Chapter 1457

Chu Yunyao's prediction was right. A few days later, the Gong family started a war because of Gong Su's disappearance. With the support of the Easterners and Westerners, they turned their guns on the Mohist army.

Mo Lingyuan became busier and less and less time to go back home.

Occasionally, when I came home exhausted, I looked at Siyu and Chu Yunyao, and when the sky was getting bright again, I hurried to the front line again.

The situation is grim, the palace family has strong support, and the Mohist army can barely compete with it.

This battle, Mo Lingyuan fought unprecedented hardships.

As usual, Chu Yunyao was sitting under the lamp and drawing sketches. Bao'er brought a bowl of dumplings over and put them in front of Chu Yunyao, persuading her, "Miss, it's very late at night, maybe the master won't be back tonight , You should rest early.

These days, you are at the gunpowder factory during the day, and you have to draw pictures all night when you come back at night. If you continue like this, your body will wear down sooner or later. "

Chu Yunyao put down the charcoal pencil, rubbed her red eyes, and looked up at Bao'er: "Ling Yuan doesn't want me to go to the front to help, probably because he doesn't want me to see the tragic situation of the war.

According to Yun San, all the medicines produced by the pharmaceutical factory have been shipped to the front line. Although the pharmaceutical factory has added several more equipment to work day and night, the wound medicines are barely enough.

No need to think about it, I know how difficult this battle was, with countless casualties.

I can't help much, I can only guard the rear for him, maintain the stability and tranquility of Jincheng, maintain the peace in the city, produce more medicines, develop more powerful gunpowder, and help him. "

Bao'er wanted to persuade her again, but when she heard Chu Yunyao's words, she sighed: "Miss, I don't know how long this battle will last, and you can't go on like this forever."

"I know, I know my body." Chu Yunyao held the bowl, and swallowed a mouthful of dumplings, "Yebai and Lingyunmen cleaned up the secret work in the city together, grabbed a lot of rice husk flowers and mixed them with the goods and sent them to Jincheng people.

Now this kind of harmful thing seems to be destroyed, and those people have also been thrown into the dungeon, but I have always been uneasy in my heart, fearing that these secret agents who are ready to make trouble are just insignificant people, and maybe the real powerful agents Right under Ling Yuan's nose, there was no movement for the time being. "

The Gong family is no better than Feng's and Si's, and Gong Jue is no better than Feng Baizhe and Si Shouzhe.

A person who has emerged at a young age and climbed to the pinnacle of power in middle age, the older he gets, the more sophisticated he is, and he must not be underestimated.

This kind of person has always been far-sighted, who knows what kind of mine he has planted in Mo Zhongtian's Mohist army from the very beginning.

Seeing that Chu Yunyao was worried, Bao'er persuaded: "The one who should come will always come, there is nothing you can do if you are in a hurry, miss, after supper, you should go to rest quickly, and I will wake you up on time tomorrow morning."

Chu Yunyao put down the bowl and chopsticks and picked up the charcoal pencil: "One more thing, I will go to sleep after I finish drawing. I hope that within half a year, I can make what I want."

Boa: "..."

Bao'er looked at Chu Yunyao distressedly, had no choice but to pick up the bowls and chopsticks, and exited the bedroom.

When Mo Lingyuan returned to the mansion, it was already dawn, except for the guards on duty and the faint light from the lanterns hanging on the gate and corridor of the mansion, the whole mansion was quiet, immersed in the quiet night.

Mo Lingyuan threw the reins and cloak to the guards who came up, and walked towards the Star Chu Tower.

A faint light came out from the gap in the door, Mo Lingyuan stopped, and stood at the door of the bedroom for a moment, the hand hanging by his side clenched into a fist...