"And I......" There was no trace of haze on Mousaren's face, only the dark night pupils still carried deep tiredness, "and I, tomorrow, will still be the same Mousaren who calms the entire army." ”

"Your Highness......"

Chicken wings' face also showed a dark cloud, he looked at Mu Saren's face a little bewildered, it was the first time he saw his princess's tired appearance, as if the whole person had lost her vitality, like a doll that would not cry, as early as when he saw Mo Lian, he expected that the princess would rub something with the cold prince, but he didn't expect it to be so fast.

He couldn't help but complain for his princess, Mu Saren's efforts for this war are obvious to everyone, take 10,000 steps back, won't His Royal Highness Han Xi look at it, how much has his princess lost weight during this time?

In the end, people who are not on the top of their hearts will not feel distressed no matter how they call.

When he wrinkled his eyebrows, Mu Saren said lightly, "There is a red lotus in the south, and there is chaos in the north. Chicken wings, you are obviously very good, why do you have to keep locked in such a place, and waste your youth for a master like me? I thought you had more options. ”

Looking at Mu Saren's indifferent appearance, the chicken wings said lightly, "Your Highness, I think you are clear. ”

There is a red lotus in the south, and there is a mist in the north.

What did the two big Oirans of the north and south of the former glamorous crown get a good end? If you hadn't rescued me from that dark cage in the first place, what awaited me would never have been better than that beauty.

"yes." The little girl smiled, "Fools, we are all fools......"

"Your Highness, what are you going to do?"

"How? I don't believe you can't guess, the outcome of this war affects the entire Western Regions, the truth of the cold lips and teeth is clear to everyone, I will return to the Turks after the war, I don't want to care about the cold anymore, this person always needs to grow up alone. ”

Looking at Moussaren's determined face, the chicken wings knew that his Royal Highness had made up his mind.

"Musa."

With a crisp and gentle voice and a delicate and unparalleled face, it is Mo Lian, the king of Hanlian who has just detonated the dispute between Musaren and Hanxi.

"Why are you here?" Seeing Mo Lian, Mu Saren's face was not good-looking, she was not a girl who would deliberately control her emotions.

The dark eyes clearly saw Mo Lian's exhaustion, "With such a weak body, it's better to rest early, so as not to tire your body, and everyone who is tired will worry about you." ”

Mo Lian is not a fool, he can naturally understand the sarcasm in Mu Saren's words, he smiled softly, and the face that was nine layers similar to Han Xi made Mu Saren angry for no reason, and he only felt that his blood was boiling in an instant.

Mo Lian has always been a good hand at observing words and expressions, and it is self-evident who Mousa Ren is obviously annoyed about, he relaxed his eyebrows, and he smiled, "Mousa, you are the overseer of this battlefield, and you are also rational and sharp with a scabbard, I don't think you will be as knowledgeable as a person like me." ”

"Someone like you?" Mo Lian's words made Mu Saren even more angry, yes, it was such an inferior dancing girl who couldn't hold her head up in front of Mo Xi, in front of Prince Gong, but in Xiliang she changed her identity and was spoiled by everyone like a treasure.

Such a person......

"Mo Lian, what are you talking about? Mo Xi, I won't talk about it for the time being, but in Xiliangzhong, you are a righteous prince, so noble, you can't help but surrender your identity? What is the purpose of this? At the beginning, who didn't understand the words of that little ghost in Nalan Ziting? Those who are not of my race will have different hearts. Who knows what kind of thoughts people like you hide, the potential of the king? It's really a joke, this Xiliang country is an uncle and a cold one, who said that he would follow you Mo's? ”

Mo Lian didn't expect that Mu Saren would grasp this point at this time, in fact, she was right, she was already embarrassed, not to mention that Ziting's prophecy back then was exactly what he said, he laughed it off, it didn't mean that others wouldn't be careful.

As early as the beginning of his arrival at the camp, he noticed that something was wrong, and he guessed that those ** were all entangled in the cause of this war and his life experience.

Even if the past has been deliberately blurred for so many years, no one can forget that he was born to his mother and the prince of the Central Plains.

Seeing Mo Lian wrinkling his eyebrows and saying nothing, Mu Saren continued, "Mo Lian, you remember, Xiliang will never allow foreign bloodlines to be polluted, Xiliang's future is tied to Hanxi, I will let you see Nalan Ziting's biggest mistake, what prophecy, what king's qualifications, everything is a joke." ”

It was the first time Mo Lian had seen such a Mu Saren, even if she had an awkward quarrel with Hanxi, or even drifted away, she still loved Hanxi deeply in her heart, and loved the whole Xiliang.

This is also the most reassuring place for Mo Lian, Mu Saren always gives him the feeling that is reliable, because Mu Saren has enough love for Han Xi and Xi Liang, such a deep feeling determines that she will make the most correct judgment for Xi Liang, even if this judgment will be biased for him, but it is definitely the best choice for Xi Liang.

Thinking like this, his mood relaxed even more, "Musa, I think our goal is the same, it is nothing more than to ensure that Xiliang's country will be passed on for generations, I don't have that talent to govern the country, and Xiao Yan and Xiao Li don't have that ambition." ”

After a long sigh of relief, he said, "Although I have already told my uncle about this proposal, he doesn't agree with it very much, but he just can't reject me openly." I know that you must agree with this proposal, he is the most feasible method at present, he won a million profits, and there is nothing to lose if he loses to Yu Xiliang's side. So, I know that you must be the person who supports me the most. It is because I believe in this that I will come to you, and I am sure that you will do a good job in the future. I will prove my loyalty with my actions. ”

The black apricot eyes scraped Mo Lian sharply, "How to expand Xiliang's interests, I don't need you to judge myself, I will naturally do my best in my own affairs, I don't need you to mention it, and you, it's better to remember what you said, if you regret it at that time, even if your uncle is afraid that he won't be able to protect you." ”

Mo Lian looked at Mu Saren with a faint smile, secretly showing some exhaustion, but the fatigue of so many days was finally not in vain, "I know it." ”

At the end of the conversation, Mo Lian walked out of Moussaren's bedchamber, the oppression of war was deep in the bone marrow, and after this night, I am afraid that it will not be peaceful again.

He smiled in the direction of Yangcheng in the distance, and enjoyed it, this most peaceful time......

In the early morning of the next day, he left Xiliang's military tent and came to Yangcheng, Mo Lian didn't expect that infiltrating Mo Xi's camp would be so successful, just out of Xiliang's military account, he used the disguise technique to change his appearance, Mo Lian 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 camp.

He felt very fortunate in his heart, fortunately Nalan Ziting handed over these to him, and the things that this little ghost gave him are always so useful.

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

"Where are you from?"

The soldier stopped a young man, dressed in gray and with blue eyebrows, even if he fell into the crowd, he was not conspicuous. The person who came was Mo Lian after casual clothes.

The young man's voice was thin, and his dirty face was also a little frightened, at first glance, he was a little kid who had never experienced a major event, and his voice was as thin as a mosquito and 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 my mother and relatives to take refuge." 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. ”

Mo Lianwei replied resignedly, "How can we compare with the military masters, who are the pillars of the country, and are waiting for the reward to return to their hometown after the war." ”

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

Mo Lian nodded in response, and the thin figure walked into Yangcheng with the crowd of evacuees, and in a place where people couldn't see, a smile arc was hooked on the dirty face.

No matter how powerful the Eighth Prince Mo Yixiao and Cui Xiaogongzi are, it is not difficult to guess Mo Xi's current situation by looking at these low-level soldiers, now that the enemy soldiers are coming to the city, they are still talking and laughing, and they don't look anxious at all.

Mo Lian suddenly felt a little sad, he had heard people talk about the strict management of the army when his father Prince Gong Mo Hantian was still alive, and what a beautiful Mo Xi's army was at that time, just the name could make the enemy fearful.

But how did such a good army become like this?

It seems that after more than 20 years, this seemingly luxurious and beautiful Mo Xi has long since decayed into an empty shelf, and only the shell as always is still weakly proving his old scenery to people.

He thought in his heart, it seems that this time he has to have a little more confidence in Xiliang, and that a bright future is just around the corner.

Now, it's just a tug-of-war, and whoever gets the first chance will win the war.

The first step he took to Yangcheng was to wait for the people sent by Musa to respond, Musaren was very prescient, and sent a lot of spies to Mo Xi earlier, but Mo Lian thought that Cui Xiaogongzi and Mo Yixiao were not fools, it was impossible for the two of them not to shoot spies to Xiliang, but who this spy was, he knew how much he did, but it was unknown.