"Oh yes." Mo Li nodded, "I wasn't afraid that I wouldn't remember anything before, and I wouldn't get along well with the Mo family." ”

"Definitely." Mu Qingyun shook the folding fan sourly, "It's all my own family, there's nothing difficult to get along with." If it really doesn't go well, then let Achu come to the door to propose marriage earlier, as soon as the two of you get married, won't you be able to move out of the Mo family naturally? By the way, take another dowry from the Mo family, Xiao Lili, what do you think? ”

Mo Li had a black line: "It's not good, it seems that I went specifically to cheat money." ”

"Gee, that's about what it means. In short, there is nothing to worry about. ”

"It's also huh! Things work themselves out. Mu Gongzi, drink tea! Mo Li frowned and enthusiastically added tea to Mu Qingyun's cup.

Since you can't run away from it, it's better to face it bravely. Mo Li was originally an optimistic and open-minded person, but now that he wants to open it, he thinks it's not a big deal.

Before the convoy of the minister Mo Jinhua arrived at the jurisdiction of the Western Daying, Murong Chu received the news that he personally led people to meet him fifty miles away, which made the officers and soldiers of the whole battalion puzzled. What is the origin of this Lord Mo, General Murong personally greeted him, and he greeted him fifty miles away. You must know that when Zhong Hanchi, the king of Jin, entered Ding'an City, he just went to the city gate to pick him up.

Mo Jinhua was finally embraced into the West Camp after noon, and Mo Li hid behind a camp tent and watched from a distance as a man in a navy blue official uniform in the crowd was chatting and laughing with Murong Chu towards the Chinese army's tent.

The man was very tall, almost about the same as Murong Chu, but his body was slightly thin. The face is fairer like most literati, with a straight nose, slightly thin lips, and sword eyebrows inserted obliquely into the sideburns, because the skin is white, and the angular facial features look a little more delicate, and the conversation and laughter are full of elegance.

Mo Li just glanced at the man from the side, and felt a kind and familiar feeling arise spontaneously, the root of his nose couldn't help but sour, and his eyes turned red.

"What, I'm excited to see my eldest brother?" Mu Qingyun stood beside her with her shoulders around at some point.

Mo Li raised his hand and wiped the corners of his eyes: "Didn't you go with you to meet Qincha?" ”

Mu Qingyun shrugged his shoulders: "Lord Qincha wants to read the holy decree, and idle people like me naturally have to avoid it." ”

"Alas...... I don't know what is written in the decree. Mo Li leaned against a wooden shelf next to him and sighed.

thought that Murong Chu would always accompany Mo Jinhua, but before an hour came, he sent someone to call Mo Li back to the big tent.

After the people on the left and right retreated, Mo Li couldn't wait to ask, "Is it really calling you back to Beijing?" ”

Murong Chu nodded, and Mo Li suddenly drooped his shoulders, and it seemed that there was no room for maneuver.

"Don't want to know anything else?" Murong Chu saw her lack of interest, and raised his eyebrows and asked.

Mo Li cheered up and made a deferential look.

Murong Chu said: "The emperor wants to canonize me as the general of the Zhenguo from Yipin, and after returning to Beijing, he will hold a canonization ceremony on a certain day." ”

"Oh!?" Mo Li immediately clenched his fists, "Congratulations to the general." ”

Murong Chu snorted slightly: "Li'er, now in the barracks, I don't care about you, and if you leave the barracks in the future, you are not allowed to call me Lord again." ”

"What's that called? Murong Chu? Achu? ”

"Either way. It would be better if you called Fujun. ”

Mo Li's face turned red, and he said shyly: "General, you are becoming more and more improper, do you know?" ”

Murong Chu laughed heartily and asked rhetorically: "How can it be improper, Li'er has to call me husband sooner or later, isn't it?" ”

"Seriously, did Qin Cha tell you anything?" Mo Li asked apprehensively.

Murong Chu restrained his smile: "Li'er, this is exactly what I want to tell you." Jinhua took the initiative to ask for help this time, and he really wanted to take the opportunity to find you. He said that when he met bandits on the road that day, you and your grandmother rolled down the cliff and disappeared from there. After the incident, he sent people to search for him many times without success, so he wanted to come to find out the news in person. Jinhua said that Mrs. Mo fell ill because of this incident and has not yet recovered. Li'er ......"

"Did you tell him I was here?"

"Nope. He wants me to help him find you. I'll have to hear what you mean before I get back to him. ”

Mo Li lowered her eyes, and when she heard that Mo Jinxi's mother was sick, her eyes couldn't help but be strained, and this kind of heart-wrenching feeling was like hearing that her mother was sick. Could it be that this is the reaction of the original owner reflected in himself?

"Li'er," Murong Chu pressed her shoulders, "and it can be seen from Jinhua's tone that he firmly believes that you are still alive and is eager to find you. ”

Mo Li pondered for a moment, and finally nodded, since he occupied Mo Jinxi's body, he would do his filial piety for her.

Murong Chu raised the corners of his lips slightly: "Li'er, don't show up for the time being these days, I'll find an opportunity to explore Jinhua's tone first, and then decide when to arrange for you to meet him." ”

"Why?" Mo Li was puzzled, since he had already decided to meet, why did he have to probe first.

Murong Chu showed a secretive smile: "I have to make him feel that he owes me a big favor, and when I ask him in the future, he will naturally be inconvenient to embarrass me again." ”

"You...... Are you going to tell him about us? The corners of Mo Li's mouth twitched, no matter how she looked at it, she felt that Murong Chu was more like an old and cunning profiteer at this time.

"No, I can't say that yet. After all, the two of us have no media and no evidence now, although the Jinhua people are not pedantic, but they will inevitably be swayed by the world, in case he puts a hat on us to teach and receive privately, then the rest of the matter will not be easy to do. ”

"Well, I think it's better not to say it yet. After all, I've been missing for so long, and it's not nice to take a man home as soon as I show up. Mo Li breathed a sigh of relief.

"Li'er don't worry, I'll arrange everything."

In the evening, Murong Chu set up a banquet to entertain Qincha, Mo Li was naturally inconvenient to participate, and she didn't dare to go out casually, so after dinner, she read a book alone in the big tent, saying that she was reading a book, but in fact, most of the time she was looking at the book in a daze, and she didn't even turn two pages in one night. It wasn't until the time of the lantern that Fifteen came to spread the word that Murong Chu had arranged a place for her to live and asked her to move over immediately.

Mo Li didn't ask anything, simply packed up his things and moved to a camp tent less than a zhang away from Murong Chu's big tent. The tent is not big, but everything in it is readily available, it doesn't seem to be prepared temporarily, and it can be seen that Murong Chu has also put some thought into it.

In the next few days, Mo Li hardly went out of the tent, and after dinner that day, he felt bored in the tent, and heard the voice of fifteen coming from outside: "Master Mo, the master has something to ask to see." ”

It's the first time that Murong Chu has made people so serious, could it be that Mo Jinhua also came along? Mo Li suddenly felt nervous, she took a few deep breaths, and said in a calm voice as much as possible, "Please come in, Lord General." ”