Then Meng Yi got up slowly: "It's not early, I'll continue to go back to the room to rest, it's better to go on the road with you tomorrow." ”

When he left, the little civet cat pursed his lips and said, "Brother Mo, let's leave now, take the opportunity to get rid of him!" ”

Mo Shaozhi shook his head, neither salty nor light: "There's no need!" We don't have a problem with him! What he wants to find is the night sun, and what we want to find is the high blue ......."

The little tanuki's eyes widened, and he took a sharp breath and said, "Isn't the night sun already ......?"

Bai Qingli sat there with his hands on his chest, lowered his eyes slightly and sighed: "Perhaps, he still has a trace of expectation in his heart." Just like us. ”

Listening to his nihilistic tone, Mo Shaozhi suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of depression, Xu was empathetic to Meng Yi, and said softly: "Yes, I can understand his current mood......

His gaze faded to the end of his intonation.

After a moment, Mo Shaozhi suddenly raised his head and seemed to divert his thoughts: "This ...... Why did the emperor suddenly invite people from Xiyingzhou to attend the Empress Dowager's birthday banquet? Haven't the two countries never interacted with each other? ”

Bai Qingqing shook his head, obviously he had also thought about this question: "Brother Huang's thoughts, I don't have the ability to speculate. ”

Zhong Ling stretched her waist, looked upstairs, and said, "Then it's better for us to settle down here tonight, get a good night's sleep, and go on the road tomorrow." ”

Mo Shaozhi nodded, and said one word briefly and neatly: "Hmm." ”

Meng Yi returned to the inn room, exhausted and fell heavily on the bed, but there was no trace of sleep.

In a moment, he rolled over and lay on his back on the bed, with a pair of bright and eager eyes......

He was the base camp on the border between the two countries, and when he handed over, he casually asked Mo Shaozhi about them, and when he heard the changes before and after Mo Shaozhi from the guards, he suddenly felt a little strange in his heart.

Is Gao Lan okay......

Meng Yi immediately had a huge thought.

Therefore, Mo Shaozhi has gone from being half-dead to full of vitality again! If so, Gao Lan is fine, then the monk ......

Meng Yi's heart began to flutter and he didn't dare to think about it, he was afraid of both disappointment and fear that it was true...... He was so anxious that he ran out of the night without even chasing them, and did not even bring his attendants with him.

After Meng Yi finished thinking about it, his eyes closed, and a tear overflowed from the corner of his eye.

thought that everything was over and everything was settled, but at the moment when he judged that there was still hope, he rushed over so daringly,

Monk!

Why are you!

Why are you!

Meng Yi clenched his fists and tore his heart out.

Early in the morning, the five of them sat in the hall and ate breakfast.

As soon as the little civet cat raised his eyes, he saw the person walking down the stairs over there, and then he said, "He's down!" ”

Only then did everyone turn their heads to look.

Meng Yi went downstairs and walked towards them, staring at them.

Then he kicked the chair with his foot, leaving a gap, and sat down.

Seeing that there were oil cakes on the table, he picked up one directly: "You guys are really early!" ”

Chewing the cake in his mouth, he saw that Zhong Ling next to him had eaten early, supported himself with one hand, and looked at Bai Qingqing next to him with a slanted smile.

Meng Yi picked up the bowl and got up and scooped up a bowl of porridge: "I said General Zhong, you abuse dogs early in the morning!" ”

The little civet cat will be concerned, and can't help but look at Zhong Ling's side, seeing his peach blossom face, he can't help laughing: "It's not that you're not used to it, we are all used to it, and we are familiar with it." ”

Meng Yi took a sip of porridge and said while chewing: "Ao, so that's the case, then I'll try my best to get used to it." ”

After a while, Meng Yi's tone became a little lighter, as if he involuntarily muttered in a low voice: "However, I am really envious......

After speaking, he took a sip of porridge.

Mo Shaozhi, who was sitting next to him, heard this, and the action of chewing food in his mouth gradually stopped.

He hung his head and looked at him like a star: yes, he was really envious......

At that time, there were so many days of getting along day and night, if I could be like Zhong Ling, casual and frank, maybe everything would not end up like this.

Don't catch when you should catch it, don't cherish it when you should cherish it, and now ...... Alas! Mo Shaozhi, Mo Shaozhi, you are really useless.

After thinking about it, Mo Shaozhi frowned, and the soft round steamed bun in his hand had been crumpled into a sturdy strip.

Meng Yi took a bite of pickles, glanced at the steamed buns in his hand, seemed to understand the thoughts of the people around him, and quipped: "Mo Shaozhi, I like to eat steamed buns like this......"

Mo Shaozhi came back to his senses at this time, looked at the steamed buns that had been deformed by himself in the palm of his hand, and hurriedly let go of the clenched palm and quickly sent the steamed bun into his mouth.

After a while, Mo Shaozhi hesitated in his heart for a while, sighed, and said gently: "Second prince, I will ask you about personal ...... below."

When his words fell, the other people on the table seemed to be stunned for an instant, they understood and knew who the person Mo Shaozhi was talking about.

Only Meng Yi understated it and replied casually: "Who? ”

Mo Shaozhi put down his chopsticks, slowly picked up the tea on his right hand, raised it to his mouth, and his voice trembled slightly: "Xue Biliang ......"

When Meng Yi heard that name, he was stunned: Speaking of this Xue Biliang, he really hasn't seen her for a long time, and the last time he sent someone to find her, he didn't succeed, how could Mo Shaozhi suddenly mention it now?

His expression was hazy, he blinked his eyes and asked, "Why are you asking her?" ”

Seeing that Mo Shaozhi didn't want to answer what he meant, Meng Yi

Then he smiled faintly, put down his chopsticks, and leaned back: "Do you want to have a good talk?" If you want to talk, you can leave behind the prince, the identity of the general, we are friends at the same table, then I can talk about the person you want to talk about. ”

Meng Yi is still more cautious and excludes unnecessary troubles first.

Bai Qingqing's face over there was gloomy, and he was categorical: "There are no generals here, Lord Wang!" ”

Meng Yi glanced at his expression, understood, and smiled slightly: "I admit that before, I used the identity of Jiaoyuerong to often mix with you here, needless to say, you also understand." Xue Biliang was sent by me to conquer Divine Doctor Mo! It's a pity, Doctor Mo, her heart is stronger than a stone, and it is too difficult to shake the tree, so she failed! ”

Mo Shaozhi's hand holding the teacup trembled a little: "What I want to ask is not this ......"

Seeing that both of them were grinding and chirping Tai Chi, the little civet couldn't help but blurt out: "We want to know her previous experience, what kind of girl is she......"

Meng Yi's expression moved, and he couldn't help but be a little curious to interpret the little civet's words......

He looked at the eagerness on the faces of everyone present, and after a while, he raised his eyebrows: "Come to think of it, the person who generally wants to understand the other party's background is interested in her, looking at your eyes is not only interested but also liked?" ”