In an instant, King Ningjun's whole person was like a lightning strike, standing in place in a daze. His eyes reflected Hua Qingmo's beautiful and delicate face, and the gentle and elegant smile was like a sharp needle, piercing his heart again and again, bleeding painfully, but powerless to stop it.

Hua Qingmo is right, no matter what reason she has, killing is killing, this is a fact that will not change.

Seeing that King Ningjun was silent, Hua Qingmo did not make much difficulty. She walked back to Bai Zixiao's side, grabbed his arm, and said softly, "Let's go back!" ”

The two were about to leave, when Night Breeze suddenly walked in front of them.

"Lord Xiangguo, what's the matter?" Hua Qingmo was very polite to Ye Fuhui, after all, this person was much better than people like King Ning in her eyes.

"Nine thousand years old, the emperor just said that he will set out tomorrow to conquer King Situ Xin of Liang, and he will pack up when he goes back at night when he is nine thousand years old, so as not to delay the itinerary of the army, and he will naturally be ready to go back tonight, and he will definitely not delay nine thousand years old." Ye Fuhui's words sounded a little rude, but there was no disrespect in his tone and demeanor. On the contrary, when the Night Whisk Emblem faced Bai Zixiao at this moment, there was a trace of respect in his eyes.

"Xiangguo will lead the army with the king of the west tomorrow, and the governor will arrive in the army later, and the night phase country and the king of the west will go to camp first and wait for the lord of the governor." Bai Zixiao glanced at Ye Fuhui extremely coldly, and his voice was extremely indifferent.

Hearing this, a trace of surprise first appeared on Ye Fuhui's face, and then an indescribable anger shrouded him. He clenched his fists, held back the anger in his heart, and his voice gradually became cold: "The emperor has a decree, nine thousand years old is the governor of the rebellion of King Liang this time, and the prime minister and the king of the West are all accompanying the army to assist nine thousand years old, nine thousand years old treats hundreds of thousands of troops like nothing, isn't it because it's funny?" ”

"Xiangguo, are you qualified to ask about the affairs of this governor? If you are in your position, you can only manage what you can manage, and if you are too self-righteous, you will still make jokes. Looking at Ye Fuhui's righteous and awe-inspiring face, Bai Zixiao just smiled indifferently, and his eyes were full of gloom.

When Bai Zixiao said this, Ye Fuhui's face froze, and when he wanted to speak again, Bai Zixiao had already pulled Hua Qingmo past him, and his wanton and indifferent posture made Ye Fuhui feel a trace of coldness.

Is it really a good thing for a person who doesn't put the world in his eyes to let him reach such a high position?

At the same time, Hua Qingmo couldn't help but turn her head and glanced at the depressed and lonely back of the night breeze, I don't know if it was her hallucination, today's Lord Xiangguo and her first contact in the Ningjun Palace, she would look too old and powerless.

Then, Hua Qingmo looked up at the white purple flute beside him, under the double light of the moonlight and the palace lamp, his face was more cold and bewitching than ever.

"Zi Xiao, Ye Xiangguo is not only an important minister in the court, but also a courtier dedicated to the benefit of the people, aren't you going to keep him in the future?" Hua Qingmo opened her mouth lightly, and there was a deep meaning in her words. If Bai Zixiao gets Situ Xuan's country, some of the ministers of the DPRK and China will inevitably be the same as before, and if they can keep the Night Breeze Emblem for their own service, it will be a good thing.

Hearing Hua Qingmo's words, Bai Zixiao stopped, turned sideways to face Hua Qingmo, and stared at her slightly. The dark eyes are like a bottomless whirlpool, encompassing the vast and infinite depth of heaven and earth. He raised his hand and gently picked up a strand of hair hanging from Hua Qingmo's chest, and his fingers slowly twisted around, casual and soothing.

Then, he pinned his hair behind Hua Qingmo's ears, and his fingers slowly held Hua Qingmo's ear chakra down, sliding over her cheeks until they landed on her shoulders.

The coolness in Bai Zixiao's hand was clearly felt through the clothes in time, and Hua Qingmo could clearly feel it. She looked sideways at the hand on her shoulder, wanting to speak, but she didn't know what to say at the moment.

"Mo'er, do you want to stay in the night country?" Bai Zixiao asked her out loud, the corners of her lips gradually raised, and there was an indescribable profundity in her smile.

"Some! After all, around us bad guys, there must always be some good people who won't be bored. Hua Qingmo nodded, her voice sounding full of well-behaved.

"That's right." Bai Zixiao seemed to agree with Hua Qingmo's words, but he still had a very meaningful smile on his face. "If Mo'er wants to keep the Night Phase, he will work his own, and if he is willing to follow the Governor, the Governor will give him greater rights than he has now. Doesn't he like to ask for the people's lives and bless the people? This doy gave him more opportunities to bless the people. ”

Hearing this, Hua Qingmo unconsciously attached her hand to Bai Zixiao's hand, and there was a hint of expectation in her picturesque and delicate eyebrows. She stared at Bai Zixiao, and there was a bright brilliance in her dark eyes like the stars in the night sky: "Nine thousand years old means Yimo'er?" ”

"Naturally, whoever you like to keep, this governor will keep, and whoever you want to die, this governor will kill." After Bai Zixiao finished speaking, he took Hua Qingmo's hand and continued to move forward.

Hua Qingmo was behind him, and he could just see the dragon pattern embroidered on his golden cloak. The dragon on it has four claws, and it is a python. But maybe in a few days, it is very likely that the embroidery on it will be a five-clawed real dragon.

It's just that at that time, what kind of situation will become, and now Hua Qingmo can't imagine it at all.

"By the way, Zixiao, why do you want to go to the army later?" Hua Qingmo didn't think about it anymore, just asked Bai Zixiao very casually.

As soon as she heard this, Bai Zixiao turned her head to look at her, and the smile on the corner of her lips was extremely demonic for some reason. "Mo'er, you won't forget what day it will be in the next few days, will you?"

"I think I forgot." Hua Qingmo replied very honestly, and then asked, "What day is it?" ”

"The Doge has forgotten too." Bai Zixiao no longer looked at Hua Qingmo, but kept moving forward.

Hua Qingmo knew that Bai Zixiao was lying to herself, and she suddenly didn't know what to say. Then she thought about it very suspiciously, but after all, she didn't think about what day it would be in a few days.

Back in the Nine Thousand Years Old Mansion, when she saw Mo Mo, Hua Qingmo remembered.

October 10 is Momo's birthday.

The next day, Bai Zixiao did not set off with the army as he said the night before, because of this matter, Situ Xuan sent someone to announce the ten holy decrees to Bai Zixiao, but he still did not move, just as a few days ago, accompanied Hua Qingmo and Mo Mo, played chess with Hua Qingmo, and discussed the twists and turns and the art of war with her.

As for the ten holy decrees, they were all given to Mo Mo as toys, and she liked this new toy very much.

At the same time, the news of the three-way campaign against the Situ Xin rebels soon spread. After Situ Xin and the others learned of this news, they did not hurry up the time to attack the city in front of them, but stationed in the same place, rested well, and prepared to meet the army of the imperial court.

Both sides are well aware that this battle, although it is fought in three ways, is the most important one. After the First World War, it became clear who lost and who won.

Lin'an City is about 200 miles away from the Ganges River, and the army marched for three days and set up camp about 20 miles away from Situ Xin's army.

In the large camp, Ye Fuhui, Ye Zhen, Situ Heng and more than a dozen generals sat on both sides to discuss the enemy situation, but the place at the top that should be the position of the Grand Lieutenant was empty.

"Father, Lord Xi, Yezhen thinks it's better for us to find out something before the nine thousand years old?" In the night breeze emblem and the generals discussed whether they should send troops immediately, attacking Situ Xin was caught off guard in time, and Yezhen, who had been silent on the side, suddenly spoke.

"What Xiangguo Gongzi said is the matter of Liang Wangye's grain and grass?" When Situ Heng heard Yezhen's words, his beautiful face seemed to be covered with dark clouds, and he was solemn. He also thought about this matter after hearing about King Liang's rebellion, Liang Wangye's fief was not a place rich in grain, and several other cities that responded to Liang Wangye were not a place with enough food, so the grain and grass of their army must be secretly supported by someone.

So, who is secretly helping King Liang?

You must know that the people who can support the 1.5 million army of food and grass must not be ordinary people. If they could persuade that person to withdraw the supply of grain and grass to King Liang, then their chances of winning this battle would be much higher.

"What the prince of the West said is exactly that the three armies have not moved, and the grain and grass go first. The importance of this grain and grass to the army is like a sword in the heart, if we can insert a sword in the heart of King Liang, then this battle will be much easier. ”

Yezhen's words made Yefu Hui fall into deep thought, and he didn't say a word, looking at the top of the tent. After a long time, he slowly spoke: "Zhen'er, although your words are reasonable, but since that person dares to help King Liang, he must have the intention of confronting the imperial court, and it is extremely difficult to dissuade him, and if he wants to find that person, he will inevitably not be able to do it for a while, so it is better to waste time here, it is better to fight with King Liang openly, so that he can no longer slaughter the people with the scourge of war." ”

Although there was no scene of war prolonging along the way, Situ Xin's body must have been a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, hell on earth. As the prime minister of the Chinese Dynasty, he must be the master of the people and put the people first.

Ye Fuhui's words have their own truth, but Ye Zhen is a little uneasy in his heart. He always believed that finding people who supported King Liang's grain and grass was the key to winning this battle.

Subsequently, Ye Fuhui talked about the enemy situation with the generals in the army, and seemed to have forgotten what Ye Zhen said just now. About two hours later, when everyone was about to disperse, the sound of the soldiers saluting came from outside the door.

"See Nine Thousand Years Old, Nine Thousand Years Old Ten Thousand Blessings Jin'an!"

Hearing this, Ye Fuhui's face was a little surprised. But thinking about Bai Zixiao, he is an arbitrary person, anything can happen to him, and it is very likely that he will come to the barracks in advance.

Soon, the door of the tent was opened, and the first to enter were two men, one tall and one short, both dressed in black, wearing scimitars at their waists, with silver eagle wing masks on their faces, showing only their eyes and lips, and riding boots with daggers.

Such a costume made everyone in the camp stunned, and before they could react, a white figure slowly walked in, and when they saw the person's face, Ye Fuhui immediately stood up.

"Princess Xiao, why are you here? What about the 9,000-year-old? ”

"Zi Xiao said that he was going to a place first, just now he handed over the tiger talisman to Qing Mo outside, and asked Qing Mo to temporarily help him command the army, and now he is tired of Ye Xiangguo, the prince of the West and the generals to listen to Qing Mo's words and help Qing Mo pacify the rebellion of King Liang."