After Mo Xingjiu came out, the forgotten rafter took the door and watched the other party return to his indifferent look, and he stopped talking a little.

Mo Xingjiu glanced at him, high up, and said condescendingly: "Say whatever you want, don't be distracted." ”

Forget the rafters still didn't dare to speak, but Mo Xingjiu had already spoken, and he didn't dare to disobey: "My subordinates always feel that something is wrong with the other party, and the emperor ...... him."

Mo Xingjiu's face changed, and his eyes fell on his face with some ferocity: "In the future, you will not be responsible for the emperor's safety, let Huang Quan come over." ”

Mo Jili actually disappeared in front of him with a little eunuch, and Mo Xingjiu felt that he couldn't bear it when he thought about it.

Did he raise these people for white rice?

Just two unarmed, almost out of control.

Forget rafter weakly responded, just wanted to slap yourself in the mouth, let you talk so much nonsense, make you troublesome.

The power in his hand was to be given to Huang Quan, which really made him feel heartache.

But he was more worried that Mo Xingjiu was dissatisfied with him.

As the person who served Mo Xingjiu closely, Forget Rafter could see that Mo Xingjiu was a little special to Mo Jili.

It's just a little bit, but it's beyond the reach of others.

Just because others can't see it doesn't mean he doesn't know.

Just as he was about to say a few more reminders, he saw a white carrier pigeon flying over the glazed eaves, flying down in a circle, and landing on his wrist.

The rafter closed his mouth and silently retreated three paces behind him.

Mo Xingjiu took down the letter, read it and wrote it down in just a few breaths, and in the next second, the letter spontaneously combusted in his hand.

The carrier pigeon had already flown away when he took the letter, and it was empty, and if it weren't for the fact that there was still a cloud of fly ash in his palm, it would almost make people misunderstand that what he had just done was just an illusion.

Seeing Mo Xingjiu flip his hand again, the gray-black ashes spread out in the air, letting the cold air blow away, melodious and melodious, I don't know where it fell.

"Mobilize a team of men and horses, and give General Zhenyuan control to me."

Forget Rafter looked surprised.

Although he didn't mean to eavesdrop, Ji Li's complaints before still entered his ears, and looking at Mo Xingjiu's attitude, he was really worried about his master......

Could it be that you really want to be angry with the little emperor?

Forget the rafters feel that it is not impossible to do this.

It's just that he still can't think of it.

Where did the little emperor attract Mo Xingjiu, a puppet emperor, who else is not doing it? Maybe the next puppet emperor will be more well-behaved and won't think about running away.

has been with Mo Xingjiu for a long time, and he has long forgotten how to write the words "Great Rebellion".

He was thinking wildly, and suddenly felt a terrifying chill behind him, and when he looked up, it turned out to be Mo Xingjiu who turned his head and looked at him with a smile.

Forget about the rafters, quickly drive away several thoughts in your mind, and take the initiative to lead the team to set off after receiving the order.

The eyes of the master were unhappy and wanted to find someone to vent.

He didn't want to be the puff bag.

After all, when the master is angry, he will not leave any affection for others.

Thinking about it this way, it's okay to let Huang Quan come back to be responsible for the safety of the little emperor, at least when the master is angry, there can be someone to bear the master's anger with him.

Fortunately, there is a valid reason to leave at this time. As for the unlucky General Zhenyuan, I can only blame him for his bad life......