"Yes, Miss, go this way."

"It's okay, the few people around me are noisy, and I really don't get used to it when it suddenly quiets down."

Gu Zi followed the queen for a long time, and immediately smiled: "The eldest lady likes this girl, that is her blessing, since the eldest lady likes it, why don't you let the wheat serve you in the next few days?" ”

Mo Dong'er thought for a moment and nodded: "Excellent." ”

The residence arranged by the queen for Mo Dong'er is called Fengxian Palace, although it is not next to Fengyi Palace, it is not far away.

Gu Zi, who sent Mo Dong'er back to the Wind String Palace, helped Wheat arrange it for Mo Dong'er, and gave a few words of advice to Wheat to take care of Miss Mo, and left.

Wheat sent away the millet, turned around and poured a cup of tea for Mo Dong'er: "Although the eldest lady can stay with peace of mind, the queen mother called the young lady into the palace, just to observe the young lady for a few days first and see what kind of person the young lady is." ”

By the way, let's also see if the eldest lady of Mofu can be used by her, Mo Dong'er couldn't help but glance at the wheat more, this is telling her the queen's original intention to keep her? But everyone knows this, and Mai mentioned her so much, presumably because she was afraid that she would fall into some trap of the queen's mother, lest the queen take her to threaten her master.

Well, this kind of thinking of putting her own master first everywhere, Mo Dong'er thinks she can understand.

Mo Dong'er sat down and took out a white handkerchief, "Grind." ”

Wheat didn't get a response from Mo Dong'er, and he didn't say much: "Yes." ”

The room fell silent.

Mo Dong'er felt that there were not many words at all, even the Yan family brothers did not talk much, and the Nine Princes even said little! How does this big family get along? Could it be that you talk with your eyes on weekdays?

In the battlefield camp, the Nine Princes made a look, and the soldiers immediately understood, and simply responded: "Yes." ”

When killing the enemy in battle, the enemy was frantically beating drums and shouting, and the eyes of the Nine Princes were flying like their eyes were cramping?

The picture was slightly weird, Mo Dong'er didn't dare to think about it, and quickly moved her attention back to the handkerchief in front of her.

Mai felt that although this Miss Mo was expressionless, she looked a little ...... Uncanny?

"Wheat."

"What do you command?"

Mo Dong'er dried the ink on the handkerchief, carefully folded it and handed it to the wheat, "Send this to the bamboo girl in Mofu, hurry!" ”

"Yes."

Wheat took the handkerchief in Mo Dong'er's hand, respectfully blessed his body, and withdrew.

This square veil went around the palace, and the last person to send it to Zhu'er was Wen Bai.

Zhu'er took this white handkerchief and thanked Wen Bai, who smiled: "Miss Zhu'er doesn't have to be so polite. "After all, whether our grandfather can hold the beauty or not, we still need the help of the divine doctor Qingzhu.

The handwriting on the handkerchief is wanton, not much different from Mo Donger's style of not being able to spit out a few words on weekdays, and the handkerchief reads: Be careful tonight, if there is anything abnormal, exchange.

Zhu'er understands in seconds, this is Mo Cangqiong is going to do it.

Wen Bai saw that Zhu'er's face was not good, "Do you need help?" ”

"Thank you, Childe, you don't have to." Zhu'er raised the handkerchief in her hand: "My young lady has already given a way." ”

"The girl doesn't have to be polite, but tonight I'm afraid that the moon is dark and the wind is high, and it has been a little dark since I was a child, so I don't know if I can spend the night on any tree in Mofu." Wen Bai shook the folding fan and smiled: "The girl also knows that the people in the Nine Kings' Mansion are all few words, girl, please rest assured, you will never cause trouble to the girl in the future." ”

Zhu'er also smiled, Wen Bai, the military advisor next to the Nine Princes, was interesting, "Son, please." "Since people have a good intention, she will also suffer it, anyway, the favors she owes are all repaid by the young lady, Wen Bai is the person of the future uncle, and she can be regarded as half of her own family, she deserves it.

It's a big deal that one day someone is injured, so she just sends some expensive pills. Zhu'er frowned, as if he said that it was not good for people to be injured, so let's send some medicine to people another day.

The moon is dark and the wind is high at night, when people are killed and set on fire.

Mo Cangqiong really lived up to expectations, and led people quietly into the small broken courtyard.

There was really nothing to stop the two of them in this broken courtyard, and Mo Cangqiong took the black-clothed secret guard and entered the side room where Zhu'er was located unimpeded.

The black-clothed dark guard didn't think about it, he slashed with a knife, and for a while blood overflowed, and a thick bloody qi suddenly filled Mo Cangqiong's nasal cavity.

Mo Cangqiong almost wanted to be disgusted, yes, since the Northern Xinjiang God Killing War became famous, and the blood stained almost every inch of snow in the Northern Xinjiang, Mo Cangqiong could no longer smell blood. Whenever I smell it, my stomach turns over and I almost want to gause.

Mo Cangqiong knew that he would never be able to go to the battlefield again, so he returned to Beijing under the pretext of losing his wife, and worked peacefully in the capital for a few years.

A suppressed low cough came, recalling Mo Cangqiong's thoughts. It's just that this low cough is actually a man's voice!

Mo Cangqiong hurriedly lit the candle, and in the dim candlelight, a young man's face was extremely pale.

"Mo Nian? How are you? ”

Mo Nian opened his mouth, and before he could speak, a mouthful of blood gushed out.

Mo Cangqiong hurriedly retreated, and the black-clothed dark guard swung his knife and wanted to continue slashing at Mo Nian.

"Wait!" Mo Cangqiong suddenly whispered to stop the actions of the dark guard, and under the dim candlelight, Mo Cangqiong's face flickered: "Mo Nian, I'll give you a chance to make a name for yourself." ”

"Mo, what do you want?" The little boy opened his mouth again, and another mouthful of blood gushed out.

"I want you to go to the North."

Mo Nian was stunned for a moment.

Mo Cangqiong: "Northern Xinjiang has always been the world of the Nine Princes, and it is Northern Xinjiang that I want you to go to." ”

The little boy asked in a hoarse voice, "Are you going to help the Nine Princes?" ”

Mo Cangqiong: "No, you can't help the Nine Princes yet, but don't worry, I will secretly help you." ”

The little boy lowered his head, as if thinking.

Mo Cangqiong: "Your parents died when you were a child, and the village didn't take much care of you because of this, and even sold you to Mofu to be a footfoot because you were too young to do any farm work, although it was not a good errand, but it was also safe." But now, Mo Nian, you were pushed out to death by the people around the eldest lady! ”

Mo Cangqiong paused: "Mo Nian, I know what you want." ”

Mo Nian raised his head, and his eyes seemed to have lost color: "What do I want?" ”

"Power, money, fame. What you want is not to be deceived by anyone. Mo Nian, you shouldn't be trapped in this courtyard, be a subordinate for a lifetime, and even one day, you don't even know how you died. ”

"Can I do it?"

"You can, as long as you listen to me, you can."

"But I'm dying." Mo Nian pressed the wound on his waist, the blood had already seeped all over his hands, ticking down his fingers, and the ground under him had already been stained with blood.

"You're not going to die."