Chu Yunyao pursed her lips, and pointed at the embroidery work: "I want to quickly prepare the purse and give it to you. I just haven't slept all night. I'll recover after I sleep."

Mo Lingyuan led her to the bed: "Why be in a hurry, my husband has no shortage of purses, you should take a break, my husband originally thought you would take time to go to the military camp, but I never waited for you. I'm thinking about it, so I'll come back to see you."

According to Chu Yunyao's disposition, since she knew about the gunpowder wounding, she would not have any reason to sit idly by, why didn't she even go and take a look?

Although Lingyun Sect has transferred a group of doctors, it is indeed not Chu Yunyao's usual style to ignore them.

He thought she was sick or something, and when she got better, he ran back specially, but he didn't expect that she had been embroidering his purse day and night for the past two days...

Chu Yunyao quickly changed the medicine for the wound on his chest and rewrapped it.

The two snuggled up on the bed, half-closed their eyes, and chatted leisurely, each with a lot of preoccupations.

Mo Lingyuan curled her hair on the pillow with her fingertips: "The number of Mohist soldiers injured by gunpowder is increasing day by day, and we can't continue to sit and wait for death. This commander plans to wait for the wound to heal before going to talk to Feng. Negotiations with 100% discount, delaying time, and temporarily relieving the sacrifice of innocent people..."

Chu Yunyao murmured and asked, "Are you going in person?"

"Of course." Mo Lingyuan frowned: "If it was in the past, Jinyu was still alive, he could have come forward instead of my commander to make peace with the Feng family, and adopted delaying tactics to buy some time for those common people.

Feng Baizhe is already very suspicious and thinks he is still the Ninth Five-Year Supreme. If I hadn't met him personally, he wouldn't have come forward in person. "

"how do you want to do it?"

"Catch the thief first and capture the king first. He spares his life, so let's bet his life on letting the innocent people in the city go."

"Since you have said that Feng Baizhe cherishes his life, if he refuses to see you, or asks someone else to see you instead, how are you going to get out?" Chu Yunyao pinched his eyebrows, "I I know you don't want to sacrifice innocent people, but if you do, it would be too risky, Ling Yuan, I have a solution."

Mo Lingyuan opened his eyes, staring at the solemn expression between her brows and eyes, without saying a word.

She has a way, could it be to go to Yun Che?

Chu Yunyao leaned her little head on his shoulder: "Ling Yuan, the matter is very important, the north can live without anyone but you, once something happens to you, the whole north will be in chaos.

At that time, the Dongyang people and the Si family will make a comeback. In order to regain the former dominance, it is impossible for the Gong family to fight against foreign enemies desperately.

In Nanfang, only the Feng family is left to fight to the death with the Dongyang people.

Without you guarding the north, the Feng family is under the enemy's back and forth, and it is even more difficult to win.

I know your determination to protect those common people, and I also know that whenever you confront Feng Baizhe, with your strategy and means, the probability of capturing Feng Baizhe is very high.

But even if you're ninety-nine percent sure, you're still one percent uncertain.

I don't want you to bet your life on the slightest uncertainty.

Ling Yuan, trust me, leave this matter to me, and let me figure out a solution, okay? "

Mo Lingyuan's voice rang out from the top of her hair, low and deep: "You want to beg Yun Che?"

Hearing this long-lost familiar yet unfamiliar name, Chu Yunyao was stunned for a moment, and was about to answer when Mo Lingyuan's handsome face rushed towards her...