Ten miles of red makeup, a bright red one amazed everyone's eyes, the marriage of the two countries, no, in a sense, this is the in-laws of the three kingdoms, the sister of the Turkic Khan, the princess of Shaoyang in Xiliang, this princess is special and naturally can't be neglected.

Mo Han sat on horseback in a red dress, his originally cold face was diluted by the bright red joy, showing a bit of warmth, that delicate face was faint, and his face was like jade, even though nearly nine years had passed, he was still the dream lover in the heart of the girl in the capital.

This grand wedding was talked about by everyone, and it was unprecedented in front of the grand stage.

It is nothing more than the grandeur of this wedding, after all, it gathers the financial resources of the Turkic, Xiliang, and Moxi countries.

Escorting the bride was her cousin, the Turkic Prince Mohe, the old khan's favorite son-in-law.

Mo Han was not surprised, he also thought that the cold prince of Xiliang would at least send his little cousin on the last ride, after all, he had delayed this girl's youth for so many years, and the gentle and lingering infatuation was all wrong.

But he would still be mistaken, after all, the person who came was a cousin, not the little cousin that the bride had in mind.

Hooking his lips and smiling, he smiled in the direction of Yangcheng in the distance, enjoy it, this last quiet time......

The smooth outcome of the matter was almost beyond his expectations, and he knew Moussa Ren's support for him, because Moussa Ren would definitely support his decision out of consideration for the country, not to mention that his uncle's reaction was also beneficial to him.

It's just that Xiao Yan and Xiao Li have suffered, and this time he may really not come back.

There is an indescribable feeling in my heart, faint and reluctant, more absolutely, closing my eyes as if I can still see the soft face and soft voice of my baby, and they call their father, father.

Xiaoyan, Xiaoli, I'm sorry, my father has more important things to do.

He quickly fell asleep when he reached his own bedchamber, and the next morning he hastily packed up his things and went out, leaving a letter under his pillow that had been prepared long ago.

Mu Saren also got up early in the morning, and she secretly arranged for Mo Lian to be deployed, at least Mo Lian had to take care of him when he went to the enemy camp.

didn't tell sù cold, but directly told his uncle about this matter, Shuhai smiled bitterly, "This kid is really carved out of the same mold as Snow Lotus, and the things he decided can't be pulled back at all." ”

When Han Xi entered the tent, Mu Saren was discussing something with Shuhai, Han Xi looked at Mu Sa a little nervously, but seeing that her face was the same as usual, he put his mind at ease, but saw that Mu Saren and Shu Hai had finished studying, nodded to him, turned around and left, it was the first time to be ignored by Mu Saren like this, Han Xi felt that he was very uncomfortable in his heart.

And Mu Saren and Shuhai had a tacit understanding to hide from him that Mo Lian had infiltrated the enemy army.

"Xiao Jiu, are you making trouble?" Tomuré looked at his sister who came out of the tent and asked curiously, his sister's face was not good-looking, didn't yesterday's matter be resolved?

"Oh, it's the royal brother." Musaren nodded at Tomuré and said lightly, "When this war is over, I will go back to the Turks, find someone who can see it and marry him, and don't pay attention to that idiot anymore." ”

"What you said is true, not a momentary anger?" Tomuré looked at his sister in disbelief, as if what she said was a fantasy.

His sister is desperate for that cousin, she has delayed her youth for so many years in vain, almost she doesn't eat oil and salt, and her father and her own advice are not taken to heart, and now she has figured it out like this?

Mu Saren frowned and said, "Brother Huang, have I ever deceived you?" ”

Tomurey looked at his sister for a long time, smiled and said, "Xiao Jiu, isn't it good that you thought so earlier, you see that even Mo He has married a wife now, if you had broken off the marriage contract with Han Xi earlier, you would have been a mother by now." ”

"Forget it, Brother Huang, don't always fight Cousin Mohe's idea, we can't get along, isn't he and Sister Suguang very good? Whatever happens now, let's wait until after the war. ”

Looking at his sister's tired and pale appearance, sluggish as Tomurray also noticed his sister's sadness, he nodded and didn't say anything, grabbed his sister's shoulders, and said with a smile, "Those things just let it be, Xiao Jiu, let's go to dinner, you see that you are a lot haggard, and no one wants girls who are not beautiful." ”

Mu Saren gratefully hugged his brother, she has lived in Xiliang for many years, and she always thought that she had no feelings for them, but in the end, it was a blood relative, and Mu Saren only today knew how much his brother pampered and pampered him.

"Brother Huang, thank you."

Tomuret smiled heartily, "My brother and sister say thank you, it's not too much of an outsider." ”

He knew that his sister had a knot, she had stayed in Xiliang for many years, and her father had lost a lot of care and care for her because of her mother, so she always thought that they didn't care about her very much, in fact, they all loved her.

Now, most of his sister's knots for many years have been untied, which is a good thing for him.

Mo Lian didn't expect that infiltrating Mo Xi's camp would be so successful, when he just came out of the Xiliang military account, he used the disguise technique to change his appearance, he knew in his heart that his appearance was too conspicuous, and there were no longer a few people who knew his appearance in Mo Xi's military tent.

He felt very fortunate in his heart, fortunately Nalan Ziting gave him these, the things that this little ghost gave him are always so practical, in the end, he has experienced the baptism of war, and he knows what he needs better than others.

Yangcheng is now heavily guarded, and the closed door can be seen from afar.

"Hey, where are you from?"

The soldier stopped a young man, dressed in gray, with blue eyebrows, and an ordinary face that looked gray and abrupt, as if he had fled from somewhere, and even if he fell into the crowd, he would not be able to show it.

The young man's voice was thin, and his dirty face was also a little afraid, at first glance, he was a little fart who had never experienced a major event, he was a little scared and couldn't even let go of his voice, as thin as a mosquito and a fly, "Official, I came to the city to find relatives, and my father sent a letter to tell me that Yangcheng was chaotic, and asked me to take refuge with my mother." ”

The soldiers glanced at him and said disdainfully, "A group of rats who are greedy for life and afraid of death, now that I have the eighth prince in Mo Xi sitting in Yangcheng, and Master Cui as the supervising army, what are I afraid of?" It's just a barbarian in the Western Regions, and Prince Gong beat them to the bottom back then, but now even if they want to turn over the salted fish, they don't have that ability. ”

The young man replied resignedly, "How can mortals like us compare with the military masters, who are the pillars of the country, and they are waiting for the reward to return to their hometown after the war." ”

The soldiers rejoiced, "You kid can talk tightly, you can talk to us if you can, hurry up and pick up your mother in the city." ”

The young man hurriedly thanked him and entered the city, the corners of his thin lips gently curled.

It turned out that this teenager was Mo Lian after casual clothes.

After Mo Lian entered Yang City, he was very happy, and he had entered so smoothly that he had never dared to imagine before.

However, with the Eighth Prince as the boss and the Cui Xiaogongzi as the supervisor, such a lineup Mo Xi can be regarded as having made a bloody investment, even if he knows them well, he can't find the slightest flaw for a while.

If you really want him to talk about it, the only gap between the two is probably the late beauty.

Putting aside the eighth prince Mo Yixiao, how could that little son of the Cui family be a simple character?

Mo Lian thought that in a sense, this little boy Cui was more terrifying than Mo Yixiao, but he thought that that person's plan was never in chaos.

And such a character is now confronting them, and it is really not enough to take out two chills.

It's not that Mo Lian looks down on his cousin, it's that he knows Han Xi's temperament too well, that person's temperament is too gentle, and he is a humble gentleman, but he is by no means an imperial talent.

That simple young master of Xiliang, if he didn't have the assistance of Mu Saren, he was really immature.

However, even Musaren was still young, but when he thought that they still had the support of his uncle and the Turks behind them, the power of Xiliang should no longer be under Mo Xi.

With a twist of his mind, a playful smile tugged at the corner of his lips.

In that case, where do you start?

There are chaos everywhere, and there are Xiliang and Turkic coalition forces outside Yangcheng, and Mo Xi's military tent is all panicked, and it is naturally good to be able to get a little more people to join the camp.

Mo Lian is easy to blend into the army, he was assigned to logistics, his figure is slender, he still looks like a teenager, it's also strange, even if he has been born and raised for so many years, he hasn't seen much fat, and he is still as weak as before, I really can't wait to become a fairy.

The difference is that he is so slender and beautiful like a young man's body, but he can no longer dance as lightly as before, or his body no longer supports it.

Now that he is mixed in the army, he is just a handyman, but fortunately, the steward sees that he is still young and takes care of him, and Mo Lian is also waiting for an opportunity.

Yes, an opportunity.

The steward would always pick a few people from the barracks to serve the soldiers with military ranks, and this was his chance.

But it is also risky, after all, Mo Yixiao and the little son of the Cui family are so smart, even after they have changed their faces, Mo Lian is not very sure that they can hide the eyes of those two essences.

Therefore, it is a good thing to be assigned to the sub-general to take care of himself, and he was really well versed in this when he was in the Yicui Pavilion.

Taking a deep breath, he made a plan for the near future, he could feel that time was running out, and the atmosphere in the barracks was tense day by day.

Even his whole person is like a taut string, is it enough?

What more could he do?!

Can you? Is it enough?

In fact, the opportunity is far less difficult than people think, or Mo Lian's own luck is excellent.

I have to say that God gave Xiliang too many opportunities back then, and the time and place were favorable, and all three were accounted for.