Starting with a cub, the superpower boss becomes the richest man by lying flat

Chapter 186 No matter how big the event, you are not allowed to come in and disturb us.
Madam Qi was furious. Standing trembling at the study door, she pointed at the servants, "You, you really are something..."

The study door behind her was opened, and Mo Qilan appeared in the doorway with a frown. "What's all this commotion!"

"Lord Duke." The servants bowed in unison.

"Alright, if there's nothing else, go do what you're supposed to do and stop crowding around." Mo Qilan waved the servants away, then looked at Qi Shi, "What's wrong with you? Why are you arguing with the servants?"

The accusatory tone in his voice fueled Qi's anger, but she was used to being gentle and submissive in front of Mo Qilan, so she subconsciously concealed her anger and looked at him with a wronged expression: "Master, Zichen, he..."

Mo Qilan had been pondering this matter for a long time. Although Mo Ziyuan held a deep prejudice against him, looked down on the Qi family, and never gave Mo Zichen and Mo Lanzhi a kind look, he had never caused any family discord in public over the years.

It would be a lie to say that Mo Qilan didn't know that Mo Zichen and his sister had secretly joined forces to deal with Mo Ziyuan. However, he always believed that Mo Ziyuan had taken advantage of the position of heir, and he had also promised the Qi family to promote Mo Zichen. Therefore, he understood that Zichen and Lanzhi were unhappy. Mo Ziyuan had already benefited, so being targeted wouldn't be a big deal. That's why he had always turned a blind eye.

But ever since Mo Ziyuan returned from that Willow Forest Village with the young prince, everything has taken a different turn. The most obvious sign is that all the people he, Qi Shi, or Zichen had placed in Mo Ziyuan's courtyard were driven out for various reasons, and not a single one was left.

Another point is that when facing his father together, Mo Ziyuan was still able to maintain a facade of respect, but now he vaguely felt that this facade of respect would probably be removed soon.

This feeling made Mo Qilan very uncomfortable and a little panicked. The events of the day the late emperor passed away kept popping into his mind, making him less and less patient with Qi Shi and Mo Zichen.

Especially since Mo Zichen deliberately exposed the wound and its origin to him first, and now the Qi family has come knocking on his door because of this matter, the illusion that he had always thought he had maintained well suddenly began to crack.

"What's wrong with Zichen?" Mo Qilan led Qi Shi into the study, sat down, and asked with a stern face.

"Master, Zichen... he has suffered so much! You didn't see it, the wound on his neck almost killed him. If anything were to happen to Zichen, how could I go on living, Master..." Qi Shi sat sideways on the chair, looking at Mo Qilan with tears in her eyes.

For some reason, Mo Qilan, who usually felt sorry for her and softened at the sight of her tearful appearance, found Qi Shi's crying to be so noisy and annoying for the first time.

Qi Shi had been paying close attention to Mo Qilan's expression. When she saw that he not only didn't show any heartache as usual, but his face was also a little dark, her heart skipped a beat.

But she couldn't figure out why. However, the only reason she could act so arrogantly and suppress her first wife and son was Mo Qilan. If he really hated her, not only would her good days be gone, but her two children would probably not have a good outcome either.

Especially since the late emperor actually left such a sentence, and said it in front of everyone, it basically eliminated the possibility of replacing the Duke of Dingguo's heir. She could already foresee that once Mo Qilan was gone and Mo Ziyuan took the throne, her fate would probably be nothing more than becoming a Buddhist nun.

Therefore, she absolutely could not allow the master to dislike Zichen and Lanzhi.

Thinking of this, she lowered her head and rubbed her eyes with a handkerchief, then looked up at Mo Qilan with red eyes, "Master, is something troubling you? Is there anything I can do to help?" Seeing that even though she was worried sick about her son, she was still trying to comfort him, Mo Qilan's heart swayed towards her once again. He pinched the bridge of his nose, not answering her question, but instead asking, "Is Zichen's injury very serious?"

Qi felt a huge weight lifted from her heart, and she put on an understanding expression, saying, "It's nothing. Children from noble families aren't that delicate. I was just a little flustered because I was worried. As you know, I have no one else to rely on but you, so I came to you as soon as I saw Zichen was injured." She blinked, "Did I delay you, sir?"

"What can you possibly delay!" Mo Qilan was easily swayed by this, so he stood up, walked over to Qi Shi, took her hand, and said, "Since there's nothing else going on, let's go see Zichen together!"

"Good, Zichen will be very happy to see Master go over there," Qi said excitedly.

The servants who had been assigned by Mo Zichen to keep watch at the door saw the two figures approaching together and hurriedly ran to report to him: "Young master, young master, the Duke and his wife are coming to the young master's courtyard."

Mo Ziyuan's lips curled into a smug smile, which quickly disappeared. He took a loose piece of silver from the bedside and tossed it into his arms. "I know. Tell the people outside that no matter what happens later, they are not allowed to come in and disturb Father before he leaves."

"Yes, young master, I'll go right away." The servant hurriedly accepted the order and happily went out to deliver the message.

After he left, Mo Zichen sat up against the headboard, deliberately letting his hair fall down to cover half of his face. After thinking for a moment, he took out a small medicine bottle from a hidden compartment by the headboard, poured out a pill the size of a soybean, and swallowed it. After putting the headboard back to its original state, he picked up the book beside him and pretended to read it.

"Young Master, the Duke and his wife have arrived." A servant's voice sounded outside the door, and then the door was pushed open, revealing Mo Qilan and Madam Qi in the doorway.

"Father, Mother, what brings you here?" Mo Zichen looked at the doorway in surprise.

"We've come to see you," Qi said, following Mo Qilan into the room.

Mo Zichen put down the book in his hand and made a move to get down and pay his respects to his parents.

"Alright, don't move around if you're injured." Mo Qilan quickly took two steps to stop him, then grabbed his wrist to check his pulse.

Mo Qilan didn't know anything about medicine, but he could tell the strength of a pulse. He quickly frowned, and when he saw his son's pale face, his heart sank. He turned around and ordered, "Call the family physician to examine the second young master."

"Yes." The servant behind him responded and then turned to find someone.

Madam Qi was terrified and grabbed Mo Qilan's sleeve, asking in a trembling voice, "Master, Zichen, he..."

"Zichen is alright, let the physician take a look first." Mo Qilan put down Mo Zichen's hand, personally helped him lie down, and couldn't help but say when he saw the book placed by the bed: "If you're injured, just rest well. You can read the book anytime."