Mo Xiuyao shook his head and said, "Originally, Mr. Chen should set off for Xiling in a few days, but now I'm afraid I'll ask Mr. to postpone the formation."

Chen Yang frowned and said, "Has the prince's plan changed?" Mo Xiuyao sighed, "It's too late. Mr. Chen, I'm going to visit southern Xinjiang."

"What?!" Chen Yang said loudly, even Feng Zhiyao, who was sitting on the side, couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, frowned in worry. Chen Yang did not give Mo Xiuyao a chance to speak at all, and shouted at Mo Xiuyao angrily: "Prince, what are you kidding? Your body is much better now than winter, but don't forget that this is just compared to winter! The climate in southern Xinjiang is humid and rainy, and it is not suitable for your body at all. And... you also know that the cold poison in your body had lost control last winter. Although you thought of it, your body will only get worse and worse now. If you change the place rashly, the cold poison may even be out of control again!" Feng Zhiyao was a little puzzled, "Isn't the warm climate in the south more suitable for the prince's body?" Chen Yang rolled his eyes angrily, "If it were like that, what did we have to do for so many years? Wouldn't it be enough to just let the prince go to the south to recuperate?"

"Mr. Chen." Mo Xiuyao frowned and looked at Chen Yang seriously and said in a deep voice: "I must go." The low and firm voice declared the speaker's immovable thought.

"Reason!" Chen Yang said angrily: "Please give me a reason why you don't take your life seriously! As a doctor, I at least have the right to know why my patient is going to die."

Mo Xiuyao sighed, full of respect for the elder who brought him back from the underworld road over the years, but unfortunately he had to go against his wishes, "Because... if I don't go, we will have to atone for death in the future." Chen Yang was shocked, and things that could make Mo Xiuyao say must not be able to stop him, or he could not stop him at all. Chen Yang seemed to have been ten years old in an instant, and said sadly: "Prince, even if you go to southern Xinjiang, your current body can't do anything." The body, which was infected with cold poison, was extremely sensitive to external climate changes. The climate in the north was dry. In time, Mo Xiuyao's body would be extremely weak and painful, let alone the rainy south. Mo Xiuyao would not have been much better than in winter in the past.

Mo Xiuyao lowered his eyes and said, "I know you have a way. Mr. Chen, I can't just go to southern Xinjiang like this. I want to stand up and appear in southern Xinjiang intact. Do you understand?"

"You are crazy!" Chen Yang cried out. Feng Zhiyao also stood up suddenly and said, "Prince, things have not reached that point yet. Why don't we set off to southern Xinjiang first? Then... let's talk about it then?"

Mo Xiuyao looked at him calmly and said, "You should know that if I can't go to southern Xinjiang, it would be too late to do so."

Feng Zhiyao lowered his head and grabbed the letter in his hand and said speechless.

Chen Yang snorted softly, "No matter how things go, there is nothing I can do! I am a doctor and not a killer, I will never let you do that!" Mo Xiuyao ignored him and said to Feng Zhiyao lightly, "Go and prepare, I want to go to the palace." Feng Zhiyao looked at him, and didn't know what to say for a long time, so he could only whisper: "Yes, Prince." Mo Xiuyao turned his hand and paddled out the door of the wheelchair. When he passed by Chen Yang, he left a faint voice, "Mr. Chen, I'm going to see the medicine when I come back."

"I won't give it to you!" Chen Yang finally completely abandoned the doctor's gentleness and shouted loudly, but unfortunately the person he was yelling had gone far away. Feng Zhiyao looked at Chen Yang with anger and blushed face and thick neck, and followed him out with the letter in his hand tightly. Chen Yang could only stare blankly in the study room, and after a while, a roar broke out, "Are your Mo family men sick? You will not live without you in this world?!"

Feng Zhiyao looked back at the study room and quickly caught up with Mo Xiuyao. Mo Xiuyao asked indifferently: "What do you want to say?"

Feng Zhiyao was stunned for a moment, and finally could only shake his head and said, "I have nothing to say. Please allow Feng San to be casual."

Mo Xiuyao frowned and said, "You need to leave the matter in the capital to deal with it."

Feng Zhiyao raised his eyebrows, and there was a bit of heroism that he didn't usually have. "Prince, Feng San is a soldier. His life's ambition is to go all over the battlefield, not to control the secret guards to collect information." Mo Xiuyao was stunned and looked back at Feng Zhiyao. For too long, he forgot about it. When they were naughty children, Feng Zhiyao, dressed in red, stood in front of him and said that I would become a peerless general who would win every battle in the future. Then, Feng Zhiyao gave up the Feng family's life of being rich and frugal at the age of thirteen and followed him to die. Perhaps if it weren't for that incident that year, Feng Zhiyao had become a famous general as he wished, rather than living in the capital like now, appearing in front of the world with the image of a romantic young man, just to hide the identity of the secret guards.

After a long time, Mo Xiuyao whispered: "Okay, if they really... then they should know your relationship with the Ding King's Mansion. I will make other arrangements for the secret guards." At the beginning, Feng Zhiyao followed him to fight on the battlefield anonymously, and few people knew about it, but not without them. Feng Zhiyao was overjoyed, "Thank you, your prince!" Mo Xiuyao replied faintly: "It's me that I should thank you. Also, send someone to send a quick horse to A Li, be careful of Shu Manlin!"

Nanzhao Capital

Ye Li looked helplessly at Han Mingxi and Xu Qingchen, who was indifferent to him, "Young Master Han..." Han Mingxi snorted and turned her face to Ye Li and smiled: "Sister Liuyun, don't be so polite. Since you know Jun Wei, just call me to declare Brother Zhixi." Ye Li glanced at him speechlessly and swallowed all the things he wanted to persuade him. Seeing that the little beauty refused to pay attention to him, Han Mingxi shrugged his shoulders and looked at Ye Li with regret, "Speak up." Come on, Sister Liuyun and Jun Wei are really similar. In fact, Jun Wei is not the younger brother of Mr. Qingchen, but the younger brother of Sister Liuyun? Are you both surnamed Chu?" Ye Li wiped his sweat silently in his heart, "Brother Qingchen is really Jun Wei's eldest brother." Han Mingxi rolled his eyes and blinked at Ye Li harmlessly, "Then Jun Wei's name must not be real? Sister Liuyun, tell your brother if it's okay? What's Jun Wei's name?"

Ye Li felt miserable and secretly regretted why he had been thrust in his mind for help. He looked at Xu Qingchen who was drinking tea leisurely. Xu Qingchen picked it and said indifferently: "Xu Qingliu."
Chapter completed!