In the palace of King Fu in the Imperial City of the Western Night.

Although the people in the mansion still act as usual, the whole atmosphere is still full of solemnity.

In a remote courtyard, a man in an ink-colored robe is holding a book and reading it carefully, with a cup of steaming tea in front of him.

The fragrance of tea, the bright sunshine, all this seems to be so leisurely.

The man's eyebrows and eyes are picturesque, his skin is white and white like snow, if it is a woman, he will definitely fall in love with the country, but even so, he is full of a man's slight domineering and majesty, he is the first day of the West Night, the prince of Fuwang, Li Mochen, a person who can be compared with Zhaoming.

"Wow"

A small insect fell on the table for some reason, Li Mochen put away the book and gently brushed the small insect away with his hand, but did not hurt it, he didn't expect that the legend of the Western Night Military World would have such a kind side.

"The Son"

A boy in Tsing Yi walked over from outside the courtyard and saluted Li Mochen.

"What's the matter?"

Li Mochen just frowned, and the atmosphere in the entire courtyard instantly became heavy, and it seemed that he didn't like to be disturbed at this time.

"The fourth prince of Wen came to visit"

The boy in Tsing Yi has been with Li Mochen for many years, but he still can't bear the pressure on him, and he is a little afraid for a while.

"Wen Chaozhuo"

Li Mochen put the book aside, there was some thought in his eyes, he knew that Wen Chaozhuo appeared at this time definitely to find out the dynamics of the palace.

"Invite Him In"

Li Mochen knew that he must not offend the Wen family at this time, so he still decided to summon Wen Chaozhuo.

The boy immediately exited the courtyard after receiving the order.

Li Mochen picked up the teacup and took a sip slowly, it was elegant and pure, although this tea was good, it was still a little hot.

"Meet the Son"

As soon as Wen Chaozhuo came in, he immediately saluted Li Mochen, he knew that Li Mochen had always been extremely polite, but he didn't want to arouse his disgust.

"You may be seated"

Li Mochen stretched out his hand and pointed to the stool beside him.

Wen Chaozhuo walked nervously beside Li Mochen, facing the first day of the West Night, even he was a little restrained.

"I didn't expect you to come over at this time?"

Li Mochen said honestly, in his plan, the Chinese family should choose Mingzhe to protect himself, and should not appear here so suddenly at this time.

"It was my father who asked me to come and visit the son"

Wen Chaozhuo's eyes were a little dodgy when he looked at Li Mochen, he knew that what Li Mochen was best at was attacking the heart. The control of human psychology is unparalleled in the world.

"Looks like he wants to know what we're doing, that's why he sent you."

Li Mochen directly guessed Wen Yue's thoughts, but he was not dissatisfied with this point, if Wen Yue didn't even have this thought, then he would not be suitable to continue to lead the Wen family. What surprised him was why Wen Yue wanted Wen Chaozhuo to come over, although they had a good personal relationship, but at this time, even if the Wen family wanted to send someone, it should be the future head of the family, thinking of this, Li Mochen turned his gaze to Wen Chaozhuo, he already knew what Wen Yue really meant.

"My father asked me about my solution to this matter"

Wen Chaozhuo still decided to tell Li Mochen everything about himself.

"Sitting on the sidelines is your best option right now"

Li Mochen directly guessed the choice of Wen Chaozhuo and the Wen family, and he didn't have to think too much about this to understand.

"But then I won't be able to help the son"

What worries Wen Chaozhuo is this matter, although he chose neutrality for the sake of the Wen family, but this is not a good thing for Li Mochen.

A smile rose at the corner of Li Mochen's mouth, and the leaves blown by the autumn wind just swept in front of him.

"I'm waiting for my father's decision now, and if he decides, then I can take it off for him, even if it's the moon in the sky."

Li Mochen has actually been living for his father since he was a child, and he has always tried his best to do it as long as King Fu needs him, he doesn't like the military, he doesn't like war, he doesn't like blood and death, but as long as his father gives an order, he can become a god of war, and conquer the city for the west and the night.

"As for the Wen family, as long as they stabilize the security of the imperial city, don't let those forces find out about the specific situation now."

What really worries Li Mochen is Zhaoming of Daqi, this person who is known as a peerless genius will definitely not waste this opportunity, once he knows the specific situation, it will be a disaster for the entire West Night, he knows that Zhaoming has been waiting for an opportunity for revenge, and now is the best time.

"Is the prince worried about Daqi?"

Wen Chaozhuo naturally understood Zhaoming's horror, this sick Prince of Great Qi was recognized as the number one genius in the world, and even Li Mochen was gloomy in front of him.

"Not only Daqi, but also the forces and grasslands of Jiangwang in the Northern Regions, Jiangwang seems to have reached an agreement with the grassland over the years, the strength of both sides has developed rapidly, they should also send people over"

Li Mochen naturally did not ignore Jiang Wang and the forces on the grassland, although they didn't want to be as difficult as Zhaoming, but sometimes it was these forces that would affect the whole situation.

"I'm going to put these people under full surveillance"

Wen Chaozhuo knew that even if he found these people, he couldn't do it at will, what he could do was to make it difficult for these people to get access to the real news.

Li Mochen picked up the teacup on the table at some point in his hand, spun it slowly, and a wave of anger was released from his body.

"Bang".

Li Mochen crushed the teacup directly, and his sharp eyes looked at Wen Chaozhuo.

"Remember, the more ordinary the person, the more likely it is to be fatal"

Li Mochen knew that now was the most dangerous time for the West Night, and he had to ensure that his father stabilized the overall situation before he decided.

"Yes"

Wen Chaozhuo saw that Li Mochen's sharp eyes also became serious, he also knew that the West Night was very dangerous at this time, whether it was for Li Mochen or not, as a subject of the West Night, he must also protect his country.

At dusk, the sun is orange-red, and the clouds on the horizon are dyed beautifully, and the hearts of those who see it itch.

Lin Xuan and Wei Yan finally rushed to the imperial city of the West Night with Ma Fengchen in tow, in order to disguise themselves, their current identity is a merchant who sells goods.

Lin Xuan's eyes were a little tired, there was no way to rush with such a high intensity, even he could not support it.

"Childe has already arranged a place for us to live"

Wei Yan walked beside Lin Xuan and whispered, here he naturally can't say the name of King Lin at will.

Lin Xuan hesitated for a moment and nodded at Wei Yan, it is easier to rely on everyone here than to do things alone.

Seeing Lin Xuan agree, Wei Yan immediately took him to the agreed place.

As soon as Lin Xuan left, a familiar figure walked in, this person was Hao Shiyi, who had not been seen for many days, and Liu Yu followed him in rags.

Unexpectedly, several of them came to a place again.

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