Why is Wu Jin here?

Mo Lingfeng hurriedly left, his clothes brushed the branches and leaves beside the aisle, and a few yellow chrysanthemums had already been committed to the branches, and under the blow, they immediately fell to the ground.

She thought that she had said to Wu Jin, "Conform to the time of the day, be proud of the frost branch", Wu Jin's eyes were like glass bottles, she could see clearly and understand, but she still came.

Her pace quickened, and she couldn't help but be anxious in her heart, not wanting Wu Jin to get involved in this doomed bloody ending.

They had the same experience, they had all seen innocents crushed by the struggle for power, experienced the death of Zhao Shiheng, and seen the separation caused by wars and natural disasters, but they made completely different choices about it.

She has a sword in her hand, with power as a blade, and she is walking the bloody road, this road, Wu Jin will not walk.

He has compassion and compassion, and he should not come to muddy the waters.

She walked with the wind on her sleeves, striding into a meteor, not paying attention to the old Bodhi growing on the side of the road, and several branches and leaves stretched out to the side of the road, and she was not paying attention and collided head-on.

Her eyes were swept by the leaves, she said "oops", stopped, narrowed her eyes, her eyes were sour, and a sentence suddenly came up in her heart.

"Take care of your heart."

The burning and anxious meaning condensed in the heart in an instant, and it could not be dispersed or spit out, and the whole person became cold.

This game of chess cannot be interrupted.

Raising her hand to break the Bodhi branch that was blocking the way, she turned her head to look at Nomad Qing: "Go find Sheng Nan, ask her to pack my clothes for me, and tell them not to panic, just wait in the house."

"Yes." Nomad Muqing turned around and left, and Mo Lingfeng took the guards and walked slowly to the front hall.

Wu Jin and Fu Yan sat separately in the front hall, because the emperor had an edict, and there was a chamberlain standing at the bottom.

The refreshments were placed in front of the two, and they didn't speak, and they ate attentively.

Fu Yan ate two pieces of crispy, he was tired and panicked, turned his head to look at Wu Jin, who was sitting upright, he really couldn't imagine that such a person who was as gentle as jade would have sharp teeth and sharp mouth in the fine house, making him feel like a tiger eating the sky and having no way to put his mouth down.

He suddenly spoke up and broke the silence: "Master Wu defends General Mo everywhere, and this old love is deep."

Wu Jin put down the teacup, gently placed his hands on his thighs, and looked calm: "The kindness of the past will naturally not fade with the years."

Fu Yan teased: "In the old love, will there also be love?"

Wu Jin said with a smile: "General Mo is Guihua Liujin, wind flowers and moon shadows, in the dark dust of the lower districts, how dare you follow him."

"Even now, Master Wu still has this praise for General Mo, but it seems that we are waiting for a grass."

"Fu Zhongcheng, isn't it?"

"You-" Fu Yan lowered his voice, "Your heart is not right, you have deviated, biased, and unfaithful, don't listen!"

Wu Jin looked at the shadow of the flower that twisted into the house, the wind moved, and the wind also had a shadow, and smiled lightly: "The so-called self-cultivation is in the right heart, and the body is angry, then it is not right, I am not angry, fearful, happy, worried, every word and deed, I have not deceived my heart, but Zhongcheng is full of anger at this time, and it is really biased."

After that, he picked up the teacup, took a sip of tea, heard footsteps, looked up, and saw Mo Lingfeng stepping in from the courtyard gate.

She walked leisurely, her clothes were in the wind, and the gold collar around her neck flashed with light, which was a dazzling light, but on her, it became a faint light.

As soon as the two looked at each other, Mo Lingfeng smiled, and when he walked into the house, his smile had not yet fallen, and he raised his hand to salute.

Wu Jin hurriedly got up and returned the salute, and when he bent over, he couldn't help but smile, his eyes were soft - when he saw Mo Lingfeng smiling, he could withstand a lot of suffering.

After the waiter saluted, he announced His Majesty's message, and most of the words in the message were appeased, and after the case was clearly stated, Mo Lingfeng could return home, and ordered Mo Lingfeng's personal guard Nomad Qing to follow, so as not to be frightened by Mo Lingfeng.

Fu Yan smiled and said, "General Mo entered the Imperial Shitai Prison this time, and he only inquired in the Jingshe, so there is no need to panic, I don't know who Vice General You is?"

Mo Lingfeng is a woman, and it was most appropriate to order a female soldier to follow, but the emperor ordered the nomadic Qing who had almost no military achievements.

Mo Lingfeng faced the south and thanked the emperor for his grace,

pointed to the nomadic Qing who came in with his baggage: "This is, Xiaoyou, you go to the Yushitai with me."

Nomad nodded in response.

Fu Yan glanced at the baggage: "It stands to reason that you are not allowed to bring things into the Imperial Shitai Prison, but General Mo is a woman, and there are many inconveniences in the prison, so it doesn't hurt to bring them in, but you have to check it."

He turned his head to look at the waiter: "The general is a woman, and it is inconvenient, so let the nobles check it."

Mo Yefeng nodded: "A noble person in hard work."

The chamberlain hurriedly stepped forward, took the burden from Nomad Qing's hand, and turned behind the screen to untie it.

The screen is made of silk, with a few clumps of bamboo painted on it, and the figure of the inner servant is reflected on the screen, although it is blurry, but its movements can be seen clearly.

Wu Jin frowned.

Although the waiter is clean, he is still a man, and there is a photo on the screen, and there must be underwear in the baggage, which is embarrassing after all.

He turned his back and said, "Fu Zhongcheng, don't look at indecency, let's go and wait outside the house."

Fu Yan originally intended to keep an eye on this, but the sunset was in full bloom, and the silhouette on the screen became clearer and clearer, if Wu Jin didn't make a sound, he could still pretend that he didn't know, but as soon as Wu Jin said it, he had to go out.

Nomad Muqing and his subordinates also retreated, leaving only the inner servant and Mo Lingfeng in the house.

The waiter inspected the clothes, and carefully rubbed them wherever there was a sandwich, and several of them were sewn thicker, and the waiter became more and more meticulous, almost groping inch by inch to prevent entrainment.

Mo Lingfeng treated him coldly.

Inspecting openly and searching secretly, they tried to find clues about the wealth of the Mo family's ten states in her belongings.

Whether Fu Yan knew it or not, he was already a puppet stretched out by the emperor.

After a full four quarters of an hour, the waiter refolded his clothes, laid his baggage, came out from behind the screen, and when Fu Yan and his party came in, he said, "Fu Zhongcheng, the baggage is just ordinary clothes."

Nomad Qing took the burden from the hand of the chamberlain and stood behind Mo Lingfeng.

Mo Lingfeng's expression was cold: "Fu Zhongcheng, can you go?"

Fu Yan shook his head: "General Mo, please take off this golden collar and give it to me for inspection."

Mo Lingfeng's gaze flickered in an instant: "Jewelry is not against the rules, right?"

Fu Yan replied, "Because Jin Yu is accustomed to using gold tools, the physical evidence presented this time is also a gold weapon, and I ask the general to hand over the gold collar to me——"

Mo Yefeng interrupted him, his tone was bored: "This gold collar was made for me by my brother, I have worn it since I was a child, and I rarely leave my body, what does it have to do with the golden captive!" According to you, no woman in the world can wear gold ornaments!"

Fu Yan didn't let it go: "It has nothing to do with it, it is not a matter of a few words to conclude that if General Mo is innocent, what does it matter if he hands it over to me, or is General Mo's heart like a mirror, knowing that Mo Jiedu has secrets hidden in the gold collar?"

Mo Lingfeng's voice was terrifyingly cold: "You know a fart!"

"Offended." Fu Yan took a step forward and raised his hand to reach for Mo Lingfeng's chest.

Wu Jin took an arrow step, standing upright between the two of them, and looked at Fu Yan quietly: "Fu Zhongcheng, don't be rude."