The prime minister is so charming

The most gorgeous stage.

Now, this life is uncertain, how can he continue to enjoy playing his game safely?

There is a kind of person who gives silently where you can't see, even the love he gives is subtle and subtle.Day by day, it may be difficult for you to feel how strong his love for you is on any day, but when he is not around, the loneliness, loneliness, unaccustomed, all emotions surge in an instant, you just now You know, your world cannot do without him at all.

As for the Queen Mother's attitude, and his mother's attitude...

Although he really wants to, he doesn't expect everyone to bless them. He will try his best to make the people around him accept and like them, but if he doesn't accept it, then I'm sorry, and he will definitely be with him, no matter what.

Mo Yixuan left alone, Yi Su and Qin Ye were temporarily left in the capital.The two of them will go to the northwest to join him as soon as they finish their tasks.Both of them were very worried about Mo Yixuan's safety, and acted swiftly and resolutely, trying their best to be as fast as possible without making any mistakes.

The clothes are flying around everywhere these days, and the peach blossom rouge that I used to use most in the past is useless.

Qin Ye's eyes were blue, and he hadn't changed his clothes for three days.

This day, as soon as I entered the door, I was ready to take a rest and continue with the future. When the lamp was lit, I saw Mo Ying squatting in the corner, and sighed, "Xiao Hei, you have been following me these days. What is the matter? The prime minister is not in the capital. I'm telling the truth."

"I know." Mo Ying's cheeks puffed up, and he frowned at Qin Ye very unhappy, and whispered, "I found out."

"Then you're still following me?" Qin Ye took a handkerchief and washed his face with water.

"I want..." Mo Ying chased out and clenched his fists, "I want to go to the northwest with you!"

Qin Ye was stunned for a moment, water dripped from his nose and chin, and a film of water in his eyes was shining, and it took him a while to say, "That's all you want."

"This is very important!" Mo Ying stood in front of him, frowning slightly and clenching his fists, his eyes were extremely firm, "I want to protect the emperor!"

"Didn't the emperor say that you will not be allowed to leave Beijing?"

"But he didn't say that he won't let it go for a long time! I went secretly, and he didn't know!" Mo Ying lowered his head thinking of this, his eyes filled with sadness, "I miss you so much Your Majesty, I don't know if Xiao Hei is not around, has he protected himself properly..."

"Heh," Chun Ye smiled, and flicked the handkerchief in his hand, just hitting Mo Ying's head.

"What are you doing—" Mo Ying yelled while covering her head, "It hurts!"

Qin Ye slammed his handkerchief and knocked him on the head, and walked past him quickly, his back straightened and his expression steady, "Since it's all decided, why do you still have to ask me?"

"You mean—agree to go with me?" Mo Ying was overjoyed, and instantly forgot the pain in her head.

Qin Ye turned around, the smile on his face resembled that of Mo Yixuan, calm and warm with a miraculous effect of stabilizing people's hearts, "If you are not allowed to go, you won't go?"

"Of course not!" Mo Ying was a little dazzled by the smile, and it took him a while to come back to his senses, tilting his head and pointing at him, and said, "Xiao Ye, you have changed..."

"Huh?" Qin Ye leaned his elbows against the door frame, and put on a very handsome posture, with frivolous eyes, "How has it changed?"

Mo Ying rubbed his chin, "Well... it's become more pleasing to the eye than before... I used to have a bad temper and wanted to fight with others, and I worked as a servant for the prime minister just to fight for breath, like a child, now... I learned from the prime minister to be calm and stable I will look at the overall situation, and I'm flirting with the emperor..."

Qin Ye sighed, "I don't need to say the last sentence... Besides, no matter how much I look like a child, I'm not as good as you..." He pulled Mo Ying into the room, "Fortunately, things are almost done, Xiao Hei, please do me a favor too. , so that we can set off tomorrow night..."

In the palace, the emperor's uncle Long Geng was drinking tea with the empress dowager.

"Uncle Emperor, do you think the Emperor now..." The Empress Dowager's face was full of worry, and her temples were full of white hair, as if she had aged a lot overnight.

"Emperor's sister-in-law don't need to worry too much," Long Geng's eyes darkened, "There is no news right now, but it is good news, which proves that the emperor is fine."

"Then you say that Mo Xiang..."

"Empress Dowager." Long Geng's voice was dignified, and he turned his head to look at Empress Dowager, "Please don't meddle too much in their affairs."

The Queen Mother looked at Long Geng for a long time, then let out a long sigh, and relaxed her body by leaning on the back of the chair, "Alas, I'm getting old... I used to force Yan'er to do things that he should do but he didn't want to do, and now the results are not good. The moment Aijia received the news of his disappearance, he thought, he can do whatever he wants in the future, as long as he can come back safely... This incident in the court is not about a woman in Aijia The family can worry about it."

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"It's best for the Empress Dowager to think so." The emperor also sighed, "It's no wonder the two of them are always unclear about their love."

The queen mother squinted at him, "Uncle, you should also think about yourself, you are almost forty, and there is not even a mistress in the house..."

"Ahem," Long Geng coughed dryly, "Then I don't need to worry about it."

"Both of you are dragons, and your temperament is no better than ordinary people. Ai family can't control a woman's family. I just hope that my emperor can come back soon and safely..."

"Emperor's sister-in-law, please relax, the emperor is the son of the real dragon, so he is naturally auspicious."

"A lucky person?" The Queen Mother snorted coldly, "It's all a lie, Ai's family doesn't believe it. When Yan'er stood in front of Ai's family properly, and called her mother, Ai's family believed..."

The queen mother closed her eyes and sighed for a while, then suddenly thought of a very important question, "Uncle Huang, you are not married, if Yan'er is really married to Mo...what's the matter, who will inherit the future?"

"This..." Long Geng coughed twice again, "The emperor should know it well."

When Mo Yixuan arrived in the northwest, he saw that the outside of the city was very lonely, and there was a strong smell of blood that lingered for a long time, and his heart ached.

Here, what kind of war has been experienced...

Sure enough, as he expected, after the big battle, the front line was running out of food and grass.Now the generals of the Yin Army are missing and people are panicking. Hua Guo took advantage of the situation and attacked several times.

He sighed, and asked a passerby, "Where is the Valley of Broken Soul?"

The man pointed him in the direction of the east, "It's a few miles here. But I heard that there is a war over there. If you are not in a hurry, go later, or you will be in danger..."

Before the man finished speaking, the face of the person who asked for directions changed, he forgot to say thank you, and rode his horse directly to the other side, sighing,

"Could it be that they are looking for corpses again? Some relatives died on the battlefield. The shroud of horse leather sounds nice, but who knows how bleak it really is..."

Mo Yixuan was naturally anxious, that place was where Long Yan disappeared.

He didn't know what Long Yan was doing now, what kind of scheme he was thinking, and he didn't know where it was safe. He could only look towards the place where he was last time to see if there were any clues.

Broken Soul Valley is a very dangerous place at the junction of Huaguo and Great Yin. If something really happens...

His heart was beating fast, and some bad intuition gradually surfaced.

He didn't walk slowly along the way, he was worried, and he also had more self-confidence.He believed in Long Yan, that person who always had a lazy smile on his face, shouldn't have accidents so easily.

He did receive a letter from Long Yan again. If he judged the date, it should be that Long Yan knew about him as soon as he returned to Beijing, and sent someone to deliver the letter to him.It wasn't the nonsense tone of the past, nor was it deliberate to reject people thousands of miles away, but said calmly that he was hurt a little, but not serious.

So he wasn't too worried.

Long Yan likes to joke a lot, really.When he was good, he would say bad, and when he was bad, he would say yes, and he didn't know which sentence in the letter was true and which was false.

But according to his bad temper, if he said good things, he would definitely say bad things, and if he said bad things, he would definitely say good things. He could refuse to tell the truth that he was injured, and he didn't make a joke. Maybe he wasn't hurt... Maybe he wanted to Seeing how worried he was, he said that...

Worst of all, he was really slightly injured... because if he was seriously injured, he would definitely write that he was not injured at all...

So, what is the vague concern now?

Riding the horse and galloping wildly, after turning a good turn, the eyes suddenly opened up.

He saw the soldiers fighting against each other, they were the elite soldiers of his Great Yin and the army of Hua Guo.

In the hunting wind, the flag flutters.

The blood-stained robes, the loud shouts of killing.

The weapons are staggered, and the cold light is like practice.

The thick bloody smell contained a sad and desolate taste.

Everyone had the hatred of sending each other to hell on their faces.

And all of this, Mo Yixuan didn't hear or see, he only saw that the person he had been thinking about day and night was standing at the other end of the station, the wind was blowing his hair and the corners of his clothes, and he was also growing Stand tall.

He took a fan, and on the fan was a portrait of someone hand-painted by Mo Yixuan, standing there firmly, like a flag.

With a tacit understanding, he turned his head and looked in Mo Yixuan's direction.

As if thousands of rivers and mountains were separated, and as if there were only two of them left in the whole world, Mo Yixuan couldn't hear or see anything for a moment, and he was the only one in his eyes.With a thud in his chest, he understood that he really, really missed him.

The next moment, the man smiled.

The languid curve of his lips was the same as before, his brows were raised slightly, and his light-colored pupils were filled with a faint smile, reserved and meaningful.

Mo Yixuan watched his lips move slightly, as if telling him, you are here.

The determined expression seemed to have been expected, and he