"The major events of the national dynasty, when it comes to the mouth of Master Wu, is it indecent to force each other?"

Fu Yan looked thoughtfully at Wu Jin, who was tall and tight, covering Mo Lingfeng: "Are you going to stand on General Mo's side no matter what?"

In this complicated stage, they fought with open fire, guns and arrows, nets, and yellow birds, but Wu Jin stayed out of the matter, sneering, and blocking everywhere, since he was going to sing on stage, then pull him in!

Mo Lingfeng stood behind Wu Jin, listening to the two of them arguing with each other, not giving in to each other, they seemed to be reasonable, but they seemed to be hiding their secrets, Fu Yan's voice was particularly ugly, "buzzing", and kept drilling into her ears.

She remembered Mo Qianlan's words, she had to take care of her heart, and endure Fu Yan's foul language to Wu Jin - Fu Yan is the imperial history, and the rumors are the strengths, and he is even more expert in making things out of nothing.

This mouth was gushing, Mo Lingfeng's head was swollen, and he was in charge of his heart.

She stood uncomfortably, because the brazier was not far from her, baking her back, beads of sweat dripping from her forehead, a layer of fire outside, a layer of ice in her heart, and she was suffering physically and mentally.

Anxious, anxious for Wu Jin to flow this muddy water.

Indifferent, indifferent because of Mo Qianlan's advice.

It was noisy in her heart, and it was noisy outside, she tried her best to not move, and the charcoal fire blew the wind, and the firelight and figures swam all over the wall, shaking her eyes painfully.

She moved her steps, and Wu Jin noticed her restlessness, and also moved her steps, blocking Fu Yan's gaze.

At this moment, Fu Yan suddenly turned his head to look at the waiter.

He couldn't see through Mo Lingfeng's calculations, whether he wanted to keep the gold collar, or deliberately delayed, waited for backup, and did not enter the imperial history platform.

"The nobles quickly went to ask for orders, General Mo refused to obey his orders, and Bachelor Wu acted perversely, and he was also suspected of rebellion—"

Mo Lingfeng suddenly picked up the teacup from the small table, threw it on the ground, picked up a fragment, jumped out from behind Wu Jin, and pounced on Fu Yan, his shoulder blade knocked him to the ground, one hand against his chest, and the other hand holding the porcelain piece, holding it in front of Fu Yan's eyes.

"Fu Yan! No matter how noisy you are, you won't be alive today! I'll cut off your dog's head first!"

The attendants and guards on the side were so frightened that they didn't react for a while.

Fu Yan fell to the ground solidly, his mind was spinning, Venus was shining in front of him, and before he could settle down, he saw Mo Lingfeng's eyes blazing, murderous, and he raised sharp weapons to face each other, his back was cold in shock, his mouth was closed, and he didn't dare to say another word.

Wu Jin saw that the guard seemed to have the intention of drawing a knife, so he suddenly came back to his senses, quickly squatted down, grabbed Mo Lingfeng's hand, snatched out the broken porcelain, took out the handkerchief, wiped her fingers, and then helped her to stand up.

He bent his waist, looked at her fingers, his face was very close to her, she saw him handsome, his posture was magnificent, but there was pain in his eyes that could not be concealed.

His ambition and dignity were drowned out by the conspiracy and calculations of the superiors, and rewritten by his own selfishness.

Fu Yan got up from the ground and trembled angrily: "General Mo, do you want to rebel?"

"What kind of rebellion is it to beat you!" Mo Lingfeng raised his hand to untie the gold collar around his neck and handed it to Wu Jin, "If you want it, give it to you, the gold collar is the most precious to me, and to you, it's just the 'Golden Lion Chapter!'"

In the "Golden Lion Chapter", it is said that gold has no self-nature, and with the fate of craftsmanship, there are lions.

The same is true of the gold collar, the gold is with Mo Qianlan's love sister, only the gold collar arises, the cause is harmonious, the collar is virtual, only the gold is true.

She kicked away the fragments at her feet and said to the waiter: "The nobles will go back to the palace and tell Your Majesty the truth about our intimidation of Fu Zhongcheng, and I will listen to your Majesty's orders as to how Your Majesty will fall."

The waiter was hiding by the window, trembling, listening to Mo Lingfeng calling himself to pass the word, and he didn't dare to come out, so he raised his feet and left, and after stepping out of the door, he ran away as if he was running for his life.

Fu Yan knew that at a critical juncture, His Majesty would not send Mo Lingfeng down, so he could only suffer this dumb loss, took the gold collar from Wu Jin's hand, forced himself to calm down, gritted his teeth and said, "General Mo is still afraid that Yu Shitai will not return you?" As long as you come out, you will definitely return to Zhao!"

Mo Lingfeng snorted coldly, "Then let's go."

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Wu Jin suddenly said, "It's cold, let's put on a robe."

Fu Yan and the others didn't notice what Mo Lingfeng was wearing, and when they heard the words, they found that she was wearing thin.

Mo Lingfeng's nose was sour, his heart was filled with grievances, he hung his head with tears, took the clothes from the crook of Nomad Qing's arm, put them on, and walked out of the door.

Outside the gate of the General's Mansion, there was a circle of forbidden troops, and there were many spectators, clasping their waists and hands, agitating their lips and tongues, shaking their heads, all looking at the majestic female general, who was once reduced to a prisoner.

Mo Lingfeng boarded the carriage without squinting, Fu Yan and Wu Jin rode horses, and the guards opened the way in front of them, until Yushitai Long Street, there were no onlookers.

Wu Jin was inconvenient to follow into the Imperial History Terrace again, and watched Mo Lingfeng walk up the stone steps and enter the official gate, until the two doors closed, and even her shadow was swallowed together, and he stared at the closed door.

Ever since they arrived in Kyoto, they have been like this, separated by doors, people, power, and conspiracy, even if they are close at hand, they have become far away.

In the silent Yushi Taizhong, Mo Lingfeng suddenly shouted: "Fu Yan! My guard, you deserve to be driven! Are you a part-time member of the Privy Army or a member of the Forbidden Army?"

Wu Jin raised his feet and walked up the steps, and after a step, he heard Fu Yan's voice of defense coming from inside: "I'm just doing my duty."

Then there was a crisp "pop", as if Mo Lingfeng had hit Fu Yan, and her already small voice became louder and louder: "Don't come to me, you take away my gold collar, who is it for, and what is it for, you and I know it!" If you take the opportunity to make things difficult again, I will shout out and see who will leave a name for the ages!"

Fu Yan muttered something, and then there was no more sound.

Wu Jin stopped, turned around and left again, but he still couldn't help but glance back, the gate of the Yushitai opened again, and the person who came out of it was Qi Chang.

Qi Chang is afraid of death, and since he identified Mo Lingfeng, he has been taking refuge in the Yushitai Retreat.

As soon as Qi Chang saw Wu Jin, his whole body became a last resort, his body was half short, his steps staggered, and he almost squirmed to Wu Jin.

"Brother Wu," he rubbed his head deep in his crotch, "I am a last resort, you believe me, I am also here to live, I don't really want to harm General Mo!" I think...... I don't endanger the general's ......."

Wu Jin looked at his deeply bent back, and said coldly: "On the side of the Shuo River, the leaky ship merchant came to explore the quicksand for you, and it was she who saved your life, and she was the one who became your beauty and made you get out of slavery, but you are an adult, and you are a benefactor in danger by luck. What is it to be immortal without a man without a man?"

After that, he threw away his sleeves, and when he walked out of the long street of Yushitai, he saw a group of men and women, holding bows and arrows, carrying nets and hooks, riding healthy horses, driving small dogs, and driving flying eagles, returning from hunting outside the city.

The group was young and high-spirited, carefree, laughing, and passing by Wu Jin.