The big palms hidden under his sleeves were tightly clenched, and anyone could see the emperor's forbearance.
It is not difficult for anyone to see this scene at this time. Emperor Dayang is obviously in a state of being led by the nose. Although Dayang is not a dominant country, it should not have a big problem with the desert country.
The reason why the emperor has been forbearing is because he is afraid of wasting the people and damaging the money.
Taking a deep breath, the emperor's nervous face forced a smile, and he said solemnly: "The Emperor of Mo Kingdom is also tired tonight, it is too late, and the princess is sick again. We should do the rest of the things."
Let’s have some time to discuss.” As he said this, the Emperor of Mo Kingdom did not allow him to insist any longer. The Emperor had already stood up and said in a deep voice towards Ye Hua and Hua Xuanji:
"Go back to the main account."
The dark night was completely silent. Occasionally, one could hear the sound of the scraping of armor, or the whimpering of some trumpeting birds. The full moon was obscured by dark clouds, and the entire camp was silent.
The silver mask leaned lazily on the side of Zhiya, and his slender fingers broke the dead branches in his hands one by one. Suddenly there was the sound of clothes rubbing together behind him, and the peach blossom eyes hidden under the mask narrowed slightly.
Said softly:
"Have you found out everything you were asked to check?"
"That Yu Wuxia's identity is really erratic. On the surface, he is the only son of the Prime Minister of the Mo Kingdom. However, according to our investigation, the Prime Minister of the Mo Kingdom has only one wife, and she cannot have children. Moreover, my lord, do you feel that his eyes
, very much like a person.”
"Well?" Bai Yan's voice was a bit lazy, his peach blossom eyes suddenly widened, and he covered his chin thoughtfully. "The number one prophet in Da Yang?"
"Yes." Ji Yan nodded thoughtfully, and then said: "I went to the prophet a few days ago to check, but he seemed to be missing."
"Gone." Bai Yan suddenly stood up, "Did he take away all his things?"
"Took them all away, probably moved."
The finger bones holding the branch turned slightly white: "When will it be specific?"
"One week after the prince's death."
The air seemed to freeze for an instant, and the peach blossom eyes hidden under the mask suddenly flashed a stern look. "Send everyone to search the prophet strictly, and then bring him back to me. Remember, he must be alive."
"I understand." Ji Yan clasped his fists, but did not look like he was leaving. He continued: "My lord, I feel that Mo Guo is not directing and acting this time. Mo Emperor only has this daughter, and just now
His performance is not like pretending, and he should not use Ye Linglong's life to dominate this scene."
"What do you know." Bai Yan's voice was colder than ever before. Several dead branches suddenly shattered into powder in his hands. He raised his palm slightly and looked at the dregs that were blown away by the wind. Bai Yan's voice fell into an unprecedented cold tone.
He was so cold, and there was even an unknown flame in his eyes: "You will never understand the emperor's ruthlessness."
"Who!" Xu Baiyan's voice became louder due to excitement. Several soldiers suddenly discovered their whereabouts. They shouted and rushed towards them with weapons in hand. However, the last thing they saw was a tree shadow.
"They say you are too nervous."
A thin soldier patted the person who made the first noise, yawned and said to the soldiers behind him: "Okay, everyone, everyone, go back."
"I obviously heard some noise." The first-born person rubbed his hair with some annoyance and followed behind several soldiers. He didn't forget to look back from time to time.
A bright moon slowly poked its head out from the dark clouds, and the bright moonlight gently spread over the tents one by one, adding a bit of confusion.
On this side, in the main tent, several figures gathered at the door of the main tent with heavy steps.
"Little plum." The emperor waved to his father-in-law. "Go and call the sixth prince in." He turned around and said to Yehua: "Send Hua Xuanji back first."
"My son, I obey." Yehua and Hua Xuanji leaned down together, and then quickly left the emperor's sight.
"Yehua, do you believe me? I really didn't do it." When they were approaching the tent, Hua Xuanji suddenly stopped and looked straight at Yehua with her dark eyes, full of sincerity.
"Does it hurt?" His fingers suddenly touched Hua Xuanji's fair face, and there was a bright red palm print on it. It was accidentally made by Mo Huang because Yehua didn't fully pull it because of the pain in his arm.
"Does it hurt?" Seeing that Hua Xuanji didn't reply, Yehua took a step forward and asked again.
"It doesn't hurt." Hua Xuanji shook her head in embarrassment and replied in a low voice. However, before she could finish her words, the reddish palm mark was suddenly slightly poked by a cold fingertip.
"Hiss." The unexpected pain made Hua Xuanji unable to hold back her voice, and she leaned back slightly.
"Be tough." Yehua shook his head slightly, quickly retracted his fingers, and habitually pinned a piece of hair behind Hua Xuanji's forehead.
"I have healing medicine there. I'll ask Xiaojiu to get some for you later. I have to go back to the Emperor first. Wait for me here. Let's continue at night..."
Hua Xuanji blushed. When she realized what he was talking about, she wrinkled her nose and said, "Go, go. You're not serious."
Although he said it in an angry tone, his tone could not hide the sweetness between the two of them.
Looking at Yehua's retreating red figure, Hua Xuanji took a deep breath. It seemed that Yehua believed in herself.
Thinking of this, a warm current slowly surged into my heart.
When Yehua walked in, Bai Yan had already drank nearly half of the pot of tea. Yehua bowed hurriedly and sat aside as ordered by the emperor. The conversation between the three really began.
"Yan'er, you must also know what the Emperor of Mo Kingdom said. Tell me what you think." The emperor couldn't hide his tiredness in his words. He stretched out a finger to rub his eyebrows and looked at Bai Bai with squinted eyes.
flame.
"I think it would be better for the emperor to agree to what the emperor of the desert country said and give Hua Xuanji to them, and then send it to a few cities." A pair of peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly, and Bai Yan stretched out his fingers to slowly touch the edge of the teacup.
, the voice was extremely frivolous and careless.
"No." Liang Bo's eyes suddenly tightened, and before Bai Yan could finish speaking, Ye Hua suddenly put down the teacup in his hand, knelt down in front of the emperor and interrupted.
"Brother Second Emperor, this is not the time to be emotional." Bai Yan couldn't hide the sarcasm in his words. "It's just a woman. Brother Second Emperor, if you become a great person, you must not worry about the personal affairs of these children."
Yehua took a breath. He didn't expect that he would be so impulsive. His cool eyebrows narrowed slightly. Yehua pursed his lips and said calmly:
"The reason I interrupted was not because of my children's affair. Your Majesty, if we do this, wouldn't it be a clear sign that our country is showing weakness to them? If this happens again in the future, will we have to send several cities over?"
This time, the emperor did not directly reject Ye Hua's statement as usual. Instead, he nodded slightly, looked at Ye Hua, and said word by word, "It makes sense. Then what do you think should be done."