A begonia tree in the courtyard grows luxuriantly, and the warm leaves raise their hands to block the dazzling sunlight in front of them, and next spring will definitely be a beautiful sight of begonia beads.

"There is a lot of new green between the branches, and the little buds hide a few reds. cherish your heart and don't vomit lightly, and teach the peach and plum to make a spring breeze."

Mo Yan walked slowly in white clothes with a long sword in his hand, a handsome young man who was free and uninhibited back then, and now he is a calm, steady and responsible husband.

"That's a good verse, but who can really be alone."

Wen Ye looked up into the distance, Mo Yan knew that it was the direction of the palace, and it was a fact that she was the third princess that could not be changed, but if she wanted to stay away from right and wrong and stop caring about the affairs of the court, he had countless ways.

"If the third princess can let go of the past, I will give you a new life."

Mo Yan said softly and sincerely, Wen Ye turned his head to meet his eyes, she naturally believed him, in the future, Qin Huan would also want to give up everything and live in seclusion with him, but what does it look like for a good man to surround his wife all day long.

"Father-in-law's pill second brother still has to make it for two days, what are you?"

Wen Ye diverted the topic and moved her gaze to the long sword in Mo Yan's hand, recognizing at a glance that the sword spike she had woven herself tied to the hilt.

"Father is practicing swords in the courtyard, and I want to ask for a few tricks."

Mo Yan smiled faintly and raised the long sword in front of Wen Ye, Wen Ye raised his hand to play with the red sword spike, thinking that he would make a blue one for him again, which must be more worthy of his sword.

"Would you like to try it?"

Mo Yan said seriously, Wen Ye panicked and let go of the hand that was playing with the sword spike, his eyes were weak and innocent.

"No need, I'll just watch you practice."

Wen Ye remembered the last time Mo Yan taught him to dance the sword, and now he still has palpitations, especially his sentence: Don't pin your hopes on others. She has remembered it for a long time, and now she thinks about it, and she can still have a breath of anger in her heart.

"Then you're in for a treat!"

Mo Yan saw that she was unhappy and did not force it, so he immediately took two steps back, drew his sword and swung it. Picking and piercing the clouds, the momentum is like a rainbow, and a long sword in his hand is played quickly by him. Wen Ye could barely see the change in his moves. She suddenly remembered a saying in the rivers and lakes: The world's martial arts are only fast and unbreakable. No wonder Qingkong, as the young master of the Xiang family, is ashamed of himself in the face of Mo Yan, thinking that it is not the bad move but the speed of this shot.

Suddenly, Mo Yan reduced his strength and rushed behind her, Wen Ye couldn't dodge and was easily clamped by his neck, and the sharp blade of the long sword was close at hand. Wen Ye sensed that he was being held hostage, and subconsciously grabbed his right arm hard, separating the distance between the blade and his neck, and immediately reached out and pressed his thumb with his right hand, while curling her left elbow backwards and hitting him three inches below his ribs.

"Hum ......"

Mo Yan was hit in pain, and with a muffled snort, the long sword fell to the ground, and he covered his chest and bowed backwards.

"Mo Lang, are you okay?"

Wen Ye panicked instantly, and hurriedly ran over to support him, and was about to shout loudly, when Mo Yan raised his hand and hugged her into his arms. Wen Ye knew that he had been deceived, and his small mouth instantly pouted.

"I didn't expect you to learn, the third lady always surprises me."

Mo Yan kissed her forehead, he didn't really feel pain, he just didn't want her to worry, at the moment, it seemed that although his apprentice didn't have to work hard, but fortunately, he was smart and could learn it, and he was really surprised and gratified.

"It's not that you, the strict master, taught me well, but he was fierce to me that day, and the disciple didn't dare to do that."

Wen Ye stood on tiptoe and bit down hard at his slender neck, if she let him go so easily, she would not be the third princess of the tsundere.

"Is the third lady a dog?"

Mo Yan gently hugged her waist, his brows furrowed slightly, and he still had a smile on his face. Wen Ye was ruthless when he heard this, and bit extremely hard, even gnawing and wrapping it for a long time before relenting.

"Like strawberries!"

Wen Ye grinned, looking at the "little strawberry" he planted and was very satisfied, he wanted to give him another one, but he was gagged by a soft thing. Mo Yan let her go, and Wen Ye collapsed in his arms as always, panting heavily.

"Can't stand it now?"

The corners of Mo Yan's mouth hooked up a wicked smile, Wen Yefeng

His brows furrowed slightly, and he straightened up and pushed him away, his blushing little face tense.

"I'm not, but I know you're still there, the mark from last drunkenness!"

Wen Ye said and touched *** somewhere in front of him, Mo Yan laughed out loud, I didn't expect the little lady to hold a grudge, he really went too far that night, and he debated with her that it was not his.

"Yes, blame me, you go on!"

Mo Yan raised his hand and pulled the placket down, revealing his sultry collarbone, lowered his body and obediently stretched his neck over. Wen Ye couldn't hold back her laughter anymore, she really didn't expect her husband to be so shameless for her, and the dignified Chengyang Hou Shizi really became a prodigal in front of her. She strode forward and hugged Mo Yan tightly, leaning her face against his chest, smiling with a happy face.

"Your strawberries are not delicious, I'll have a freshly picked strawberry to feed you little gluttonous cat."

Wen Ye got out of his arms, and when he heard that there were strawberries to eat, his eyes lit up, Mo Yan straightened up and hugged Wen Ye's fragrant shoulder, and the two looked at each other sweetly, really wanting to stop time forever at this moment.

"That's nice!"

Mo Hou Ye stood not far away and looked at this pair of happy people, if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he really didn't know that his son was so considerate and dedicated, but it was as much as his love for Luo Yao when he was young. This time, he can finally relax and enjoy the joy of family, and he is looking forward to the days when the four generations will be in the same house in the future.

The sound of cicadas on a summer night frightened Chengyanghou's manager Li, who had grown older in recent years and his ears were not very good, and his sleep was not as good as before, so he didn't think much about putting on a long robe as usual, pushing the door out and singing a little song softly in the backyard.

"The hands are like soft wattles, the skin is like clotted fat, the collar is like a grub, the teeth are like a rhinoceros, the head of the mantis is like a moth eyebrows, the smile is clever, and the eyes are beautiful......

Several black-clothed men took advantage of the night to climb over the wall with long knives in their hands, and when Manager Li realized that something was wrong, the blade had already hit his face.

"Old man, where is your master?"

Manager Li was so frightened that his hands trembled uncontrollably, he knew that these people were not good, if he didn't say it, he was afraid that his life would be in danger, but he would never be able to do the thing of selling the lord to seek glory.

"Say it!"

The man in black roared angrily, obviously losing his patience, and when Mr. Li saw that he was angry and corrupted, he had calmed down, and now that he couldn't save himself, he could still try to delay time, and then said, "Where are you? The Marquis of Chengyang Mansion also dares to break in, so bold!"

"Shut up, you old ......."

A sharp arrow flew from the night and hit the throat of the man in black, a mouthful of blood spurted out and returned to the west, followed by three sharp arrows in unison, no matter how the man in black dodged those sharp arrows were like having eyes, and they were killed instantly by hitting their chests.

It wasn't until there was no sound that Mr. Li got up from the ground and looked in the direction where the arrow had come from, wanting to see who had rescued him and to express his gratitude in the future.

"Mr. Li, I'm here."

A man's voice came from behind Mr. Li, he couldn't believe it, there were still archers in this world who shot arrows upside down?

"Thank you Shaoxia for coming to the rescue!"

Manager Li turned around and knelt on the ground, and a young man in green clothes smiled brightly and strode forward to help him up.

"My own family, why are you so polite!"

"Ming'er?"

Manager Li pulled the arm of the Ming guard and was pleasantly surprised, the young man in front of him was the Ming guard who had been away from Beijing for a long time, this kid had grown a lot taller, and his voice had become low, he really didn't recognize it at a glance.

"Aren't you in Cangzhou?"

"I've been back to Beijing a long time ago, but it's inconvenient to show up on a mission."

Ming Escort scratched his head, this is Mo Xiaohou's order that he dare not disobey, and he didn't even tell Liang Wenjin before leaving, and he didn't know if she would be angry with herself.

"Ming'er, you saved my Lao Li's life, and I will definitely eat and drink for you in the future."

Manager Li took a deep breath, still holding his arm and not letting go, the situation was too dangerous, and he still had palpitations.

"Haha, Uncle Li

Angry. The secret guard of the Mid-Mountain Pavilion has arrived, and I will go to the Mo Mansion to report it."

The Ming guard stepped back from the confinement of his arms, turned around and disappeared into the night. After a while, there were screams outside the courtyard wall, and Manager Li propped himself up and went back to the house, and the moment he closed the door, he could no longer support his butt and sat on the ground. Today's battle is not as small as in the past, it is really a white knife in and a red knife out, and I don't know which evil ghost Chengyang Houfu has offended.

"Little Marquis!"

Xiaochun knocked lightly on the door, Mo Yan put on his coat and went out, he knew everything when he saw the Ming guards in the courtyard, he didn't expect Qin Huan to move so fast, he was afraid that he would realize that the defeat of the war in Liangzhou had been decided, and he began to enter Beijing to counterattack the imperial city.

"Little Hou Ye, there are not many people who come to the Hou Mansion to attack at night tonight, but they are all dead soldiers who kill people without blinking, and they have all been dealt with, and they still have no living mouth as before, and they still committed suicide by taking poison."

Mo Yan sat in the courtyard and listened to the report of the Ming guard, his brows were tightly locked and he was silent for a long time, it seemed that Qin Huan was going to give it a go this time, and he would not give up if he didn't fight to break the net. , The war in Liangzhou has basically stabilized, Qiongzhou Youkun guards have been staring, Cangzhou's Ming Wang Ye has let Emperor Yan unload his troops, and he has been reduced to a commoner and imprisoned in the palace for life, and only Youzhou is Qin Huan's last entry point.

Youzhou is at the intersection of the wind and monsoon and the rainy season at this time, and the climate is complex and changeable, and it is easiest to hide his whereabouts, if Qin Huan really wants to bring troops into Beijing, it is the only choice. At present, there is an urgent need for manpower, and the clear sky can no longer be left alone, and the danger of his family and country is imminent, and he can't take care of too many children's private affairs.

"Send a message to clear the sky to Youzhou."

Xiaochun bit his lip embarrassedly, lowered his head and said, "The young master has already left for Beijing, and he can't resist Sister Wanzhao, so ......

Mo Yan immediately closed his eyes and rubbed his eyebrows, Bixiao is the most familiar with the capital and can't move, Qingtian has a disobedient lady to worry about, Xiaochun is Wen Ye's personal guard can't move, Ming'er is an archer and wants to stay by the side of the third lady to protect, so that he can go out to do things with peace of mind, and now it seems that there is really no one available......