Mo Li nodded at his brother randomly, his big blue eyes were even more watery, and he was cute.

Mo Lian looked at the thoughtful eldest son and the crying mess, sighed and said to the two, "Xiao Yan, Xiao Li, it's late today, let's go back for the time being." ”

Mo Yan and Mo Li followed behind Mo Lian one after the other, compared to Mo Li, who was in a somewhat depressed mood, Mo Yan was a little absent-minded, Mo Lian didn't care about this old eldest son, he also knew in his heart that Nalan Ziting must have said something to him, this child was mature, or let him know when he thought it clearly.

In fact, Mo Que's heart is also very conflicted, Nalan Ziting's words have a great impact on him, and Mo Que is only a four-year-old child when he matures.

In the bottom of his heart, he always wanted to discuss with his father, talk about what he thought in his heart, and imagine whether his uncle's words were right or wrong.

The sky in the west is blue, and the grass is verdant, but his beautiful uncle is always dressed in black, and the whole person seems to be placed in a thick cloud and lingering haze.

His smile was extremely light, and his eyes that seemed to have annihilated the red dust even carried a little nostalgia, "Mo Yan, don't get used to Mo Li, he always has to learn to grow up alone." ”

Mo Yan's brows furrowed slightly, he always felt that this uncle was really too strict with his younger brother, and as soon as he opened his mouth to refute, he heard Nalan Ziting continue.

"The really excellent man is nothing more than Panasonic stroking the qin, scattering clothes and chess, leaning on the window to open the book, climbing the bridge in the smoke and rain, holding a lance and riding a horse, dancing a sword in the autumn forest, listening to the waves in the bamboo wind, swimming naked in the spring river, night cherry blossoms and flutes, drinking alone under the moon, lonely boat in the snowy mountains, watching flowers with candles, and lying drunk in the heavy pavilion."

Without waiting for Mo Yan to speak, Nalan Ziting stroked the sideburns that fell to his ears and said, "A man should have the appearance of a man, but what do you think your brother Mo Li is decent?" ”

Mo Yan was silent, he always felt that there was nothing wrong with his younger brother Mo Li like his father Mo Lian, and just as he was about to refute it, Nalan Ziting stopped him again.

"Brother Mo Lian is good, and the dance is worthy of his reputation, but how do you know that Brother Mo Lian must be willing to do this? If your father had so many choices like you in the beginning, why should he learn to dance, no matter how proficient he is, it will always be a pastime. High society can't tolerate such a thing, so do you want to indulge your brother? Nalan Ziting's words are natural, and he doesn't care whether these words are appropriate or not in front of other people's sons.

"So, uncle, why don't you mention it to my father, you should tell your father about such a thing."

"As the old saying goes, a good mother has many losers, I never thought that Brother Mo Lian's temperament could raise any children with a strong character, but you are different, compared to Brother Mo Lian, your temperament is more like that person, not to mention that the eldest brother is like a father, your brother who is inseparable from Mo Lian naturally has more responsibilities."

Mo Yan's emerald eyes flickered, "What about Uncle?" Is your brother's temperament brought by your brother? ”

"You kid has learned to be poor." Nalan Ziting smiled and patted Mo Yan's head, but there was a little more darkness in his eyes, "My brother Nalan Zichen is very good, he is regarded as the god of war of the Ice Country, but such a man is responsive to his younger brother's needs, and he has developed his younger brother's willful and domineering temperament, which has also laid the disadvantages for the break between the two in the future." Mo Yan, I didn't joke with you anymore, I was reminding you as a person who came over that you have to choose the path. ”

Mo Yan was silent, he looked at Nalan Ziting quietly, only to feel that his beautiful uncle's eyes were precipitated with dark pain, "Mo Yan, you and Mo Li will be separated one day, don't let him rely on you too much, before you separate, he has to learn to grow up alone." ”

For Nalan Ziting's words, Mo Yan is still a little difficult to understand now, he has heard his father tell the story of his uncle.

His father's speech was beautiful and delicate, and even his tone was soft and gratuitous, reminiscent of the soft voice of Moussarian in the past, and she gently told him and his brother the beauty of fairy tales.

How happy the young prince was, because there was such an elder brother who loved him deeply, but the time was smooth, leaving a beautiful shadow and a deep shadow. His father didn't tell him and his brother what was going on.

But from his uncle's words, he can also deduce that the future of the two is probably opposite, but he can't say it.

He suddenly began to think about himself and his brother, and perhaps such a question was really too early to think.

However, since the uncle gave him such a long time to think about it, he had no reason to live up to it, at least think about it before they separated, and from now on he would try to let go and let his brother grow up alone.

Thinking about it like this, it is a little more emotional, it seems to be a mood of marrying a daughter, what should be serious makes Mo Lian suddenly feel funny, he is only a few minutes older than Mo Li, what does he look like an old man, he is more like a father than his father Mo Lian.

"Obviously so reluctant, then why are you still leaving, if you don't want to let go, you stay." Hitoshi Naiyan smiled and teased Nalan Ziting with a serious face.

Nalan Ziting glanced at Ridu Naiyan casually, but his tone was never more serious, "It's not so much that this is the war between Mo Xi and Xiliang, but that this is just the war between Brother Mo Lian and Brother Mo Han, although both of them are related to me, but I have no reason to interfere in this war, I said it, knowing the Mandate of Heaven does not mean that it is necessary to violate the established facts." ”

"That's all said, so why do you still look like this ghost?" Rido Naiyan felt funny Nalan Ziting was obviously a duplicitous existence, and he was very worried about it in his heart, but he couldn't say anything about it.

However, Nalan Ziting listened to Rito Naiyan's words with a disdainful expression, "I have nothing to worry about, it's not their guys who haven't experienced anything, they just think it's ironic, they may not imagine that the peace of this moment is exchanged for the bloodshed and fighting ahead......"

It has been the fourth day from Mo Yixiao to Yangcheng, Yangcheng is the northernmost city of Mo Xi in Xiliang, it can be said that this is an offensive and defensive battle, and whoever takes the opponent's city first between the two countries is basically over.

Standing at the city gate and staring at the army under the city, this time the war is still tight, the Khan of Xiliang is really amazing, and even gathered the Turkic army, and this time the commander of Xiliang is Tian Khan Shuhai, the main general is the eldest son of the Turkic emperor Tomure, and the deputy general is the crown prince of Xiliang Hanxi, according to the news, the supervisor is the Shaoyang princess Musaren.

Mo Yixiao has dealt with Mu Saren and Han Xi, and this time Han Xi is also a deputy general to train him, no matter what, he is also the future ruler of Xiliang. Mo Yixiao agreed in his heart that they had arranged this battle safely, Mu Saren's little girl was delicate and knew a little about him and Mo Han, and it was suitable for her to supervise the army, after all, her identity was special, and she was quite prosperous between Xiliang and the Turks, not to mention that it was the Shuhai Khan who was the commander in person.

Compared with Mo Xi's side, it is slightly inferior, and he is the one who is around him.

"The soldiers have already arrived in the city, Lord Wang, you are still so indifferent, you really deserve to be the person who Liluo fancies."

"Shut up! You are not allowed to call him by his name! ”

Mo Yixiao frowned and stared at the man in front of him, dressed in white, with the appearance of a noble son, his warm eyebrows and eyes were still a little bantering, Cui Yunfeng, the youngest son of the Cui family, didn't care about Mo Yixiao's words, and stepped forward and said lightly, "Lord Wang, I know that you don't want to see me, this reason, even if I don't say it, you know it in your own heart." However, I am the prison army this time, for the sake of Mo Xi's future, for the sake of separation, you can't lose this war. ”

In the name of separation, he buried the thorn deeply in his heart, Mo Yixiao didn't look at him, and the moment he turned around, he said lightly, "Even if you don't say it, I know the way." ”

"Since you also understand, why don't you analyze this war with me?" Cui Yunfeng's words faded from the gentle coat, with a little sharpness, I am afraid that the love rival will be extra red when they see each other.

Mo Yixiao turned around silently, facing Cui Yunfeng's sharp eyes, he knew very well in his heart that although the Cui family led by Cui Guifei had collapsed, this man's status had never been shaken, which showed that this man's good means, after all, he was the man who made Liluo look the other way.

"What Master Cui said is that this king listens to it." Mo Yixiao looked like he was shaking his hands and was in charge, he wanted to see what this Cui Yunfeng could say.

"Xiliang's army seems to be invulnerable, but on closer inspection, there are loopholes everywhere." Looking at Cui Yunfeng's unfathomable expression, Mo Yixiao was ready to listen and wanted to accept his next words.

"This time, the prison army is the rather prosperous Princess Shaoyang of Xiliang, this little girl and the prince of Xiliang have dragged on for many years, but the reason why the two have not married must be better than me. However, the reason why this war was provoked was also because of that person, who was really a disaster, and he deserved to be a person who was taught by a fall. ”

Looking at Cui Yunfeng's playful appearance, Mo Yixiao frowned and told him to get to the point.

Cui Yunfeng coughed lightly and said, "This Princess Shaoyang has a strong personality, she is a rare heroine among women, as the fiancée of the Hanxi Prince, she has been acting as a responsibility to assist him, as if she was putting away the hilt of the sword. The two of them are two in one, which means that if one of the two is broken, the victory will be at your fingertips, and the method does not need me to say more, the prince is naturally clear. ”

Cui Yunfeng's expression was still indifferent, but Mo Yixiao's eyes were staring, and his gentle image was ruined.

In the next second, Cui Xiaogongzi's words were like a spell, "The prince has already achieved this point, are you still reluctant to do it?" ”