brothels. I believe many people are disappointed in her."
Mu Zihan listened with a heavy look in his eyes. He was disappointed. Yes, he was very disappointed...
"The prince is still young."
"It is precisely because she is young that it is easy to control her." Duanmu Lei thought what he said was correct.
However, Mu Zihan suddenly snorted coldly, which scared him so much that he broke out in cold sweats. Did he say something wrong?
Originally he was somewhat happy and wanted to take credit from the Regent . However, the Regent did not seem as happy as he had imagined. Duanmu Lei was unable to guess what the mysterious Regent was thinking.
Duanmu Lei had known the intimidation of the Regent since he was a child, so at this moment he didn't dare to speak.
After waiting anxiously for a long time, Mu Zihan asked in an ambiguous tone , "How is that woman?"
Duanmu Lei was a little unsure for a moment. What did the Regent mean by this?
However, he certainly wasn't stupid enough to think that the Regent really wanted to ask what kind of woman Concubine Shi was. She was just a brothel girl, not to mention the prince's woman. How could she possibly catch the Regent's eye?
He thought he had finally figured out the regent's intentions this time, so he said mysteriously: "Don't worry, Your Majesty, that woman is mine. I'll keep her by the prince's side as a spy. Hehe, this is the only way to be foolproof."
He lowered his head and couldn't see the gloomy expression on Mu Zihan's face, and he felt very proud in his heart.
Hehe, by doing this, he has completely turned the prince into a waste, and the Regent will definitely be happy!
Others thought he was really good to Mu Qingning.
You’re dreaming!
That brat caused him to be tortured by King An for so long, how could he let her go?
Qin Feng walked in and said, "My Lord, the prince is here."
Duanmu Lei laughed secretly, it seemed that Mu Qingning was bound to suffer.
Although he wanted to watch the show, Mu Zihan had already waved his hand to him, and Qin Feng said, "Young Marquis, please go back."
Duanmu Lei naturally didn't dare to stay. When he turned around to walk out, he saw Wei Ning coming in and immediately winked at her, as if they had a very close relationship.
"Remember to come to my house in the evening. I have something good for you."
"Okay." Wei Ning nodded, looking very expectant.
Duanmu Lei cursed inwardly, "You idiot!" Then he left happily.
The brief exchange between the two was all captured by Mu Zihan's eyes. His expression was already cold, and now it looked even more gloomy.
Qin Feng couldn't help but shudder, secretly sympathizing with Wei Ning.
Prince, oh prince, I hope you can be more sensible and not anger the regent.
The prince is not in a good mood!
"Uncle, does the emperor want to talk to me about something?" Wei Ning stood in front of Mu Zihan, with his head held high and his chest puffed out, his snow-white chin raised, looking as brave and stubborn as a newborn calf that is not afraid of a tiger.
Qin Feng secretly said that it was bad...
Wei Ning was wearing a new green robe. She had a slender figure with a dark belt tied around her thin waist. Her back was straight, her lips were slightly pursed, and her face did not look particularly good, like a young bamboo that had just emerged and had experienced a storm.
