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.

It's a pity that all three of them still lost, and the defeat was strange and natural.

This defeat is naturally the hearts of the people.

What happens if something like this happens when it comes to chaos?

Mo Lian's mind was a little confused, almost chaotic.

The most dangerous place is the safest place, this is a clear truth, but everyone knows it, but it is not so easy to do.

The eighth prince Mo Yixiao, the youngest son of the Cui family, Cui Yunfeng, which one is an idle person?

However, if you really want to talk about Xiliang, there are no dwarves on the side of Xiliang, Tian Khan Shuhai, the Turkic crown prince Tomuré, as well as Mu Saren and the deputy marshal Hanxi, who are the overseers.

The men of the Western Regions are naturally warlike, so Mo Lian never doubted Tomure's ability to lead the troops into battle, not to mention that there was Shuhai behind them, the lord of Xiliang, who was known as the Heavenly Khan.

Even the princess Musaren is not to be underestimated, and the thoughtful little girl seems to be simple, but which one of the princesses who grew up in the palace is really scheming?

Unlike Mo Xi's side, Mo Lian's only worry is probably the cold of the young master of Xiliang.

His cousin is gentle and elegant, indeed a humble gentleman, but he is indeed not an emperor's talent, if you really want to talk about it, he may be a benevolent monarch, but it is not suitable for troubled times.

Mo Lian also muttered in his heart, his cousin has the blood of the royal families of Xiliang and Turkic, and he is a real man from the Western Regions, why would he develop a gentle and almost innocent temperament, but he is afraid that he is too well protected by his uncle and that hard-mouthed and soft-hearted little girl.

The flowers of the greenhouse, when he was born, he was long gone from the pain of war.

It can be said that everyone admires Nalan Ziting, and grows up innocent and beautiful in the nourishment of love, because there is such a brother who loves him so deeply.

This is no exception to Mo Lian herself, that wayward imp used to be fiercely jealous of him, but now that the national affairs of the Ice Country are complicated, the brothers who were inseparable in the past are long gone.

Perhaps compared to Nalan Ziting, his cousin's life is really comfortable, that is the only child of Xiliang Khan, who was born with the most noble identity, and his childhood sweetheart's cousin accompanied him all the way.

Even if the palace is chaotic, so what?

No matter how gloomy it is, there is always such a person to protect him, and the darkness is always far away from him, and it can be said that he can't see half a minute.

has the love of his parents and a little cousin to shelter him from the wind and rain, he is really happy.

It's so happy.

It's just like that person.

That Liu family's Dusk Song County Lord, heh, it's time to say that it's Princess Gong now.

Mo Lian shook her head, secretly sighed that she had no interest, and clearly told herself not to think about it, why bother to remember the things that had already passed, and make herself unhappy for no reason.

The most important thing now is to think about the current situation, Mo Xi and Xiliang had a battle many years ago, it was that battle that Xiliang was defeated miserably, and it was that war that made his parents know and fall in love.

A qiē all stems from that war.

It's all bad fate.

The war was fought in a hurry, and Emperor Moxi detained the Empress Xiliang at that time, so Xiliang was already a dwarf, and the Turks, who had been friends for generations, did not help for some reason.

But this time is different, not to mention that Mo Xi's power is not as good as it was back then, just talking about Xiliang and the Turkic coalition army, it can already be said to be the most perfect lineup.

But no matter what, this is a decisive battle, and this battle is a decisive one.

This war has given people not only a growth, but also a lot of devastation.

Now Mo Lian's identity is not the same as before, not that he has become a prince and has a title, but that he has a sense of worrying about his children as a father.

If you don't have a family, you don't know that rice, oil, and salt are expensive, and if you don't raise children, you don't know your parents' kindness.

From the moment he knew that the two children were in his own body, his state of mind had quietly changed, and the weight of life was far more important than anything else.

Nalan Ziting once told him, he said, "Brother Mo Lian, do you hate Cousin Mo Han? ”

Hate? Love?

If you don't love, how can you hate?

How did he answer at the time?

It's nothing more than a faint smile, gentle and lonely.

"Hate."

He said that word so firmly.

How not to hate? How not to hate?!

Mo Han had a deep affection for him back then, and even accelerated the chaotic death with Mo Yixiao, he hurt him, insulted him, and trampled on him.

How not to hate, and how not to hate?

"Then why did you give birth to him? If you hate him, he will be your enemy. Would you really love it? If you don't love you, why should you give birth to him, the child who is destined not to be loved should be strangled in the beginning. ”

Ten-year-old Nalan Ziting, who grew up in the love of his brother, loves and hates, loves and hates, sorrows and joys are so distinct, so intense, and the fire will burn people if it is too close.

"Because he's my child."

Mo Lian's words were so light.

There are thousands of mistakes, even how much I hate him, there is a premise, they are my children.

Especially his cousin, Mo Lian knew that the purpose of his uncle to let Cousin Han Xi come to Yangcheng this time was for the trial.

Indeed, this cousin who grew up in the palace is afraid that he is not as deep as his thoughts.

Growing up in Prince Gong's Mansion since he was a child, what he learned is to look at people's faces and do things with eyes, which is what a subordinate should do.

As for Yicui Building, there are thousands of eyes staring at him in the building, although he is protected by Mo Yixiao and Mo Yixiao, but he always has to learn to deal with it alone.

Yes, learn to grow up alone.

When he was in Prince Gong's mansion, he was just a dull baby who didn't like to talk and didn't smile, but he didn't say anything in Yicui Building, but he should do it, practice dancing, literacy, reading, and dealing with people and even guests in the building, Mo Lian is no longer the original Mo Lian.

But the cold is still the same cold as at the beginning, with warm eyebrows and eyes, and he is still a handsome young man when he first met.

But "My name is Ming'er, what's your name?" ”

The cyan dance clothes fluttered, like the lightness of the first bloom of a lotus flower.

The first dancer of the year was there, and Mo Han looked at him, watching him spin tirelessly in circles and circles.

Reaching out to grab his cyan sleeve, he found that the person in front of him was flying away like smoke.

There was no moment of consciousness clearer than now, it turned out that the qiē in front of him was just a dream, but it was precisely because it was a dream that he indulged himself to chase and retain.

The dancing posture is like butterfly wings, and the smile is brighter than the spring flower.

I hadn't seen that person for many years, and I don't think he had ever smiled so happily at a moment.

The moment he woke up from the dream, Mo Han's heart was stunned, and the woman next to him was sleeping soundly. This is the treasure he has held in the palm of his hand for many years, and it is the love he has doted on the tip of his heart.