Princess Shanyang is the favorite daughter of Mo Qingcang. He also liked this at the beginning and blamed Mo Liyan for borrowing Mo Qingcang to pay Mo Liyan.

But now he was involved

If the investigation is allowed to continue, I wonder if his original plan will also surface.

The more mo Rongxuan thought, the more upset he was. His eyes were gloomy, and his gentle smile disappeared, passing through the imperceptible ruthlessness.

"Why should the LORD be angry." a low and soft voice sounded beside him, which was a charm in his bones. It was like a yellow warbler singing. It sounded sweet. Just listening had made people sharp.

This is the side imperial concubine, Zhu Yan, whom Mo Rongxuan loves very much.

People are like their names,

Zhu yanmanzi.

Listening to this voice, Mo Rongxuan's irritable, sinister mood eased slightly. He held the woman's soft, boneless white fingers and sighed: "Yan'er."

"The Lord is bothered by recent events?" Zhu Yan looked up at Mo Rongxuan, smiling and charming, and whispered in a soft voice: "my heart hurts when I see the Lord frown. Now the Lord is below one person and above ten thousand people, how can I be wronged like that."

"I'm not talented. There's a way. Maybe I can relieve my worries for the prince."

Over the past two years, Zhu Yan has always been his interpreter. He knows the general, understands etiquette and is considerate.

Many times, Mo Rongxuan's troubles will be solved in Zhu Yan. Therefore, when he is unhappy, he likes to come to Zhu Yan to have a seat.

At the moment, hearing Zhu Yan's words, Mo Rongxuan moved his eyebrows, "what does Yan'er want to say?"

"Now most of the troops in the Imperial City have been sent out to fight, and I don't know when the civil war will end. The people in the capital of Chu are in turmoil, and because they sent a large army to fight, the imperial palace is particularly empty and lack of troops. If the Lord takes advantage of this time..." Zhu Yan drew a circle on Mo Rongxuan's chest with a charming smile and a hook at the end of his eyes, The voice is warm and soft, winding, as if to slip to the tip of people's heart.

She smiled and smiled until the end.

Said gently, but extremely rebellious.

When Mo Rongxuan heard that, his face also changed for a moment. His eyes were unpredictable, his happiness and anger were unspeakable. After being quiet for a long time, he calmed his eyes and looked at Zhu Yan, "Yan'er, you can't talk nonsense. Be careful to cause death."

"If you can die for the Lord, Yan'er is willing to die." Zhu Yan looked at him affectionately, her eyes twinkled in the autumn water, and she smiled softly: "Yan'er saw that the LORD was noble, but he was still controlled by others. He was unwilling and loved the Lord. He only hoped that the LORD would be better, which was Yan'er's lifelong wish.

The tone was soft and bewitching, and contained unspeakable concern and sadness, as if there were thousands of feelings, which made Mo Rongxuan tremble in his heart.

Which man doesn't want to pay so wholeheartedly and even ignore his life and look so affectionate?

"In the end, even if one side wins, the people will suffer heavy losses. Why don't you take advantage of this opportunity? It's hard won. If you miss it, you may never meet it again." Zhu Yan hugged Mo Rongxuan, blew heat in his ear and smiled low: "in this world, the Lord is the most capable person..."

Mo Rongxuan thought that what Zhu Yan said was somewhat reasonable.

Yeah,

This opportunity is hard won. Did he just miss it?

He's the one who should be in that position.

What Mo Liyan, what Mo Yilei, and the old man who dragged his sick and disabled body were all stumbling blocks on his way.

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"Mo Yelei has a strong army, but Rao is sent by the imperial court, but it is difficult to resist. Because He Bi, the military division around him, has excellent strategies, now five cities are attacking the north and coming all the way to the capital."

"As for Mo Rongxuan, there is a slight change, but he hasn't done anything big. His people have been staring at him."

"There is no action in South Korea, but Princess Changqing lost her face because of her refusal to marry a month ago. She was depressed all day and closed the door. But South Korea seems to have no intention of giving up and is still negotiating with the emperor."

Wei Pingsheng spoke to Mo Liyan in his study and clearly reported the current situation.

The three party forces are in the eye control.

Unconsciously,

Mo Liyan hasn't moved for several years. It's time to use the game and buried chess pieces quietly.

The vast white winter light fainted, and fine dust floated in the air.

His highness King Jin looked as calm as water, and his side face was angular and handsome, showing a sharp coldness.

His long eyelashes drooped slightly, and his eyes were deep and indifferent.

His voice is clear and clear without waves, and he gives directions carelessly.

"Mo Ye Lei's action is not fast enough. Send the third team of the dark camp to help him. Be careful not to expose his identity."

"Mo Rongxuan will make some moves and let people drag him."

Mo Liyan said that the wind was light and the clouds were cold and silent. He played black jade chess with his white fingertips. "People in South Korea have been staring at it all the time, and there is no need to intervene."

Wei Pingsheng nodded, "OK." he hesitated a little, "but about Princess Shanyang, it is said that adults chase the assassin to kill people. I don't know what adults plan to do?"

Ink left Yan's fingertips, but his tone was indifferent: "they won't have time to take care of this matter."

A few days ago, the picture on the snow mountain appeared in front of us, and was soon pressed down by the light cloud of Jin Wang Feng, as if nothing had happened.

It finally began.

It's like it's over again.

Far away in Liaocheng,

Blood flowed and the ground was covered with corpses.

General Yu Yuan happily cleaned up the mess, went back to the city to see Mo Yelei, smiled and arched: "Congratulations, your majesty, you have another city."

obviously,

This is the name of his majesty. Mo Yilei is very useful.

His eyebrows and eyes were much milder, but he finally settled down a little gloomy because he was depressed for a long time.

Mo Yelei took the initiative to get up, reached out his hand to hold Yu Yuan and patted Yu Yuan on the shoulder. "Thank you, General Yu Yuan, for fighting for me! When you invade the capital and ascend the throne as king, I will make you a general for the protection of the country!"

Yu Yuan always smiled: "thanks to your Majesty's love, I just give advice and plan. What else can I do for the city? Otherwise, I can't do it for a military general."

"You are all excellent. You are my right and left arm. You are indispensable." Mo Yelei said in a strict voice.

War together, flames of war.

The country of Chu was in turmoil and could not be stable. At dawn, the people were in panic and fear all day.

The abandoned Prince rebelled and sent his troops north. He was so powerful that he defeated several famous generals of the state of Chu and captured countless cities. He saw that he was about to attack the imperial city.

In such a situation, the army pressed the border, and the gloomy atmosphere shrouded every inch of land and every corner of the capital of Chu.