Huang Yiren waited for a few breaths, and saw that the guards had no intention of breaking into the door, so he withdrew the sharp knife.

He approached King Wei and whispered, "Lord Wang, Xia Guan can escape by himself, since he ventured in to save you and get things, you must remember that you can only fish in troubled waters, and once the peace talks are successfully concluded, it will be your death."

With that, he stepped back to the wall again, and raised his chin against the red-painted toilet.

The toilet is clean and even more suspicious.

King Wei didn't move for a while, Huang Yiren's words were like a dagger, let him enter the execution ground in advance, and the guillotine was on top of his head, and when the peace talks were over, it would fall.

After a while, he woke up from a dream, tucked up the hem of his clothes, unbuttoned his knee pants, but couldn't pee out.

The more this is the case, the more silent the official room, the more vigilant the guards outside, and under the anxiety of King Wei, the more layers of cold sweat are revealed, and the root of his life shrinks into a ball, which is useless.

In desperation, he "shh

Huang Yiren also breathed a sigh of relief, reached out and touched the beard attached to his face,—— when he moved outside, he was also sweating nervously, and there was also a layer of fine sweat beads on his lips, the swim bladder glue was easy to dissolve, and he had to reach out and press.

King Wei shivered and fastened his pants, his heart was blank, he exhaled a few breaths fiercely, held the wall with one hand, and nodded to Huang Yiren.

The matter has come to this point, both horizontal and vertical are one death, only one fight.

Huang Yiren stretched out his hand and pointed to the door, he walked out, the hem of his clothes was still tucked at his waist and not taken off, and the guards surrounded him and returned to the middle tent, the Mo family brothers and sisters were not in the tent, making him feel a little comfortable.

At this time, Mo Lingfeng was helping Mo Qianlan to climb the city tower and see the scenery outside Gaoping Village.

Today is rare and sunny, the clouds in the sky have turned golden, the surroundings are quiet, the archers do not move at all, staring down - below the Mo family army and Jin Yu each occupy half of the country outside Gaoping Village.

Mo Qianlan stood in the cold wind, his whole body was already cold, but he didn't care, looking at Mo Lingfeng's silhouette.

In the brilliant light and shadow, Mo Lingfeng also looked brilliant.

She just had a warm mind, took off the hood and held it in her hand, her hair was plentiful and black, there was a layer of broken hair on her forehead and sideburns, her cheeks were flushed, the bridge of her nose was not delicate, straight and tall, and her Danfeng's eyes were burning and radiating.

He didn't blink, Mo Lingfeng noticed his gaze, and was about to turn his head to look at him, when an eagle flew by the sky, making a loud noise.

Mo Lingfeng stretched out his hand and pointed: "Brother, look!"

Mo Qianlan took advantage of the situation and said softly: "There are many eagles in the sand, outside Sanchuan Village, I don't know what the scenery is."

"It's yellow sand, and now the wind and sand are too big, and when spring begins, let's go and see it."

"Okay, wait for the beginning of spring, go down now, my brother can't stand still, go to your house to rest," Mo Qianlan's gaze fell on her again, "I brought you rock sugar pear water."

Yin Bei hurriedly offered the water bladder, and Mo Qianlan pulled out the wooden stopper with a "pop" and handed it to Mo Lingfeng.

It was cold, and the rock sugar water was already cold, Mo Lingfeng put on a hood, took the water bladder and sent it to his mouth, raised his neck, took two sips, put down his hand, wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, and let out a breath of white air.

She didn't feel cold enough: "If you put it in the snowdrift and wait for half a day, it will taste better."

Mo Qianlan handed the wooden stopper to her and helped Yin Bei's men to the city tower: "Drink ice in winter, be restrained."

"Yes," Mo Lingfeng shoved the stopper in and walked down the tower, "I only eat one bowl of ice cheese at a time."

Walking down a stone staircase, she pulled out the cork again and took a big sip.

Mo Qianlan looked at Mo Lingfeng and looked at his mouth, his feet slipped, and he stumbled backwards, but fortunately, it was only a moment, and he didn't even spill a little sugar water.

She stood firm, turned around and grinned at him, still a little childish, and couldn't help but have mixed feelings, and let out a long breath: "Don't drink when walking, it's not good to knock the back of your head."

He walked down slowly: "Don't be cold in the summer."

He looked at the back of Mo Lingfeng's head, and said, "For arrow wounds, you have to find Li Yiti and then open a prescription, especially if it rains on a cloudy day, you can't blow the wind and rain with your heart, sleep at night, and protect the injury."

He coughed a few times and waved his hand at Mo Lingfeng, who turned his head: "It's okay, you look at your feet."

Mo Yefeng yawned, stretched out his hand to rub his eyes, thinking that he had only slept for two hours last night and was not in good spirits, so he drank a few more sips of sugar water to refresh himself, and at the same time felt as if he was hungry.

The brother and sister walked to Mo Lingfeng's residence, Mo Lingfeng drank all the sugar water, slapped the water bladder into Yin Nan's arms, crossed the threshold, walked to the table, picked up a cold steamed cake and took a bite, turned his head and asked Mo Qianlan, "Brother, have you taken medicine?"

Mo Qianlan nodded: "It's inconvenient today, all the pills I brought are pills, and I have eaten them in the carriage."

Mo Lingfeng held the steamed cake in her mouth, reached out and touched the teapot, the teapot was still warm, she poured a cup of hot water and brought it to Mo Qianlan: "Brother......"

She handed it out in half, and then with a "snap", the teacup fell to the ground, shattered into several petals, and water flowed all over the ground.

"Huh?" She took a step back and took the steamed cake from her mouth, wondering what she had just done, and she couldn't open her eyes.

The flowing water on the ground, the rapidly falling heat, and the sharp porcelain tiles overlapped countless layers of shadows, swaying in front of her eyes, she sensed that something was wrong, sat on the stool, and looked up at Mo Qianlan with great effort: "Brother, ......"

Mo Qianlan has also become several.

Mo Qianlan stepped over the broken porcelain piece and hugged her swaying body: "Brother is here, sleep, peace talks are dangerous, brother wants you to sleep for a while."

"No!" Mo Lingfeng's heart hung up, fear overflowed from the bottom of his heart, and his hands tried to hold Mo Qianlan tightly, but his body and eyelids were heavy together, and he was not to be fiddled with by himself.

No, the peace talks are not just about discussing the two dynasties, there must be other moves.

Why hide it from her?

Can't sleep!

Her eyes can see through other people's disguises, but she can't see through Mo Qianlan's deliberate deception.

She opened her mouth and bit the tip of her tongue hard, Mo Qianlan quickly stuffed her fingers into her mouth, and let out a "hiss" cry of pain, and when she looked down again, Mo Lingfeng had already fallen asleep.

He pulled out his fingers, looked at the two neat tooth marks on his fingers, sighed helplessly, Yin Bei stepped forward to help, Mo Qianlan waved his hand, picked her up by himself, and went to the couch.

He hugged very steadily at first, walked out four or five steps, suddenly his feet were soft, and the whole person was planted down, and the south and north quickly stepped forward, one left and one right, firmly supporting him.

His feet were soft, but his hands were firmly held, and he took three more steps, put Mo Lingfeng firmly on the couch, and then sat on the embroidery pier to slowly calm his heartbeat.

Mo Lingfeng's brows were still tightly twisted together.

"Ah Yan, don't be afraid," Mo Qianlan smoothed her brows and wiped the broken hair from her forehead back, her heart was very calm, but her hands were a little shaky, "My brother owes you too much in this life, and I will pay it back in the next life."

He stood up and looked at it, then leaned over to wipe the corners of her mouth again.

Finally, he took off the crane, covered her, walked to the brazier, lifted the fire pan and opened the ash heap, revealing the red-hot coals, and added two new pieces: "Yin Bei, you stay here and take care of it."

Handing the fire chopstick to Yin Bei, he looked at Yin Nan: "You follow me to the peace talks."

Yin Nan was completely thoughtless in front of the Mo family brothers and sisters, and nodded and stood beside Mo Qianlan.