After Xu Lingyang died, Murong Xun was still in the prison for a long time before he went out.

In the cells along the way, the families of treacherous officials were held. Those who should have been beheaded have been beheaded, and these people have been sentenced to exile.

"Emperor, I don't know anything. I'm wronged."

"Emperor, I am not rebellious. Please let me out."

"Let us out."

Murong Xun walked through several cells. All the people in the cell cried and begged. Maybe they didn't know anything. Maybe they had helped to give advice. However, these are not important. Many things are never one person's business.

Suddenly, Murong Xun stopped.

In front of the corner of a woman, in a group of crying and crying women, appears particularly quiet.

Fu Ruoshi's clothes are messy, and his face and neck are full of scratches, as if he had been beaten violently.

This is also very easy to understand. These women are all from the third prince's house. They were protected by the third prince before. They did not dare to provoke Fu Ruoshi. But now the third prince has made them all go to prison. Naturally, such resentment is sent to Fu Ruoshi, who is favored by the third prince.

Fu Ruoshi did not resist from the beginning to the end, but shrank in the corner, trying to protect his stomach.

Murong Xun frowned and looked at Fu Ruoshi. He only felt that she was a little familiar. For a long time, he remembered who she was.

Fu Ruoshi finally saw Murong Xun. She looked at him stupidly. His whole body was shining like a God. She always knew that he was good-looking. Now his bearing and his present situation are obviously different from each other.

Looking at the bright yellow dragon robe on his body, Fu Ruoshi instantly regained his consciousness and subconsciously hugged his stomach and turned to the corner.

Murong Xun's deep eyes flashed. He didn't stay for long before he got out of the prison.

Not long after Murong Xun left, Fu Ruoshi was released.

She stood outside the prison, the glare of the sun made her feel like a dream.

He let her go, but why?

Is it because of guilt?

Can he?

Fu Ruoshi raised his eyes, squinted at the sun in the sky, and suddenly laughed with ease.

Anyway, the past is over. She's free and has a new family. That's enough.

Fu Ruoshi did not go back to the third prince's house, nor to Fu's home. Instead, he left the Imperial City alone and went far away.

……

Huaiyi border.

Since qingluan joined the war, the situation, which was about to be clear, fell into chaos in an instant.

Guan Chao looked at the soldiers fighting below with a bloody face. "General snow, there is not much food and grass in the city. We can't hold on for long."

Now chilie and qingluan join forces, and their forces are twice as large as theirs. I'm afraid that huaiyicheng will not be able to defend for long.

Xueqing inkstone looks at qingluan's general in front of her without any expression. A young woman whose face is somewhat similar to Nangong Ying should be her sister.

Xue Qingyan is worried about Huaiyi and Nangong Ying.

At the same time, at the border of Beiyang, the soldiers of Shengtian and Zixiao are also in a bitter battle. Fortunately, the soldiers of lanhuan are basically too hungry to move. Otherwise, Beiyang may not be able to defend.

However, facing the hungry blue magic soldiers, qingluan did not have the slightest intention to lend a helping hand. On the contrary, Murong Ling secretly gave food to Zuo Yutao and Puyang Bingwei, as well as Bai Ruoyu. In the end, it was some blood relationship that Murong Ling couldn't bear to see her starve to death.

In the face of Murong Ling's kindness, Zuo Yutao and Puyang Bingwei are not polite, but Bai Ruoyu seems to be embarrassed, but in the end still did not brush his good intentions.

On the wall, Murong Jinhong looked anxiously at the bottom, "fortunately, each of them has his own plot, otherwise we will be miserable."

Mo Beichen face expressionless looking at the battle below, in the heart a piece of awe.

Now the situation is getting worse and worse. If there is no way, I am afraid not only Zixiao, but also the holy heaven will be brought down.

Mo Beichen eyes deep to see the direction of the snow, firm heart for the first time no direction.

……

At this time, in the Moxue hall, situ Yi was watching the ministers arguing.

As for the matter of not sending troops to help Mo Beichen, the court was divided into two groups, one led by Beixiao and the other by nanzhong.

"Lord Mo has made great contributions to Mo Xue's expedition to the north and south. Now that he is in danger, how can we not send troops to help us?" North Xiao a seat affectionate sincere words, instantly attracted the resonance of the officials.

"Yes, yes, Lord Mo is in trouble. We have to help."

"Lord Mo, he is the Lord of Mo Xue. If they dare to move him, it is absolutely impossible."

"Lord Mo must be saved."

Nan Zhong narrowed his eyes and listened to the people's comments. He immediately gave a sneer and stood up and said, "don't forget the general of Peking University. Lord Mo has already taken over to zixiaobai's house. Where can we still be regarded as the ink snowman?"

On hearing this, the officials who supported nanzhong immediately got excited."That is, the Lord Mo recruited Zixiao, even if he Zixiao's people, we Mo Xue how to send troops to rescue."

The northern Xiao's eyes were cold and he snorted: "the general of the south is really forgetful. The emperor has just made Lord mo the king shoulder to shoulder. The Lord Mo has the same power as the emperor. Should we not help him? The general of the South still thinks that the emperor is in trouble and we should not send troops."

When a big hat was buttoned down, Nan Zhong's face suddenly became impatient. "What are you talking about? When can I say that? And how can the Lord Mo compare with the emperor?"

This North Xiao is simply unreasonable. It is clear that he is talking about Mo Beichen, but he is going to drag it on the emperor.

"Enough, shut up." Hearing nanzhong slander Mo Beichen, situ Yi finally can't help but get angry.

"The minister should die." Nan Zhong's body trembled and immediately knelt on the ground.

Situ Yi, looking at nanzhong with a black face, said angrily, "I said that the power of Mo Bei Chen is the same with me. Why, do you all want to resist the imperial edict?"

Are these people turning a deaf ear to his edict? Chen elder brother this has not gone for a few days, these people all act according to the wind, become so, like them such person, he can expect them to do something for him in the future?

"I dare not." All the ministers knelt down.

South Zhong is a cold sweat to want to explain, "minister is not this meaning, minister just feel Mo Wang Ye no matter how is also just the Lord, Mo snow should not be for him a person to commit danger."

Situ Yi raised his eyebrows in displeasure, "why, do you think that we will let Mo Xue make danger if we send troops to Beiyang?"

The cold sweat on Nan Zhong's forehead immediately hung down again, "I don't mean that It's just that the ancestors ordered Mo Xue not to participate in the war without any reason. "

Situ Yiwei squinted and said, "when did I say I'm going to fight for no reason."

Hearing that situ Yi didn't join the war, Bei Xiao frowned suddenly, and his heart became anxious.

Nanzhong is very happy. It's great. The emperor is not willful this time.

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