Soon, Mo Hanyu was invited into the imperial study room.

Before Mo Zongran could ask questions, the guy had already kneeled in front of him, hugged Mo Zongran's thigh and started crying, "Father, you want to make the decision for your son!"

Mo Zongran: "..."

Oh, he has a headache!

He had something to ask him, but before he could speak, this bastard started to hold his legs and beg him to make decisions?!

It's really outrageous!

"What's wrong with you?!"

Mo Zongran was very upset, and his eyes looked at him were full of impatientness.

But Mo Hanyu doesn't take his impatientness seriously.

From childhood to adulthood, the father's patience with him was only a little bit... Mo Hanyu had long been used to it!

He raised a fat face and said aggrievedly, "Father, Lao Qi and Wanning are not in the capital, they even want to write letters to intimidate their ministers! This is obviously bullying their ministers!"

Mo Zongran: "...How did they bully you?"

And intimidate.

With his size, he wouldn't be really scared, right?

Mo Hanyu is not even afraid of him, so what else is he afraid of?!

"They said they are in Beijun now, and they also said that there are countless delicacies in Beijun, and they have listed countless foods for me! My son was so greedy that he couldn't sleep at night and couldn't swallow..."

Mo Hanyu began to complain, "Father, they are far away in Beijun, and it is too much to bully their sons like this!"

"Father, you must make the decision for your son!"

Mo Zongran was so angry that he gritted his teeth.

This is considered a threat from somewhere and a bully from somewhere?!

"Did you provoke them again?"

Mo Zongran asked with a calm face.

He didn’t know what kind of tempers Mo Ye and Yun Wanning were!

Although these couples can indeed make people angry, if Mo Hanyu did not provoke him on his own initiative, how could they "bully" him like this?!

Mo Hanyu's fat face froze and cried, "Father, you are partial!"

"It was obvious that the son minister was bullied by them, but the father said that the son minister took the initiative to provoke him! The father was just partial! Today, the father did not make the decision for the son minister, and the son minister, the son minister stayed in the imperial study room and refused to leave!"

As he said that, his big butt sat down and directly sat on Mo Zongran's instep!

Mo Zongran couldn't help but take a breath, feeling like he was hit by a huge rock!

It's really a death-making!

"Did you become fat again, you bastard? Why are you so heavy!"

I still want to stay in the imperial study room and not leave...

Get out of here!

He will go to Yongshou Palace later!

"Get out of here!"

Mo Zongran was so angry that he kicked him with his feet.

Mo Hanyu secretly breathed a sigh of relief, stood up secretly happy, and was about to leave... Mo Zongran suddenly shouted again, "Stop! I have something to ask you!"

——The fat face drooped in an instant.

He thought he could escape the disaster by making jokes!

But I still couldn't escape!

Mo Hanyu turned around dejectedly, "What else does Father have to give?"

"You dog, did you go to Yun Mansion a few days ago?"

Mo Zongran asked in a deep voice.

Since Yun Zhensong was demoted and Ying Guo Duke's Mansion became Yun Mansion... Mo Hanyu was a little uncomfortable when he heard it!

"Father, son minister..."

"Don't lie!"

Mo Zongran slapped the table and looked at him with a calm face.

"Yes, my son has indeed been to Yun Mansion."

Mo Hanyu then told the truth.

"What are you doing?"

Mo Zongran continued to ask.

In the past two days, the old guy Yun Zhensong had three notes every day to hand in the imperial study room. Almost every remark was about King Han... Even if Mo Zongran disliked Yun Zhensong, no matter how he wanted to protect his son, he would not be able to ignore him.

Therefore, today, Su Bingshan was instructed to invite Mo Hanyu to the palace for questioning.

Who made this bastard devote all his attention to food?

As King Han, he never fulfilled his duties as a prince.

It’s okay if you don’t come to the morning court, but you don’t come to the palace to pay your respects on weekdays.

Mo Zongran has been almost half a month and hasn't seen this fat son.

Today I had to ask Su Bingshan to invite him.

"Father, my son did nothing!"

Mo Hanyu was also very innocent, "I just heard that Yun Zhensong's legs were broken, so I went to visit him! My son was kind-hearted, did he do something wrong?!"

He asked with confidence.

"You kindly go visit?"

Mo Zongran raised his eyebrows, grabbed dozens of notes of the note from the table, and threw them in front of him.

He snorted coldly, "Then look, what is written in this memorial?"

Mo Hanyu felt like a mirror in his heart, but he pretended to be confused on his face.

He leaned over and picked up the note, and slowly opened it.

——Hey! The content in this note is indeed exactly the same as he imagined!

Mo Hanyu's facial features were twisted, and his eyes showed a little disgust.

"Father!"

He closed the memorial with a "pop" and began to wink at the tears again, "Yun Zhensong is wronged by his son! His son is kind enough to visit him, why did he get more sick?!"

"All the servants of Yun's mansion can testify, but the son of the son did not touch the corner of his clothes at all!"

"How could he make him more sick?"

He argued fiercely for himself, "He is wrongly accusing his son, yes, he is a frustration!"

Mo Hanyu thought about it carefully for a while before he remembered the word "strike to the car".

Mo Zongran: "...You didn't touch him, but what did you say about him?"

He looked at Mo Hanyu squintly, "Tell me what you said Yun Zhensong again?"

Mo Hanyu choked immediately.

How could you say those words about Yun Zhensong to his father?!

Isn’t that the following is wrong and the most traitorous?!

He bit his lip and said nothing.

"snort."

Mo Zongran snorted coldly, "Don't you dare to say it?"

Mo Hanyu shrank his neck as a turtle, and he really didn't dare to say it.

"Although Yun Zhensong is not popular, he has been working diligently during this period. Now that he is ill, you still have to be so angry with him. Didn't you deliberately cause trouble for me?!"

As he spoke, Mo Zongran didn't know what he thought of.

He glanced at Mo Hanyu again, his eyes a little strange.

Mo Hanyu's body stiffened, and he felt his heart tightened, "Father, what's wrong?"

He asked cautiously.

"Tell me honestly, Yun Zhensong's legs are ruined. Did you do it?"
To be continued...