Sister takes space and bravely enters the world of cultivation

On the way back to the south wing, Mo Yunqi was dissatisfied and yelled at Mo Yunchen, "Brother Emperor, why did you speak like that just now? Are you still afraid of him? Don't forget that you are also a prince? You should get it." Come out with your momentum."

"Brother Qi, I know what you mean. Don't forget that we are here to congratulate the new emperor on his enthronement. The capital is heavily guarded at this time. One more thing is worse than one less thing. Why do you need to cause trouble?"

"You always destroy your own prestige and gain the ambition of others. Why do I just cause trouble? Just watch! Some people can't help it. He won't see the peaceful Shengyuan Kingdom." After saying this, he shook off his clothes. Sleeve, holding the hilt of the sword in one hand, straightening his back, he strode into his room.

Mo Yunchen watched his younger brother throw away his sleeves and leave with helpless eyes. Seeing that he was trying to cause trouble, what was he going to do? Do you care? in spite of? Or ruin their plans?

Didn't he think he saw the lawsuit between him and Prince Long Yan? So he doesn’t know what kind of person Prince Long Yan is? What are the benefits of seeking skin from a tiger?

Who do they think Wan Qiyuan is, and will they allow someone to provoke him on his territory? Who will bear the consequences once things are revealed? Is it him again?

Are the bad things of the past going to happen in other countries? This time, without his mother's tears accompanying him, could he just turn a blind eye?

He wants to watch him commit suicide, is that okay?

well! Qi brother! You have posed a difficult problem for the imperial brother. Why can't you clearly see that your ability cannot support your ambition, and in the end it is just a futile effort.

Mo Yunchen was so worried that he couldn't think of a perfect solution for the moment, so he returned to the hall with worries.

I was thinking a lot about whether to go see Wan Qiyuan.

He and Wan Qiyuan also have a bit of a face-saving relationship. Two years ago, because of Shengyuan and Longyan, both Moyun and Moyun countries had a border. When Wanqiyuan went to war with Longyan, the fighting at the border was fierce, and sometimes even spread to the Moyun border, so Emperor Moyun sent troops to the front line. Be alert and take a piece of the pie if necessary, no matter which party it is with.

He was the coach at that time. Originally, his frail body could not go to the battlefield. The queen begged him for it. She said that he was the prince and should have fame and honor, so that he would be more confident and convincing in the future. She also asked him to lead Shang Mo Yunqi was assisting.

Just like this, when he dragged his weak body to the border where the war was raging, he fell ill again. After hastily ordering to be stationed at the border for strict defense, he fell into a high fever and fell into a coma.

Naturally, all matters in the army were left to Mo Yunqi to take care of. He could only rest in peace and recuperate. During that time, he could hear the sound of horns and the sound of fighting on the battlefield no matter day or night. The smell of blood was always in the air, which made him angry. The nausea continued, and the condition kept coming back and forth, but it never got better.

It was more than a month later when he could sit up to discuss matters. During the discussion, the military commanders all looked at the Third Prince, and he knew what he had missed.

What was being discussed at that meeting was the letter of intent for cooperation that Prince Long Yan sent for help. The conditions of the letter of intent for cooperation were very tempting. If it turned out that Long Yan and Mo Yun would share the Holy Yuan equally, the morale of Mo Yun's army at that time was at its peak, and Long Yan Having been at war with Sheng Yuan for a long time, he was exhausted, so the third prince believed that cooperation would be profitable and advocated cooperation. At that time, 80% of the generals followed suit.

He, the coach, and the remaining less than 20% of the generals strongly opposed it. The objection he raised at the time was based on three grounds. First, the letter of intent for help only mentioned the result after winning, and did not say how the losses would be calculated after losing or drawing.

Second, what is the method of equal division? The rich lands of Shengyuan are in the south and north, while Longyan borders Shengyuan to the southwest, Zhenmoyun borders Shengyuan to the southeast, and Zixiao borders Shengyuan to the northeast. How to divide it equally at that time, if it is not written clearly, the consequences will be endless. With the kind of person Prince Long Yan is, this is entirely possible.

Third, and most importantly, who is Wan Qiyuan, and can he be easily defeated? If he wins, Mo Yun will have a powerful enemy.

The soldiers were silent, but the third prince only felt that his brother was holding them back again. Even though their advantage was so obvious, the brother was still making alarmist remarks, so he went his own way regardless of Mo Yunchen's objections.

But with the commander-in-chief in his hands, even if 80% of the generals listened to the third prince, it would not help. Although the generals would not accept the orders of the foreign emperor, disharmony between the three armies was a big taboo.

Finally, under Mo Yunchen's deliberate delay, the news came that Wanqiyuan had defeated Longyan Kingdom on the battlefield. Some of the generals were afraid, some were grateful, and some felt that they had missed a good opportunity and beat their chests.

At that time, Wan Qiyuan and Long Yan were fighting fiercely, and Mo Yun was watching eagerly. He was worried, but later he saw that Mo Yun's army had not moved. The news sent by the spies reassured him, so he took the opportunity to launch a fierce attack and quickly captured After the battle was over, they were able to achieve a complete victory.

After the war, Wan Qiyuan and Mo Yunchen met from a distance while riding on their war horses. At that time, Wan Qiyuan hugged him and rode away, leaving the defenders behind and returned to the court.

After much thought, Mo Yunchen decided that he still had to meet Wan Qiyuan. As for when and how to meet him? He had to think about it.

But things were important right now. Thinking of this, he immediately summoned his secret guards,

"Come on,"

A man in black appeared from the darkness, kneeling on one knee and clasping his fists.

"master,"

"An Yi, go and keep an eye on the third prince. I want to know his every move."

"Yes," An Yi flashed out again and disappeared.

After giving the instructions, Mo Yunchen relaxed for a moment and suddenly felt tired, and his body was still a little unsatisfactory.

After a quick dinner, he rested. He had to gather enough energy to cope with what might happen next.

The night in September is particularly refreshing and pleasant. There are stars in the sky. The crescent moon hangs in the sky and casts a little silver light. The chirping of insects and birds on the trees has stopped the day's work, and the earth gradually returns to silence. , midnight is approaching.

A black shadow flew out of the south wing courtyard and quickly headed towards the west wing courtyard.

At this time, a dim yellow chrysanthemum lamp in the main room of the west wing was flickering, and it made a "sizzling" sound from time to time. He raised his hand and flicked the wick.

"I've been waiting for a long time, why don't you come in?"

A figure opened the door and walked in slowly.

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Early the next morning, Mo Yunchen woke up in good spirits because of his good sleep last night. The servants brought toiletries and left. At this time, An Yi came in from the darkness.

"Master, last night..."

After Mo Yunchen listened to An Yi's report quietly, he paused, then continued to wring out the brocade handkerchief and wiped the water droplets from his face. After putting down the brocade handkerchief, he turned around and sat at the table. He took a sip of the tea brewed by his servant, thought for a moment and then said,

"You continue to keep an eye on me. Don't alert others first. I have my own arrangements."

"Yes, master" An Yi accepted the order and retreated.

At this time, the servants came to invite Mo Yunchen to have breakfast. Mo Yunchen put down his tea cup and stood up and walked towards the dining room.

Mo Yunqi was already sitting at the table waiting for him. When he saw his arrival, he smiled and greeted him,

"Brother Emperor, come sit here," Mo Yunqi patted the chair next to him, "Brother Emperor looks good. Did you sleep peacefully last night?"

"Thank you for your concern, Brother Qi. I'm very kind to you." Mo Yunchen sat down opposite him with a faint smile on his face.

"Qidi, what good thing happened to you? You look in a good mood?"

Mo Yunqi was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "Brother Huang is joking, how can something good happen to my brother? Come on, brother Huang, this is the golden bird's nest bun prepared by the cook of the post house. My brother ate it well. Emperor Brother, give it a try and see if you like it?"

"Okay, brother, do it yourself." Mo Yunchen picked up a golden bird's nest bag and took a bite. It was fragrant and sweet. "It's very good, delicious."

"Brother, then eat more," Mo Yunqi also picked up the chopsticks and started eating.

"Brother Emperor, what are your plans later? You won't stay in the room again! The weather is nice today. Why don't you go out and have a look? It's a rare trip to the Holy Yuan Imperial Capital. Brother Emperor should go out for a walk more often. Don't spend the whole day Stuck in the room."

"Brother, you don't feel bored! It's good to enjoy yourself," Mo Yunchen rarely goes out due to his health. Most of the time, he stays in his own house. Unless necessary, he will not go out.

"Brother Imperial, this is for your own good. Go out more often to feel better. If your mood is good, your health will naturally be good."

"Yes, yes, yes, thank you Qi for caring about me," Mo Yunchen didn't argue with him, "It's up to the brother."

Mo Yunqi heard his perfunctory manner, rolled his eyes rudely in his heart, and ignored the indifferent Mo Yunchen.