I won't panic if my house is confiscated and exiled. I'll wipe out all the enemy's tr

There was a click.

The wine glass shattered in his hand.

Qi Feng was shocked and looked at the person next to him with a gloomy face and cold eyes.

"You...what's wrong with you?"

"I drank too much and couldn't control my strength. You're drunk too. Go back home."

Qi Feng's sitting posture was unstable. Just as he was about to stand up, he slipped under the table.

Mo Yanjue held his shoulders and lifted him up, "Stop talking nonsense."

"Eh? I'm not talking nonsense!" Qi Feng was dissatisfied.

"She's not the right one for you."

"How do you know? I haven't tried it, how can I say it's not suitable?"

"She is a person, not a thing. She can be given as a gift or not. It's so disrespectful for you to say that."

Mo Yanjue did not answer directly. He took the drunken man out of the restaurant, handed him to the Qi family guards, and turned around to get on his horse.

It was already late at night when we returned to the mansion.

He walked under the moonlight to the entrance of Qingying Pavilion and saw darkness inside.

At this time, she must have fallen asleep.

Then he lowered his head and smelled the alcohol-stained collar.

Recalling the faint jasmine fragrance on the girl's body.

In contrast, the words "stinky man" floated through my mind.

Mo Yanjue was afraid of leaving such a bad impression on her, so he quickly returned to the Bamboo Cinema.

He was ordered to prepare hot water. He wanted to take a bath and wash away the annoying smell of alcohol.

Faun helped the general undress.

In the hot air, Mo Yanjue placed himself in the water and let out a sigh of relief.

He fanned it with his hand, smelled it, and said, "Bamboo salt."

"Yes!" Fu En responded, bringing in the water for mouthwash and the salt for mouth cleansing.

After the smell of alcohol on his body and in his mouth was completely gone, Mo Yanjue noticed the boy serving him.

"Fu En? Aren't you serving at Qingying Pavilion? Why are you back?"

Fu En was startled. Doesn't the general know that there is no one in Qingying Pavilion?

After hesitating for a moment, he was about to speak.

Dong-dong-dong, a rapid knock on the door came.

"General, urgent report from the military camp!"

"Come in!"

The guard pushed the door open and came in, "General, something happened in the camp! I don't know what kind of illness it is, but more than 20 people are already unconscious. There are still hundreds of people with high fever! And the infection is very fast!"

Mo Yanjue was shocked, "Did you ask for a doctor?"

"Vice General Xiao called the doctor, and the doctor said it was an epidemic!"

"Epidemic?"

"But Lieutenant General Xiao doesn't think it's a current epidemic! He has seen people who contracted the current epidemic die within seven days, but those who contracted this disease in our camp had a high fever for seven days, and they fell into coma after seven days!"

Mo Yanjue quickly dressed while listening, his face getting darker and darker.

"General, would you like to ask the palace physician to go to the military camp..."

"No!" Mo Yanjue said immediately.

Notifying the imperial physician at this time would be equivalent to handing over the power of life and death to the sick people in the camp to the emperor.

If you tell the emperor this, the emperor will definitely kill or burn all those who are infected.

His mother and the emperor could poison him, let alone his soldiers.

At that time, the emperor can arrange it however he wants.

Taking this opportunity to disturb the Mo family army's mind, that shameless man could do anything.

This matter cannot be made public.

Twenty people were in coma and more than a hundred people had high fever...

There is no death.

So it's still within control.

"Let's go to the military camp first."

"Wait!" Mo Yanjue paused and turned to look at Fu En, "Go to Qingying Pavilion first. Maybe Xin'er can help!"

Fern's back trembled, "General, you...don't you know that Miss Wen has left?"

He thought the general had acquiesced.

"What did you say?" Mo Yanjue felt a little dizzy and suspected that he had misjudged his errand.

"What left? Who left?"

Fu En swallowed nervously and said in a trembling voice, "It was the old lady who asked Miss Wen to be sent out of the house... Juzi and Fuzi also followed... I thought you allowed it..."

Somehow, after confirming this information, Mo Yanjue's eyes turned a little dark.

A breath was stuck in my throat, and it was difficult to breathe. It was like my heart suddenly felt empty, and a dull pain spread from my chest to my throat.

Did the mother send the person away?

why?

Oh...he got it.

No wonder, that guy Qi Feng insisted on dragging him to drink, and was still waiting for him in the old lady's courtyard. The two of them colluded behind his back, sent him away, and then carried him out of the house.

His woman, no one can do this without his permission.

He has never interfered with the affairs of the government. In this matter, the old lady went too far.

Tonight, the old lady slept very soundly.

I stopped early.

I was suddenly awakened by the sound of rapid footsteps.

Aunt Wu heard the noise from the side room.

Wearing a coat and lighting candles.

"Master? What are you..."

Mo Yanjue ignored her and walked into the old lady's room with a chill.

The old lady sat up in a daze and saw her son, who had always been calm and self-possessed, standing in front of the bed with a livid face.

"Jue'er, it's so late..."

"Where did mother send the person?"

"Who? Who?" The old lady responded a little slowly.

Mo Yanjue looked at her disappointedly and said in a cold voice, "Warmth."

Mrs. Mo's eyelids trembled and she opened her eyes wide in disbelief, "How could you be so lustful for a little doctor girl? Did you come to your mother in the middle of the night to ask for punishment?"

"She is no longer an ordinary little doctor girl, she is my woman."

They were in love and had a physical relationship.

When did mother become such a cruel person?

You sent the person away without saying a word, but did you ask him how he felt?

What did she think he was?

A cold and heartless puppet?

"I really didn't expect...cough cough cough cough..." Mrs. Mo coughed angrily.

Aunt Wu has already lit all the candles in the room.

At this time, Mrs. Mo was a little frightened when she saw someone waiting outside the door.

"What are you doing? It's not enough to ask for help! You actually brought people here. If I don't tell you, will you still commit treason against your mother?"

Aunt Wu looked over and saw Fu En standing behind the guard and winking at her.

"Don't be angry, old lady. Maybe something happened. If you have anything to say, please tell me."

Mo Yanjue looked away with a cold face. He knew that his tone was indeed too cold and harsh when he was anxious. When he was asked like this, his voice softened slightly.

"Son, that's not what I meant. The situation is urgent now. Symptoms of the epidemic have appeared in the camp. We can't call the imperial doctor. We can only ask Miss Wen to take a look."

"Epidemic?" Mrs. Mo turned pale with fright.

Throughout the dynasties, no one has heard these two words and has not become pale.

She looked at the guard at the door again... and felt that she had just lost her composure, but the little doctor girl had already been sent away, so what should she do?

"I...I asked someone to send her to Xiazhuang!" She had no choice but to confess.

In the face of major events, Mrs. Mo still knows how to act appropriately.

"Xia Zhuang? It takes at least two days' drive from here. Mother, you..."

Mo Yanjue was shocked.

It's such a rugged road and so far away, how can a weak woman endure the long bumps...

His heart ached a little, but he had no time to think about it, and he had no time to pursue the matter. During the delay, he must find the person back as soon as possible!

Before he finished speaking, Mo Yanjue left the room like a gust of wind.

Taking the guards with him, he whipped his horse and whipped his horse and headed towards Xiazhuang.