The cold wind blew slowly, and white snowflakes fell from the sky.
Standing quietly in the courtyard, wearing a snow-white mink fur, Xia Yifeng looked into the distance with an indifferent expression and watery eyes.
The handsome face exudes a soft light under the moonlight.
"Your Majesty, the Emperor seems to have woken up."
Xiao Ziluo walked to Xia Yifeng's side with a solemn expression and softly conveyed the news he had just received.
"Ha."
A sneer escaped from the corner of his mouth, and his eyes suddenly became sharp.
An evil smile appeared on his face.
Xia Yifeng nodded thoughtfully and raised his eyebrows sarcastically, "I didn't expect that boy from the Murong family to be able to cure the poison so quickly."
"Does the prince want to enter the palace?"
Seeing Xia Yifeng suddenly turn around and prepare to leave, Xiao Ziluo couldn't help but ask.
Although things went a little awry as planned, they still got to where they are today step by step.
Now that the throne was within reach, the fact that a character like Murong Zixuan appeared really surprised them.
Moreover, Murong seemed to have something wrong with his attitude toward the princess.
The prince had no intention of stopping her now, so Xiao Ziluo really couldn't figure out what he was thinking.
"What are you doing in the palace?"
Looking back at Xiao Ziluo with some confusion, Xia Yifeng raised his eyebrows and smiled.
"I just have to go out for an appointment.
How can it be easy for His Majesty the Crown Prince to meet me?"
Listening to Xia Yifeng's joking voice and watching him jump on his horse and fly away, Xiao Ziluo let out a long sigh.
Looking at the falling snowflakes in the sky, the uneasiness in his heart became clearer and clearer.
The emperor is not dead, what will the prince do next?
How can the princess, who has been trapped in the palace, escape and return to Prince Xia's mansion?
Or, the prince really has never thought about rescuing the princess.
Xia Mingyi, who had an elegant and handsome face and was dressed in blue brocade clothes, held the two beauties in his arms with a smile, with a faint look of tiredness in his eyes.
After hearing the steady footsteps outside the door, Xia Mingyi smiled slightly, let go of the woman in his arms, and looked at the man who walked into the room.
After scanning the man in front of him up and down, Xia Yifeng smiled slightly.
Fuyi sat down and said, "The prince called me here today.
I don't know why."
After waving the people in the room away, Xia Mingyi leaned lazily in his chair, looked at the serious Xia Yifeng with a gloomy look, and curled his lips sarcastically.
"It's just you and me here, there's no need to say these high-sounding polite words.
Why I came to you, you should know better than anyone else."
After drinking down the wine in his hand, looking at Xia Yifeng's calm and composed expression, Xia Mingyi really wanted to tear through his hypocritical face.
The fight between the two of them has been going on for so many years that even he himself has forgotten it.
From the harsh words exchanged when they first met, to the secret disputes later.
From the beginning of overt and covert fighting, to the end of life and death.
All in all, looking back now, Xia Mingyi didn't understand the original reason why these things happened.
Mu Yan's appearance?
Maybe her appearance is just one of the things that accelerated the deterioration of the relationship between the two.
Xia Yifeng's hatred for herself probably happened even longer ago.
"Your Majesty is a cheerful person, so I will get straight to the point."
Looking at Xia Yifeng with flickering eyes, Xia Mingyi's eyes flashed with a touch of sadness.
"I'll give you whatever you want, as long as you let her live."
"Where did the prince start talking about this?
I don't quite understand."
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The evil smile was looming at the corner of his mouth, and he sighed rather tangledly.
Xia Yifeng raised his eyebrows with interest, "What I want, prince."
The prince will give me unconditionally and will do business without profit."
"You know what I want."
His eyes slowly lost their luster.
Sitting there, Xia Mingyi lost all his previous domineering attitude.
"I only want one person back, Mu Yan.
I just want her."
I gave up the world just for one woman Although all this was in his plan, Xia Yifeng was still a little suspicious when he heard Xia Mingyi's conditions with his own ears.
"Prince, what you and I are saying now are not just a joke.
If I understand correctly, you want to say that you can give up the position of prince to me just for being an abandoned woman."
Your fingers kept jumping on the table irritably. , Xia Yifeng looked at the person opposite with a gloomy look.
"You think it's worth it" abandoned wife Xia Mingyi was startled, but he didn't expect that Xia Yifeng would use this word to describe Mu Yan's identity.
The corners of his mouth were reluctantly raised, revealing an ugly smile.
"Whether it's worth it or not, you don't have to worry about it.
In short, you should think about this matter carefully and ask someone to inform me when you have thought about it."
Not intending to continue the discussion with Xia Yifeng, Xia Mingyi stood up with some impatience and walked towards the door.
"How do you think you can let Mu Yan live by your side safely after you lose your position as Crown Prince?
You're not even sure whether you can save your own life, and you still have time to worry about the life and death of others.
The Crown Prince is really interesting. ."
Xia Yifeng nodded thoughtfully, squinting his eyes and staring playfully at Xia Mingyi's stunned figure, and the smile on his face began to deepen unconsciously.
The throne was destined to be his, and Mu Yan, how could he give it up to someone else?
From the first time he met her to now, how much thought had he put into taking the once innocent little girl into his pocket?
How could anyone else know that Xia Mingyi, Feng Xiaoling, or the one who had recently been a little nervous?
The overly arrogant Murong Zixuan.
They really thought they could take away his things from Xia Yifeng
Playing with the wine cup in his hand with a sneer, Xia Yifeng's mind suddenly returned to ten years ago after Xia Mingyi left the room, to a period in his past when life was worse than death.
Those spits that had been spat on his face, those footprints that had been kicked on his body, those servants that had forced him to kneel on the ground and beg for mercy.
He has never forgotten every moment and every memory.
The throne, the world.
Women, rights.
He wanted to snatch everything back from their hands one by one.
Just like what they once took away from themselves: