After Wang Yue entered the house, Mo Zhongyuan exclaimed. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

When Wang Yue went, he was still a slightly fat person, and when he came back, the whole person seemed to be thin as if only bones were left, and his big black eyes looked at people, which was quite terrifying.

"What's going on?" Mo Zhongyuan stood up and asked.

Wang Yue's body shook, knelt on the ground, and the strength of his body was suddenly drained, and he almost couldn't get up.

"My lord, there is civil strife in Youzhou, and my subordinates almost can't come back." Wang Yue said in a trembling voice.

Mo Zhongyuan was shocked when he heard this.

Is Youzhou in chaos?

After Wu Wangye left Youzhou, the people of the court silently infiltrated Youzhou, and the people who stayed were prepared at the beginning, and in the face of the people from the court, they pretended to resist for a while, and then handed over the military power.

On the surface, it is the people from the court who are in charge, but in fact, the people of the Martial Princes are still in contact with each other, but some things are not as convenient as they used to be.

Emperor Qianyuan didn't do anything wrong, King Wu's Mansion was still there, he just sent a commander to take charge of the government affairs of Youzhou.

The people of the Wuwang Mansion were also very cooperative, and they all listened to the orders of the Admiral on the surface.

"My lord, the newly appointed Admiral did not summon his subordinates at all, but those under him suspected that his subordinates were spies and arrested them in prison." Wang Yue said.

Fortunately, he met a former acquaintance, and the people of Wuwangfu managed to rescue him, which allowed Wang Yue to escape with his life and immediately returned to Juyong Pass.

"My lord, the Admiral of Youzhou will never send someone to support." Wang Yue said.

Mo Zhongyuan ordered someone to take Wang Yue down to rest, and sat in the house alone, and after a long time, he sighed.

Yunmo and his party finally returned to Kyoto three days later, looking at the gate of Kyoto from afar, feeling the prosperity of Kyoto, thinking of what they saw along the way, everyone felt a little embarrassed in their hearts.

It is better to be a peace dog than a troubled world.

At the gate of Kyoto, people lined up to enter the city, and the number of guards at the gate increased greatly, and the inspection was stricter than before.

After Yunmo entered the city, he went directly to the cyclamen.

Song Wan'er sent away the people who came over today, and Mu Zi, who accompanied her with the national teacher, specially ordered her to come and accompany her, Dean Su should have personally introduced Song Wan'er into this circle, but she has really had a lot of things recently, especially the national teacher didn't know why he suddenly had a convulsion and assigned her a lot of busy things.

Mu Zi is Dean Su's most proud disciple, and she is also the eldest lady of the famous Mu family in Kyoto, and she has been by Song Wan'er's side these days.

"Mu Zi, you have also worked hard, go back and rest early today." Song Wan'er said.

"Master Wan'er, Mu Zi is not hard." Mu Zi said with a smile, she does not have the arrogance of those noble girls, but she is very hearty, her figure is very plump, and she has two dimples on her face when she laughs, a very beautiful girl.

"Let them take care of the rest." Song Wan'er said.

Mu Zi took a look, and after sending those people away, the rest just had to put the things together and put them in the warehouse, but she didn't have to worry about it too much.

"Master, the disciple will leave first." Mu Zi Road.

I've been staying in Cyclamen these days, Mu Zi hasn't been back for a long time, I really miss my family, I haven't gone back for so many days, and I don't know if my little sister misses her? There is also the mother, she is not there, and if the younger brother is naughty, no one will intercede when the mother punishes her.

Song Wan'er sent Mu Zi away, and the entire cyclamen suddenly became empty.

Du Ping and Jiang Zhou had left Kyoto not long ago, and Song Yun's appointment had come down and became the new county commander of Han County.

Du Ping and Jiangzhou were one step ahead of Song Yun and were already on their way back to Han County.

Song Wan'er knew that this matter could go so smoothly, and many of them had contributed, and her eldest brother was now busy handing over in the ministry.

Yunmo saw Song Wan'er sitting there from a distance, a smile appeared on her always indifferent face, and she raised her voice and shouted, "Wan'er." ”

Song Wan'er glanced up at the visitor, and a smile appeared on her face.

"Brother Mo, are you back? How did things go, did they go well? Song Wan'er asked with concern.

Yunmo answered Song Wan'er's questions one by one, without the slightest impatience, "Things are going well, the things that should be solved have been dealt with, I know that you are in the cyclamen, and after returning to Kyoto, you rushed over immediately." ”

When Yunmo left, Song Wan'er was still studying with the national teacher in Qinglian Academy, and she was so busy every day that her feet didn't touch the ground, and she obviously knew that Yunmo had left someone by her side, so she knew her movements.

When Song Wan'er heard Yunmo say this, instead of feeling displeased, she felt warm in her heart, Brother Mo really took her to heart, and all of them would pay attention to her every move.

Song Wan'er approached Yunmo, her brows suddenly furrowed, the smile on her face disappeared, and she looked at the person in front of her with a calm face, "Take off your clothes." ”

"Bang!" The sound of a heavy object falling to the ground sounded, followed by the voice of the grand treasurer of cyclamen, "Sorry, you go on, I'll leave right away." ”

The big shopkeeper of the cyclamen covered his face, feeling that he was about to finish, and the master's eyes were so terrifying, but he didn't know that in broad daylight, the master and Miss Song actually did such a thing.

The big shopkeeper of the cyclamen heard the news of Yunmo's return, and hurriedly rushed over, "Master, Miss Song, I'm leaving." “

While the big shopkeeper was talking, he turned around and walked quickly to leave, and at the same time wailed in his heart, he must be the most unlucky big shopkeeper, there is no one, after going back, he must go to the princess to intercede, let the master spare lightly.

Yunmo said, "Stop." ”

The big shopkeeper stopped when he heard this, and turned his head with a bitter face, master, he really knew that he was wrong.

Yunmo said: "Come here." ”

The big shopkeeper walked over, Yunmo whispered a few words, the big shopkeeper glanced at Song Wan'er, nodded with a very complicated expression, and his back was a little vicissitudes when he left.

Song Wan'er didn't feel it when she said it, but now she realized that her words seemed to be really ambiguous, and now she felt that the heat on her face was about to burn, and she didn't need to look at her cheeks, and she knew that they must be red.

Yunmo looked at the person in front of her, from her cheeks to her neck, all of them were dyed with a faint flush, her skin was already crystal clear, but now after dying the flush, it looks more and more attractive.

The corners of Yunmo's mouth moved, and he suddenly felt that his throat was a little dry, and his body was bursting with hot air, he must be in a hurry to come back, and he kept hurrying, so it was like this.

Yunmo closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, his expression had returned to normal, except that his heartbeat was a little too fast.

Song Wan'er tugged at the corners of her clothes, blushing and muttering, "Brother Mo, don't misunderstand. (To be continued.) )