"I have long heard that Prince Gong is at the helm of Mo Xi, but I didn't expect it to be true."

"Father, that person is now Prince Gong."

Shuhai's face was pale, "So, Xiaolian, do you mean that you want to sneak into Mo Xi to find out the truth?" ”

Mo Lian nodded, and wanted to say something but still couldn't say it.

Shuhai looked at Mo Lian and smiled, "It's okay to say something." ”

"Uncle, when I was in Yicui Building, the Eighth Prince took care of me a lot, but I don't think that the Eighth Prince can do this for me, I have a few catties and a few taels myself, I still know that the Eighth Prince is ambitious, determined, he is a king and a ruthless enough boss, he is my strongest enemy in Xiliang. Now that Prince Gong is in charge of Mo Xi, the two brothers have been very affectionate since they were young, and the probability of having a gap is not very high, I guess this news is probably a bait to lure me to the bait, but it is not unreliable, everything depends on how we choose. ”

Looking at the nephew who finished his opinion, Shuhai felt a little relieved, this child has grown up a lot, and he is no longer the exquisite puppet who can only dance on the stage when he first met.

Sometimes he even wonders, is it that after those twists and turns, people will grow more rapidly? At least, he hopes that his son Hanxi can grow up quickly.

Regarding Mo Lian's words, the eldest son of the Turkic Emperor, Tomuré, obviously didn't care much, "Look ahead and look backwards, be timid, increase the morale of others, and destroy your own prestige!" What does it look like? ”

"Brother Huang!"

Mu Saren grabbed Tomuré, and the little princess glanced at Mo Lian, Shuhai and Hanxi lightly and said, "Brother Huang, this is a family matter of their own family, I think it's better for us not to interfere." ”

"Xiao Jiu, what are you talking about? This war is related to the two Turkic countries in Western Liang, how can he say it as a hairy child? Tomuré clearly disapproved of his sister's words.

Mu Saren frowned, and for the first time expressed her dissatisfaction in front of everyone, "The cause of the war between Mo Xi and Xiliang is ridiculous, and it looks like a husband and wife quarrel when it is spread out, and what reason do we have to meddle in other people's housework?" Don't they themselves have a verdict on the merits? The big deal is to send them to death, but what they want is not something we can control. ”

After saying this, Mousaren turned around and left, and Tomuré did not understand the reason for the sudden anger of the little sister, so he hurriedly apologized to the Khan of Shuhai, and chased his little sister away.

Mo Lian on the side looked at Han Xi and sighed, "Cousin, what are you still doing in a daze, hurry up and chase it!" ”

Hanxi was awakened by Mo Lian's words, and then rushed to chase his fiancée, Mu Saren's little temper, he could also guess a thing or two, how much did she worry about the war during this time? Even the whole person has lost a lot of weight, however, Mo Lian's sudden arrival has occupied his whole heart, so how can Mousa not care?

Hanxi felt very guilty, obviously determined to care for Musa well, but it turned out that he didn't check and made Musa sad.

Looking at his son's back, Shuhai sighed, "It would be nice if Hanxi was as mature as you." ”

Mo Lian smiled, "It's not a good thing, Cousin Han is already very good now, he just lacks experience, but there must be no problem with Musa." ”

The dark pupils looked at the sea of trees softly, and the waves in his eyes were indescribably firm, "Uncle, I have thought a lot along the way, and I have already made my own arrangements, please listen to me carefully, no matter what the price of this battle, we must not lose!" ”