"Slave, just a slave!"

In addition to protecting the masters like them from the wind and rain, at certain times, it is another life and another way to survive for the master. This is the concept that Mo Yuzhuang has been instilled in since she was a child, and it is also the concept that Mo Yuzhuang has always believed in.

A code of conduct that is never questioned.

"How cold-blooded!"

People in this era are so cold-blooded!

Lowering his head and no longer looking into Mo Yuzhuang's cold eyes, Leng Yuhan did not refute anything.[

Leng Yuhan knew that the distance between Mo Yuzhuang and him was not only the distance of this era, but also the distance of the universe spanning two different time and space.

"This is not cold-blooded! It's common sense! If the prince dies, will there be a second Nine Phoenix Kings in this world? The law of survival is the law of the jungle, and no one can feel mercy!"

If possible, Mo Yuzhuang wouldn't want to step on those people's bones and move forward.

But there are no ifs in this world, so for seventeen years, he has been living among the bones of others, and has been stepping on the bones of others, working hard to climb up layer by layer, never getting discouraged!

"I hate Yuzhuang!"

I hate my own incompetence and weakness, and I also hate my avoidance.

They are all smart enough to think that by hiding in the small patch of sky belonging to Shi Hanyan, they will be favored by fate and live a carefree life from now on.

But she was wrong.

Things in the world don't mean she wants peace, God will give her a peaceful world.

"Everyone hates, so that's okay."

Hatred will not change anything, it will only increase the danger in people's hearts and make the world more helpless. Apart from that, it will not bring any benefits. Mo Yuzhuang has long seen this unchangeable fact.

Looking at Leng Yuhan's suddenly raised face, Mo Yuzhuang wondered if she had seen it wrong.

Why do you see the word ‘resistance’ on Leng Yuhan’s face?

"Yuzhuang, I want to change this world."

What came out of his small mouth were extremely firm words, and Leng Yuhan didn't want to hide anymore.

Destiny, if it doesn't let her explode in silence, then let her perish in silence!

She wants to live a great life, die gloriously, and live a life as heavy as Mount Tai!

"Oh? Change the world? Your Majesty is so bold!"

The corners of her beautifully curved lips were gently raised, and Mo Yuzhuang smiled. Her smile was like a blooming peony, with brilliant colors and everlasting light.[

"Have you ever heard of a saying?"

Leng Yuhan knew that Mo Yuzhuang was laughing at his own overestimation.

"What words?"

"How bold a person is, how productive the land is! If you don't want to change the world, then change yourself."

This sentence was said by Leng Yuhan's mother who had already traveled to immortality.

When my mother was very young, she went to the countryside as an educated youth and was deeply influenced by the thoughts of the leaders of Mao Zedong’s generation.

"Huh? How bold are people and how productive is the land? Hahaha!"

Mo Yuzhuang smiled and her body trembled a little. Such a funny statement was really interesting.

"Isn't it funny? Don't underestimate me. My future is bright and promising."

Leng Yuhan said it righteously, it was true, Shi Hanyan would become the queen of this world in the future.

"Have you ever heard of the story of the fly, Your Majesty?"

My mood was no longer as complicated as when I first met Leng Yuhan. Mo Yuzhuang suddenly felt relaxed and wanted to tell Leng Yuhan a story.

"What's the meaning?"

Today is the second time Leng Yuhan said this.

Because Leng Yuhan understands more and more the thoughts of ancient people, could it be that there is a generation gap? A generation gap that spans thousands of years?

"There was a fly that rushed into the bedroom and wanted to fly outside to eat. It flew day and night, hovering on the roof all day long, hoping that one day the owner of the house would open the door and let it out.

It's a pity that every time it failed to fly out as expected, because as soon as the owner of the house saw it, he picked up a handkerchief and beat it desperately, and then closed the door tightly after it flew away.

As a result, every day and night, the fly can only look at the beautiful world outside and sigh, because it can never get out."

"Tell the important point."

When a mouse carries wood, the big head is behind?

Mo Yu makeups him, and he breathes heavily when he talks!

"The point is, the future of the fly is also very bright, but it has no way out. So it can only be trapped in the house forever!"[

Spreading his hands, Mo Yuzhuang said with great regret.

"You compare me to a fly?"

Very angry!

Leng Yuhan stood up excitedly, pulled at the wound on his body, grinned in pain, and stopped.

"Haha, how dare Yuzhuang compare the prince to a fly!"

Are flies more self-aware than the prince? Mo Yuzhuang added this sentence in his mind.

Want to change the world?

Why haven’t you heard the prince say this before?

Besides, just by the prince’s own efforts?

I'm afraid even I can't defeat it!

"Yuzhuang, what if I can?"

Leng Yuhan knew that Mo Yuzhuang was laughing at him because Mo Yuzhuang didn't understand him, so Leng Yuhan wasn't surprised.

That’s how things are in the world, isn’t there that famous saying?

Those who know me tell me that I am worried; those who don’t know me tell me what I want.

It seems that in this world, there will always be only Shangguan Lin who can always stand on his own side regardless of the reasons and consequences.

"Your Highness, are you asking Yuzhuang seriously?"

Her eyes are deep and dark, with the ability to make people fall deeply into them. Could it be that this is the style of a venerable person?

"certainly."

Leng Yuhan answered in the affirmative. If you don’t want to change yourself, you can only change the whole world.

Wouldn't it be better to make this world less joyful and joyful, and less painful?

"If the prince is serious, Yuzhuang can promise you a lifelong companionship."

Giving her his heart is the most important promise in his life.

From the time when he was so young when she took off his clothes and carried him to the bed, he was ready to give his heart to her.

If she hadn't kept silent all these years, how could he be willing to be an outsider with her in the eyes of the world?

"Haha. Then I would like to thank Yuzhuang for your kindness. I want to get something from Yuzhuang."

Leng Yuyu thought of Shangguan Lin and the dangerous time bomb.

"Your Majesty, please speak."

She wants to negotiate terms with him? What terms?

"I want one person's life. If I can really change the whole world, I hope Yuzhuang will not forget the promise made today."

Although Shangguan Lin had promised himself to save his life under any circumstances, it was better to have double insurance.

"Yuzhuang is not a cheater. Prince, don't worry."

Haha, a person’s life?

Could she have insight into the secrets of heaven?

Mo Yuzhuang's heart sank. Is Youtang's prophecy true?

‘The Phoenix King of the Nine Heavens Xuanxing appears, uniting the rivers and the Pingchuan. Yin and Yang are separated by ten people’s roads, leaving only the Lord of You to shock Huang Han.’

Could it be

The Phoenix King in front of me is really the empress Da Huanger who unified the four kingdoms?

The woman he has always loved deeply is really the Great Phoenix Emperor who will go down in history and be deeply respected and worshiped by future generations?

As noon approached, Leng Yuhan ran to the dining area on the first floor and ordered two simple meals. He brought them back to the house, and had a few hasty bites with Mo Yuzhuang.

When you are in other places, the luxury is naturally not as good as in the palace. The meals that ordinary people tasted good turned out to be unappetizing and boring in Mo Yuzhuang's mouth.

Leng Yuhan glanced at Mo Yuzhuang, who obviously had no appetite, and felt pity in his heart.

I think Mo Yuzhuang is also a picky person who has been pampered since she was a child. How has she ever tasted such a clear soup and fresh water meal?

"Yuzhuang, don't you want to eat more?"

The body is the capital of revolution. Only by eating and drinking enough can you have the energy to escape from here. How can you do it with so little food?

When he went out to get meals just now, Leng Yuhan quietly observed their current situation.

Then, Leng Yuhan discovered a very frustrating fact. They were being followed, and they were not in the same group.

"No, I can't eat it."

Putting down her chopsticks, Mo Yuzhuang took a mouthwash to remove the strange smell from the dishes.

"Yuzhuang, thank you for your hard work."

Leng Yuhan knew that Mo Yuzhuang suffered all these hardships because of him.

If Mo Yuzhuang's horoscope and Shi Hanyan's horoscope were not intertwined, perhaps Mo Yuzhuang would have been married long ago and lived a small life of a wife and a child, which is enviable by ordinary people.

In Shi Hanyan's memory, Mo Yuzhuang was the son of Mo Qingwen, the former prime minister of the Huangfeng Kingdom. Because his mother supported the former crown princess, he was demoted three levels by the current empress Shi Hanran. Later, he was demoted by the current empress Shi Hanran for conspiracy to force the palace to usurp the throne.

Except for those who were hired by officials and those who were hired by slaves, for all generations listed in the genealogy, women were sold into slavery, while men were used as official prostitutes or sold into brothels.

At that time, Mo Yuzhuang had just entered her prime, no less than five years old and no more than seven years old.

Before he could enjoy the beauty of childhood, he was classified as a lowly child, and from then on he began his wandering career as a maiko.

"If you don't work hard, your life will be hard."

How could he have come to this poor place if he hadn't been slack for a moment?

Mo Yuzhuang smiled slowly when she saw the pity in Leng Yuhan's eyes.

So she also cares about herself?

Mo Yuzhuang thought that the woman who had been poisoned by Huitongcao would never care about herself again, but would only care about her husbands.

"Yuzhuang, how about I rent a carriage to take you back first?"

Leng Yuhan didn't know what to ask.

In fact, during the past few days when they fell into the water, the three of them did not feel comfortable for a moment. Just look at the great result of their current injuries, one major injury, one minor injury, and one unconscious.

They are now at the end of their rope and are about to be completely wiped out.

Unless Shangguan Lin could arrive before those who were watching outside took action, judging from their current sad situation of not being able to lift their hands or shoulders, they would have absolutely no chance of returning alive.

Leng Yuhan is not afraid of death because he has died before.

But Leng Yuhan was afraid that others would die in front of him, and he was afraid of the painful cold feeling when others left.

"don't want!"

These two simple and concise words held back what Leng Yuhan wanted to say.

"Then, what do you want? Die with me?"

The energy that was already tortured by the pain on his body was completely gone. In addition, he had to take care of Luoyang who was in a coma. Leng Yuhan really had no energy to take care of Yuzhuang.

"Can."

If we live together, we will live together; if we die, we will die together!

This is what he thought from the moment he recognized her, but she forgot all about it.

I forgot everything that had ever happened between them, the relationship they had had as husband and wife for nearly ten years.

Ignoring Leng Yuhan's somewhat angry face, Mo Yuzhuang squinted his eyes slightly and glanced at the figures shaking faintly at the crack of the window.

"Then tell me, how can I go back?"

Leng Yuhan was almost hurt internally by Mo Yuzhuang. If Mo Yuzhuang could return to the palace by himself, at least he could save some worries.

"What? The prince doesn't want to see me here so much?"

Stupid woman! If he goes back, does she think she can still be alive?

If it weren't for the names of the four shadow guards in Youtang, I'm afraid those people outside the house would have rushed in and skinned them and removed their bones. Could they have kept her alive until now?

Didn't the rumors say that King Huang was a man of great wisdom?

Mo Yuzhuang lowered her thick eyes. Maybe the truth is not as rumored?

"Are you thinking wrong? Is this king afraid that you will be in danger?"

Leng Yuhan decided to have a good argument with Mo Yuzhuang.

"Your Majesty, aren't you afraid that Yuzhuang will be able to get out of this door if she is destined to, but will not be able to enter the gate of Huang Mansion if she is not destined to be?"

Mo Yuzhuang looked disapproving.

"This? That's right! If there is a robbery or something along the way, you will become a wisp of the soul! Alas! More people are more powerful. Even if you die, you can cause less trouble to others, which is good

tidy."

Leng Yuhan stopped talking. In the first round, he was defeated!

"Have you figured it out?"

It’s too unchallenging. You can do it in one sentence!

Complete victory!

Mo Yuzhuang put back her thoughts of playing around, picked up the chopsticks on the table, dipped them in tea, and drew boring circles on the table, thinking secretly in her heart.

The person who kidnapped him was Liu Mei'er, and the person who bullied Luoyang was Long Liang's fourth prince Ran Qingchen.

The people outside the window were one group of soft guards from the Shao family in the west, and the other group was the Wolf-breaking Army secretly cultivated by the Xuan Zhao royal family. Together with their own shadow guards, people from the four countries gathered together and fell into the water.

This small town far away from the imperial capital is really star-studded at this time!

It seems that the treasure land of Huangfeng Girl Country is really a piece of fat in the eyes of others!

Everyone wants to get it and occupy it, and they all want to grab it.

Button!

There was a knock on the door, and Mo Yuzhuang's eyes turned cold as he looked at the door lock.

Are those people impatient to take action?

"who?"

Mo Yuzhuang stopped Leng Yuhan from opening the door and asked loudly.

"Little Fu Chrome is the shopkeeper of Guihuang Inn."

A woman's voice came from outside the door. The sound was loud and uncomfortable.

"What's the matter?"

Pulling Leng Yuhan to the edge of the cave, Mo Yuzhuang signaled Leng Yuhan to help Luoyang, then picked up a chair and walked towards the door.

"I'm here to ask Hakka. Your hotel fee is running low. Do you want to extend your stay?"

Mo Yuzhuang and Leng Yuhan looked at each other, and Leng Yuhan shook his head in confusion.

Luoyang paid the rent at first, and Leng Yuhan had no idea how many days Luoyang had paid the rent.

Mo Yuzhuang sighed helplessly and signaled Leng Yuhan to be silent.

Holding the chair tightly, Mo Yuzhuang pretended to be calm and said, "Stay here. Come in and get the money."

"Yes, Hakka."

After waiting for a moment, the door was gently pushed open.

"I'll make it impossible for you to come back!"

As soon as she saw the door being pushed open, Mo Yuzhuang immediately used force in her hands, rolled up her chair and hit the person on the back of the head hard.

"Hmm."

The person who was hit collapsed to the ground before he had time to react, with a stream of blood pouring out from the back of his head.

"Hmph! Shopkeeper?"

Glancing at the military boots on the visitor's feet, Mo Yuzhuang tore the visitor's clothes to pieces, revealing a red wolf head mark on the edge of the military boots that went below the knees, which was the military emblem of the Xuan Zhao Po Wolf Army.

"Yuzhuang, you?"

Leng Yuhan, who rarely saw bloody scenes, shook his eyes and almost fainted.

"Your Majesty has been on the battlefield for a long time and has seen all big scenes. This bit of blood should be just a spark for Your Majesty."

Mo Yuzhuang kicked the limp body on the ground, picked up a broken chair leg and stuffed it into Leng Yuhan's hand.

"You, what do you want to do?"

Looking at the eyes that were still open and looking at him, Leng Yuhan felt sick and wanted to vomit.

"I don't ask to save others, I just want to protect myself. Others have come to the house to kill me, why does the prince still want to sit back and wait for death?"

Taking Luoyang from Leng Yuhan's arms, she wrapped the sheet on her back. Mo Yuzhuang didn't even look at Leng Yuhan. Her jade face was as cold as the impermanence in hell. She carried Luoyang on her back and quickly walked out the door.

Mo Yuzhuang, who didn't want to reveal her identity in front of Shi Hanyan, was ready to find her own way out.

"Yuzhuang?"

What a handsome man!

Leng Yuhan was shocked by Mo Yuzhuang's sudden burst of masculinity.

Is this, this, is this still the Moyu in modern times?

So Mo Yu’s past life was so touching?

"Your Majesty, aren't you leaving yet?"

Looking back, he glanced at Leng Yuhan, who was still immersed in numbness, and asked indifferently.

How long has it been and she is still standing there dumbfounded?

"Go, go."

Leng Yuhan listened to Mo Yuzhuang's words and ran quickly to follow Mo Yuzhuang outside the house.

"If we're lucky, maybe we can still open this Guihuang Inn."

In desperation, without caring about the difference between men and women, Mo Yuzhuang took Leng Yuhan's hand and protected Leng Yuhan by her side.

"I hope so."

Leng Yuhan replied dejectedly. She knew that she never had good luck, and God really didn't give Mo Yuzhuang and Leng Yuhan more good luck.

When Mo Yuzhuang and Leng Yuhan turned left, right, right, left, and finally left the room that Leng Yuhan had specially booked, and came to the courtyard, rows of people in black had already

He was ready and waiting for them for a long time.

"A bunch of rabble!"

A few cold and biting words came out of his lips, and the soft blade on Mo Yuzhuang's waist shook, and the silver light suddenly leaked out!

The cold front is sharp and strikes directly at the vital point. Wherever the figure passes, blood is everywhere and the stumps are scattered.

The fresh blood, accompanied by the screams of people, turned into blossoming plum petals and dyed Mo Yuzhuang's white clothes red.

Leng Yuhan was grabbed by Mo Yuzhuang and covered behind her, protecting her very firmly and tightly.

Leng Yuhan's heart almost rose to his throat, and he was so shocked that he couldn't speak.

It turns out that Mo Yuzhuang, who was both a crybaby and a coward in that era, turned out to be a brave and stunningly beautiful man in his own era when he returned to his own era!

"If Your Majesty has time to think about it, why not save some energy for Yuzhuang?"

A sword sliced ​​open the shoulder of the man in black in front of him, and Mo Yuzhuang's breath was disordered as he spoke.

That damn Liu Meier, how much of the soft body powder did she give him?
Chapter completed!