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Since Su Jingnian returned to the Northern Regions in triumph, more than half a month has passed.

The spring thunder is gone, and the flowers and plants are luxuriant.

The Northern Regions have entered the early summer season.

In the northern region of summer, the sun is almost always in the sky during the day.

Occasional rain falls, mostly in the evening and at night.

During the day, the sun scorched the ground hot.

The heat of the skin made the people of the Northern Regions miserable.

At the same time, the heat quietly planted the seeds of confusion and anxiety in people's hearts.

Wait for that kind of seed to take root and sprout, and finally bear a downpour and fall from the heavenly palace to the world.

The heavy rain washes away the hearts of troubled people.

When the rain stops and the sun peeks out of the clouds again, it's a new cycle.

This year, though, is different.

In the midst of the heavy rain that swept through the city of Beijing, it seemed that something was gradually emerging.

It was evening.

A large group of black dots floated from the sky, and after a while, thunderstorms rolled outside the window.

The room was dark, as if it was night.

Mo Yu stopped studying the ink and slapped the lamp. The room lit up again.

The rain outside the window was not small, and the dense raindrops beat the eaves of the main hall and the trees outside the window, tinkling.

The windows also squeaked in the wind.

"Oh, why is this rain so heavy?" Looking out the window, Mo Yu was a little worried about Mo Yu, who had not returned for a long time.

Mo Ruoli crouched on the bookcase, writing a letterhead.

Hearing Mo Yu say this, he stopped writing. Looking up, she looked out the window as well.

"yes, how is it raining so much... ”

Mo Yu saw a sad look on Mo Ruoli's face, and recalled that since he returned to the Northern Regions, Mo Ruoli could be said to have worked day and night for Dajin affairs, almost to the point of forgetting to sleep and eat.

Mo Yu couldn't help but worry about her body.

"Princess, why don't Mo Yu help you back to the couch for a while. Wait for the dead guards to come back, and Mo Yu will pass it on to you. The princess has not rested for a moment since the day before yesterday. If you continue to consume like this, your body and bones will be unbearable. ”

Mo Ruoli sighed lightly and said, "Where, you can still sleep." The situation has changed so much in these days. I'm afraid there won't be much chance left for me to make amends. ”

Knowing that the current tense situation between Dajin and the Northern Regions is an insoluble heart disease, Mo Yu is not easy to persuade too much.

While the two were talking, the door of the outer hall opened and closed, and a figure flashed into the room from the rain curtain.

Hearing that someone had entered the main hall, Mo Yu hurriedly greeted him.

It was Mo Yan who had come back from outside.

He wears a hat on his head and a robe. couldn't stand the heavy rain, and many places on Mo Yan's body were still wet.

Even the place under his feet, in a few breaths, was soaked by the rain dripping from his body.

He took off his hat and cloak and handed it to the maid outside the palace. Mo Yan's face was a little ugly.

Seeing her black face, Mo Yu didn't want to ask much. Say, "Come in." The princess hasn't closed her eyes for two days, just to wait for your news. ”

"Alas, it's a pity that the princess is waiting for it, and it's not good news. Mo Yan's face became more and more difficult to look at.

At this time, Mo Ruoli's inquiry came from the inner hall, "Is the martyr back?"

"Yes, it's the Dead Guards who have returned. ”

Mo Yu hurriedly answered and pushed Mo Yan into the inner hall. He said, "It doesn't matter if it's good news or bad news, tell the princess first." ”

Mo Yan was pushed into the inner room, and had to go to the bookcase.

"Master. "Ink bows.

"It's been a hard work. Has the situation in Alchuka been clarified this time?"

"Back to the master. Relying on the help of the white shopkeeper, he finally contacted the two patriarchs, Hesheri and Fucha. The two patriarchs expressed their loyalty to the princess, and from beginning to end, they did not disagree. This time, Hesheri and the Fucha clan fully assisted the Holy Lord to ascend the throne as emperor, and only when what he asked was the princess's will, he did not doubt it too much. In addition, the princess could not be contacted at that time, so there was such an oolong incident. The two patriarchs begged the princess not to blame, and even explained the situation in the court and the palace. ”

Mo Ruoli sighed and said: "If you want to come to other people, you have also been deceived by the emperor's younger brother." They all thought that his seizure of the throne was instructed by me. ”

"What is the current situation in the DPRK and China?" asked the beauty again.

"Back to the master. Since the accession to the throne of the Holy Lord, the power of the Hesheri and Fucha tribes has been weakened by him for various reasons. The confidential positions of the two clans in the DPRK were replaced by people in the military. On the contrary, General Ashku is deeply respected by the Holy Lord, and his prestige in the DPRK and China is unparalleled. It's just that General Ashku and General Cao Python are now stationed in Panshan, and there are too many eyeliners in the army, and there is no contact yet. ”

Mo Ruoli's cold eyes moved slightly, and he asked, "Why, didn't you mention the patriarch of Huangfu?"

"The patriarch of Huangfu seems to have disappeared unconsciously, and no one knows his whereabouts. Moreover... ”

"And what?"

"According to the patriarch of the two clans, the disappearance of the patriarch of Huangfu seems to be related to the saint. ”

“。。。 ”

Mo Ruoli heard the words, and his heart was cold. She deduced that something had happened to the emperor's grandfather, and she was afraid that it would be more than lucky.

After stabilizing his floating mood for a while, Mo Ruoli asked again: "Then, what is the situation in the palace? Sister Wanrou, are you still safe?"

When talking about Wanyan Wanrou, even if she tried her best to hide it, her tone was suddenly calm.

Mo Yan heard Mo Ruoli ask about the situation in the palace and Wanyan Wanrou, and lowered his head deeply.

replied: "The eldest prince and the second prince were both imprisoned in another courtyard by the Holy Lord, and ordinary people could not see it. Princess Wanrou gave birth to a little grandson three years ago, and has been confined in the palace since then. As soon as the little emperor and grandson fell to the ground, he was personally carried away by the saint, and he has not been traced since. ”

Mo Ruoli heard the words, only to feel a thunderbolt on a sunny day.

"No wonder, Sister Wanrou never passed on the book to me. She had to endure such suffering. The emperor's brother is so ruthless, how can he bear to let his sister suffer such a separation of flesh and blood. ”

The beauty closed her eyes and muttered to herself.

Think about it.

She knew that her own brother, the new emperor of Dajin, Morahul Ibatu, had already prepared all the countermeasures before she returned.

weaken the wings of the nobles, reuse the people in the army, and then threaten the lives of Wanyan Wanrou and the little emperor's grandson.

Mo Ruoli had to admit that Twelve had grown up rapidly in her absence. Clever and quick-witted, he has been openly funded. And in order to protect the throne, he is ruthless and unscrupulous. It's just a matter of everything.

The more she thought about it, the more she felt extremely guilty and distressed about the suffering suffered by Wanyan Wanrou and the child. And for what the twelve did, all kinds of things, they were even more disappointed and angry.

She couldn't figure it out. Why did Twelve, who had experienced the Blood Moon Incident and seen the hot and cold world, how could he be so ruthless.

The thunder rolled, and the rain outside the window became louder and louder, and the pouring rain seemed to completely crush the city of Beijing.

After a long silence, Mo Ruo left his mouth. In the words, the former calm returned.

"Funeral, I have two letters here, and I need you to make a trip yourself. One to General Ashku, and one to the Emperor Fu's baby. In addition, you need to bring a separate message to the emperor's baby. ”

"Master, please speak, Mo Yan remember. ”

Still in a light tone, Mo Ruoli said: "First, we must make every effort to stop the war between Dajin and the Northern Regions. Second, we must make every effort to search for the whereabouts of the little emperor's grandson and the patriarch of the emperor's husband. Third, take care of yourself. These three are the most important. If someone dares to obstruct it, if necessary, even the life and safety of the emperor's brother can be disregarded. ”

"Ahh???h

Mo Ruoli shook his head and said, "Brother Huang, have you ever worried about the safety of others? Sister Wanyan was innocent, but she was implicated in the Blood Moon Incident for no reason, and her family was ruined, desolate and miserable. However, the emperor's younger brother used his own selfish desires to harm Sister Wanyan and her sister's newborn child. to the mother and son are scattered, and the flesh and blood are on the other side. Isn't his ruthless, unjust, cold-blooded and brutal behavior the same as Tianmin? Yu Wanrou's sister and her child, all I can make up for is to find the whereabouts of the child as soon as possible. The war between Daikin and the Northern Regions has not yet begun, and there is still room for maneuver. I only hope that the baby emperor can cooperate with me inside and outside, and mediate from it to prevent the war from happening. Otherwise, the two countries will fight together, and lives will be ruined. At that time, I was afraid that the emperor's brother would have a few more lives, and he would not be able to give Dajin and the people of the Northern Regions an explanation. ”

Mo Yan heard this, and a cold sweat broke out on his back. Xindao: What the princess means by her words, isn't it that if the Northern Regions starts a war with Dajin, she will personally take the life of the saint?

In the blink of an eye, she recalled the crazy actions of the twelve princes on the night of Su Mo's wedding. I agreed with what Mo Ruoli said in my heart, the twelve princes really didn't value the lives and safety of others. Otherwise, he would not have resolutely stabbed his own sister at the wedding banquet.

"Mo Yan commanded. ”

Handing the letter on the case to Mo Yan, Mo Ruoli said, "Yan Er's hard work. The situation is critical, and let's go back as soon as possible. ”

Mo Yan replied yes, turned around and walked out of the inner hall.

When I came to the outer hall, I happened to meet Mo Yu who came back from outside.

Mo Yu was holding a food box in his arms and was collecting his umbrella. He asked, "Are you going out again?"

Mo Yan nodded and said, "The situation is critical, and there is no delay for a moment. In my absence, the princess bothered Moyu's maid to take care of her. ”

"What kind of words are you saying. Taking care of the princess is naturally Mo Yu's duty, and he doesn't have to worry about the guards. No, I just warmed up the tonic that Prime Minister Murong sent today, and sent it to the princess. ”

With that, Mo Yu showed Mo Yan the food box he was holding in his arms.

"It's pitiful, this is Prime Minister Murong's heart. The tonic has been given for more than half a month, but the princess has worked day and night, so how can she have any heart to eat. Today, I'm afraid I'm going to throw it away in vain. ”

"Crow's mouth, just send your letter, and I'll take care of the princess." Today, to put it mildly, I will definitely want the princess to take this tonic. On the contrary, it is to guard you, go out, pay more attention, but don't bump into it. ”