"Your Majesty, what's the matter?"

Wen Wenyan was pulled to Donghua Pavilion by Wen Wenlan. Looking at Wen Wenlan's serious eyes, Wen Wenyan felt nervous. Nothing would happen.

"Sit." Wen Wenlan pointed to the soft couch opposite her and took her seat calmly.

Wen Wenqing was on the soft couch little by little, and her heart was hanging on her back and she was feeling like she was sitting on pins and needles. The emperor would not look for her on weekdays, so it would be a big deal to find her.

"Your Majesty, you are so anxious to urge me to enter the palace. What's going on?" Wen Wenyan leaned forward with a cautious look on his face.

Wen Wenlan was about to speak, but when she remembered Buyu standing beside her, she suddenly felt something was wrong, so she sent Buyu out. When Buyu closed the door of Donghua Pavilion, only she and Wen Wenyan were left, Wen Wenlan spoke slowly.

"I want to ask you, how did Zhou Mohuai enter the Youth Mandarin?"

This question made Wen Wen stump. She only cares about which beautiful actor came from the Youth Yuanyuan, but she has never paid attention to where this actor came from.

"Your Majesty, is there something wrong with Zhou Mohuai?"

To this day, Wen Wenqing still clearly remembers the scene of taking Zhou Mohuai back to the palace. The emperor's strange eyes made her creepy. When she asked this again today, she was really at a loss.

"No, it's just that when I sent someone to check Zhou Mohuai's household registration, I found that he was a missing person."

Wen Wenlan leaned back, tapping his index finger on the table next to his hand, and as his heartbeats fell, increasing the burden on the person he encountered.

Wen Wenyan wiped the cold sweat and came over with a look of grace, "The emperor means, are there any problems with the youth?"

Wen Wenlan refused to comment on this. She was not sure if someone abducted Zhou Mohuai and sent him to Fanghua Yuan, or if Fanghua Yuan directly abducted Zhou Mohuai.

She sent someone to investigate the matter. The first time she said she found Zhou Mohuai's household registration in She County and was reported missing. When she followed this clue and found that Zhou Mohuai's household registration was not in She County at all, but was temporarily hanged at She Wanfu's home, but it was true that she had been reported missing.

She also investigated She Wanfu's family, who was the richest man in the local area. She has been doing business for generations, and Zhou Mohuai has been in their family for many years until one day suddenly disappeared.

"Sister, you know I am reluctant to kill Zhou Mohuai." Wen Wenlan lowered his eyes, and there was a sadness in the flow of his eyes. His expression was real, as if the love was deep, and it was difficult to give up but he had no choice. "If you can know his identity, no matter whether it is an enemy or a friend, I can give him a way out, but in this situation, I..."

"Emperor." Wen Wenqing lowered his voice, "I can guarantee that Zhou Mohuai is just a gift to the emperor for me, and he has no other use."

Wen Wenlan supported his head and nodded slightly to show that he knew.

"I'm tired, you go back first."

Wen Wenqing left for a while before coming in without saying a word.

"I'm optimistic about the eldest princess these days, and call Zhou Mohuai back, and the plan goes as usual."

Wen Wenlan returned to his former coldness, and was still majestic, as if the sadness just now was just an illusion.

Zhou Mohuai left Jinluan Hall and was called soon after walking two ways with Chongjia.

"Your Highness Mingzhao, Your Majesty invites you back." Buyu owed his body and said respectfully.

Although Zhou Mohuai was surprised that he was called back shortly after he came out, he just thought that the emperor was unpredictable and said nothing.

When Zhou Mohuai returned to Xiaolu Pavilion, Wen Wenlan still leaned on the soft couch to read the memorials. It seemed that no one had come just now. His eyes turned, and the plate of Miluo scroll was still there.

"Come here and sit." Wen Wenlan stood up and patted behind him. Seeing Zhou Mohuai kept looking at Miluojuan, the corners of his mouth were not raised, he stabbed one and sent it to his mouth.

Zhou Mohuai looked at Wen Wenlan, glanced at Miluojuan, bit it down, and before he could chew a few bites, he said bluntly, "It doesn't taste enough."

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