"Young Master!"

With a call, Mo Ming and Ying Ruge both looked over. Mo Qu'er followed Yin Li and walked towards the two of them. Judging from his expression, he must have been shocked by this sudden turn of events.

When they arrived, Yin Li fell into Mo Ming's arms, sobbing slightly. Mo Ming's eyes were gentle and he gently stroked his wife's back with his hands.

"As long as you two are fine."

Mo Qu'er didn't laugh and laugh, and had a serious look on her face. Although Ying Ruge had doubts about Mo Qu'er, it didn't stop him from having a good impression of the little milk cat.

"Zhuangzi destroyed it and rebuilt it, and it was fine as long as no one was in trouble."

The words were so comforting, but when I looked back at the messy Mojia Zhuangzi and the bloodstains all over the ground, I could see that no one was harmed. To say that I was lucky, I could only be glad that Yin Li and Tong Quer were okay. I wanted to come to my mother's house.

Side, it should be fine.

Just as Mo Ming was thinking about going to see his mother, Mo Qu'er spoke before him and said: "Young Master, go to the study. Madam and the old man have something to tell you."

Mo Ming comforted Yin Li a few more words, and then led Ying Ruge to the study.

It's only a few hundred steps to the study, but the sight along the way can't help but make people's hearts tremble. Not to mention a lot of buildings were destroyed, and there were bloodstains all over the ground. Under the rocks and broken trees, there were also the corpses of the disciples and servants of the sect. Those who survived

The disciples and servants in the sect were busy cleaning up. Judging from their expressions, they were also extremely sad.

Only twenty steps away from the study, a severed hand was lying there quietly, with the severed part already covered in blood and flesh.

Mo Ming couldn't help but sigh, but was speechless.

He knocked on the door softly three times and when he heard a response, he opened the door and led Ying Ruge into the study.

There were three people sitting in the study, the Mo family's wife and two old men. Mo Ming recognized the two old men as Jian Lao and Hu Lao.

The three of them were sitting at the tea table, with a tea table and five chairs. The main seat was an armchair, and there were official hat chairs at the opposite door to the left and right. Sitting at the main seat was the princess, who had lost all her charm but still retained her charm.

Sitting on the left side of the princess is the old swordsman who had talked with Zhong Xihou twice, and on the right is the tiger man who was sent by the princess to protect Zhu Yinuo.

When the tiger man saw Ying Ruge behind Mo Ming, he couldn't help but frown slightly and looked at the princess and Jian Lao. He wanted to say something, but was stopped by Jian Lao's eyes.

After saying hello one by one, Mo Ming and Ying Ruge sat on the two empty official hat chairs.

The princess did not move, Jian Lao used a tea tong to straighten the two cups, then raised the justice cup to pour a cup of tea for each of them.

Ying Ruge didn't understand tea, and Mo Ming wasn't proficient in it, but he was close to her. Looking at the dark red tea soup, and seeing a clay pot being brewed aside, she roughly guessed that the tea in the cup was bitter tea.

Mo Ming raised the cup and drank it all in one gulp, frowning slightly as the bitter taste filled his mouth.

Ying Ruge also drank it all in one gulp, but her expression remained unchanged.

Hu Lao looked at Ying Ruge, his eyes couldn't help but show approval, and then said: "This little friend is the second young master that Mr. Jian mentioned. He is indeed one of the best among men."

Ying Ruge didn't understand that the world was already turning upside down outside, but these three people were still drinking tea in the study, and they were drinking such extremely bitter tea.

"Changkong, do you truly regard Ming'er as your elder brother?"

The princess suddenly asked, and both Ying Ruge and Mo Ming couldn't help but be stunned. Ying Ruge didn't know how to answer, so she could only nod slightly.

Ask yourself, since you entered Muhan Tower, Qin Yue'er has been with you all year round, and you no longer have much obsession with your life experience. That day Liu Sanqing died, the hatred of his biological parents for abandoning him, or the kindness of giving birth to his flesh and blood.

The lake is calm and there are no more waves.

Why did you come into contact with the Mo family or the Zhu family once or twice?

It was also because I came to Jinling and then to Mo County, where I met one Mo family and the Zhu family. But the same kind of love is hidden in everyone's heart. How to be truly free and easy?

Finally, I thought that after settling the matter in the building, I would really go back and not have any contact with the Mohist and Zhu family again, which would be considered as a reduction in my obsession.

Although Ying Ruge didn't answer, she nodded, and the princess was satisfied. She asked again: "Changkong, although you and Ming'er are not biological children, it is gratifying that the Mo family is in trouble, and you are willing to die for each other. If I ask you

, Ming'er has become the Lord of Lincheng, what do you think?"

A bolt from the blue, these words are really better than the purple python thunder and lightning of heavenly calamity.

Ying Ruge didn't know how to answer. Haven't the Zhu and Mo families been friends for generations? The princess was born into the Zhu family, so how could she say such a thing? Mo Ming, on the other hand, frowned. After all, her mother still asked such a question.

"The old prince is old, and my nephew who is the prince is a short-lived man after all. And Yinuo, you have seen him a few times." The princess paused, although her expression did not change, but she wanted to say this.

Her words finally made things difficult for her.

Although Hu Lao has not been in the Mo family as long as Jian Lao, his loyalty can be seen from heaven and earth. Seeing that his mother has stopped talking and will not continue, he sighed slightly and said: "Little friend, do you know how many people try to kill every year?"

Young prince?"

Ying Ruge couldn't guess that he had sent people to protect Zhu Yinuo for some time. Except for the time when Shenshui Yuan took action, he had never seen any assassins.

"Since the birth of the young prince, the Mo family has given up more than two hundred lives." After saying these words, Hu Lao's tone changed, and his tone was full of grief.

The Mo family alone sacrificed more than two hundred lives, but what about the King of Jinling? Ying Ruge really doesn’t understand, is Zhu Yinuo worthy of such attention?

"If His Royal Highness the Crown Prince disappears one day, and the young prince puts on a python robe, with his ability, he can

Can you really still survive?"

Thinking of Xin Dunu next to Zhu Jiannan, Ying Ruge didn't understand, so she had to ask: "His Royal Highness is also a weak person, and he has an amazing bodyguard by his side, so why can't he have such a figure beside Zhu Yinuo?"

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At this time Jian Lao spoke and listened to him: "If the young prince has a strategy like that of the prince, and has the help of civil servants and generals, Lincheng will not be bad. But after all, Zhu Yinuo is Zhu Yinuo, and Zhu Jiannan,

It’s Zhu Jiannan.”

"Why do seniors and others look down on this young prince so much? Linghu has not had any contact with the young prince. In Linghu's view, although the young prince has always been arrogant and likes flower houses, he has nothing to do with those nobles in the palace.

Compared with the young master, he has never really been greedy for beauty, and he cannot be considered a dandy. Knowing clearly that Qi Yuan decides on martial arts cultivation, this young prince still perseveres. With such toughness, is it possible that he cannot become a king?"

The princess and Jian Lao did not move, but Mo Ming was a little surprised. He looked at Ying Ruge and waited for him to continue.

"It is said in the scriptures that there is no need to confine one's residence and one's nature. If a husband does not suppress him, he will never tire of it. Compared with the prince, the young prince is indeed very different. In terms of his nature, is there any difference? In Linghu's opinion, the young prince is

As a king, you can really do what the scriptures say."

The princess also looked at Ying Ruge, and she was also curious as to why Linghu Changkong spoke for Zhu Yinuo.

After Ying Ruge finished speaking, she said slowly: "As a king, I protect the people of a place. Xiao Yinuo is not interested in politics and wants to travel around the world. How can he protect the people of the city?"

Ying Ruge was about to speak, but Mo Ming held her hand down. He turned his head and Mo Ming smiled and stopped talking.

Mo Ming nodded slightly to his mother and the two seniors of the Mo family, and then said: "Do you know that my mother and the two seniors know that Xiao Yinuo has gone to find someone in order to practice swordsmanship?"

The three of them looked at Mo Ming, quite curious.

Mo Ming was still smiling, but for some reason, his smile looked a bit cunning.

"Everyone knows that Xiao Yinuo was taught a lesson by Zhong Xihou with a bamboo stick. But a few people know that Xiao Yinuo went to Zhong Xihou's residence the next day with a gift to learn swordsmanship."

As soon as these words came out, the expressions of the three of them could not help but change slightly. But after all, they were of the same age and had the same experience, so their expressions could only change for a moment, and they would not be noticed unless they stared carefully.

"A few years ago, Xuan Tu thought that if his cousin died, Lincheng would decline. But do you remember your mother and the two seniors? Why did Xiao Yinuo not wait for Xuan Tu to get married and insist on traveling in the world? Because of this

The little guy overheard an elixir called Naga Huiming Pill. Have my mother and the two seniors ever heard of this elixir?"

Everyone was silent, and Mo Ming had no choice but to continue: "I heard that farther west, people there say that Naga Huiming Pill is an elixir given by God. Xiao Yinuo is only so old, but he is still young enough to have his hair tied up, even though he is from Jinling City.

Wine and beauty, walking around the world with a sword. Don't they all think that Xiao Yinuo is stupid, so stupid that he doesn't know how much he weighs, and may face dangers? When he went on a trip, my Mo family and Zhu family did lose a lot of ability.

Man, has anyone noticed the changes in the little prince who has returned?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the entire study became quiet and awkward.

Or Mo Ming continued: "Xuan Tu knew that his mother and the two elders were not greedy for power, so he asked Xuan Tu if he wanted to be the king? The Mohist family's ancestral training said that it is not involved in government affairs, and the Mohist marquis is just a false name. Forgive Xuan Tu for thinking about the python robe.

It's too heavy, and it's so heavy that it's hard to move forward."

The person who is most thoughtful at this moment is none other than the princess.

Thinking about her three nephews, when Ying'er was born, she was just a girl. When Qi'er was born, she had feelings for the young master of the Mo family. When Xiao Yinuo was born, she was already a mother.

I'm afraid no one in Daye can match Ying'er's talents, but Ying'er is too eager to advance and doesn't understand the principle of a stream turning into a sea. What about Qi'er? It would be best if he could be a romantic and carefree king. But after all, Qi'er

My son's surname is Zhu. With his thin body, even if it is difficult to resist the mountain, what can he do?

Looking back now, or when they knew about the problem of Xiao Yi Nuo Qi Source, everyone had given up.

What is Xiao Yinuo's character like? Is he a dandy or arrogant, or is he really a slave and doing asceticism day and night?

"What happened to Xiao Yinuo is no longer important. Ming'er, you have seen how Tianshui Villa is doing today. Do you think it was something your grandpa never expected? The Mo family always likes to live in a corner, but they have no choice but to cherish the treasure.

Sin, Ming'er, do you understand?"

Mo Ming was silent. He looked at Ying Ruge for about five or six seconds before he spoke. He still looked at Ying Ruge, but it was Jian Lao and Hu Lao who asked him.

"Seniors, are spiritual things really as beautiful as beautiful jade?"

Although Hu Lao is a master of the Mo family, he does not use a sword, so he remained silent. The old man stroked his beard, took a sip of the bitter tea in the cup, and then said: "It is not easy to turn a dead thing into a spirit. Ming'er, do you know where it is?

What is hidden in the water of Koutan?"

Mo Ming shook his head, and Ying Ruge also concentrated his energy. He was also very curious about the pool where black dragons and white phoenixes could emerge.

Jian Lao looked at Ying Ruge, and then at the princess. The latter nodded slightly, and then spoke, listening to him: "The Mo family not only has a sword like Mo Yu, but also Mo Yu's sword.

It is a sword with spirit. Naturally, now that the spirit is dead, no matter how sentimental the sword is, no matter how many people think that Mo Yujian's many changes are quite mysterious, it is just an ordinary dead thing."

Mo Ming has never owned a spiritual sword, and has no feeling for the spiritual sword. But Ying Ruge frowned slightly. He once owned thirteen spiritual swords, and the origin of each one has a long story.

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To be continued...