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Unexpectedly, Ouyang Yue's words really moved the hesitant Jun Mochen. His little hand was suddenly held by him, and he immediately promised: "Then I will not send troops for you for the time being, okay?"

The gentle promise caused ripples in Ouyang Yue's heart. It seemed that Jun Mochen did not recognize that she was not his ninth princess.

This bit of tenderness almost made her sink, but shouldering the important responsibility of Nanling's life and death, she never forgot

Ouyang Yue glanced proudly at the door of the palace, where Lin Longqing, Liu Kui and Mo Jiu were standing stiffly. She said that Jun Mochen could not escape beauty after all, and a ninth princess did not make him delirious.

Can't tell whether the woman in her arms is the woman she loves

Mo Jiu looked at the obstructive Ninth Princess with an embarrassed expression. He clenched his fists and prevented them from sending troops. If it weren't for this woman, they would have captured Nanling and pacified the southern territory.

Mo Jiu gritted his teeth. It must not be allowed. Their hard work must not be ruined in the hands of a woman. He must make the Ninth Prince agree to send troops.

Immediately, his eyes closed heavily and he knelt down with a plop.

This sound shook the hearts of everyone present. No one thought that the proud general who had always fought on the battlefield would suddenly kneel down.

Mo Jiu faced Jun Mochen with a sad face and gritted his teeth and said: "The Ninth Prince, the last general and several generals have been going through life and death for five years, and how much effort they have put in to achieve this battle to pacify the south.

The general is by no means eager for quick success, but now is a great opportunity to capture Nanling. If we miss this opportunity, even if we want to send troops to Nanling again, many variables may occur.

I beg the Ninth Prince to assess the situation, send troops to capture Nanling as soon as possible, and pacify one side so as to live up to the grace of the Holy One!"

Immediately afterwards, Lin Longqing and Liu Kui looked at each other, as if they were about to burst out with the same passion, and they immediately knelt down heavily.

The three of them asked again in unison: "I beg the Ninth Prince to send troops -"

Ouyang Yue was afraid that Jun Mochen would change his mind, so she nervously grabbed his sleeves. Jun Mochen slightly lowered his long eyelashes and stared at Mo Jiu who was kneeling on the ground. After a long time, he brushed away Ouyang Yue's eyes.

He raised his hand, walked up to Mo Jiu and raised his lips: "Leader Mo, I know that you have worked hard and are loyal, but are your sincerity for the Holy Emperor or for me?"

Mo Jiuwan never expected that the Ninth Prince would ask this question. Yes, he was so anxious to capture Nanling out of selfish motives. Think about the fact that several of their generals have been fighting on the border for many years, not for fame and fortune, or to finish the war as soon as possible.

Go home and enjoy family happiness, why else?

Now that the Ninth Prince actually improved his image like this, Mo Jiu felt a little ashamed of himself. What's more, the question he asked was more than a dilemma. Is my allegiance to the Holy Emperor or to the Ninth Prince?

Neither party was pleased with this. Now, Mo Jiu didn't know how to respond and was just stunned.

Seeing this, Lin Longqing beside him took the initiative to reply to the stunned Mo Jiu: "Back to the Ninth Prince, as the generals of the north, it is natural for the generals to be loyal to the Holy One, but now in Kunlongji, they are loyal to the Ninth Prince. Only Jiu

Your Majesty is following!”

Jun Mochen waved his sleeves and said in a deep voice: "Since this king has made up his mind, there is no need to kneel down to persuade me anymore, please retreat!"

Mo Jiu still refused to give up and continued to say: "Nine Princes"

Snapped--

The heavy slap resounded throughout the palace, Mo Jiu's face immediately turned red, and he covered his face tightly. He raised his eyes with resentment, and stared helplessly at Ouyang Yue who had interrupted him with a slap.

Lin Longqing and Liu Kui immediately supported Mo Jiu, stared at Ouyang Yue with hatred, and gritted their teeth coldly: "Princess Ninth, the general is discussing military matters, I hope you will not interfere again and again!"

Ouyang Yue withdrew her hand as if with disdain, glanced at Mo Jiu who was kneeling on the ground, suddenly turned towards Jun Mo and smiled tenderly: "Mo, these people can't understand human language, let me teach you a lesson

They, you won’t blame me?”

"You——" This sentence made Mo Jiu and the other two people look livid with anger. Didn't this imply that they were not human? This Ninth Princess had bullied others too much. They really couldn't bear it anymore.

Mo Jiu was so impulsive that he couldn't control it. He rushed forward and wanted to return the slap on his face. He didn't care that she was the noble Ninth Princess. This woman was so annoying.

Unexpectedly, Princess Ninth stared at him with a cowardly and frightened look. She looked so weak and pitiful, which made Mo Jiu pause for a moment, but the wind in her palm had fallen and she could not take it back.

"Mo Jiu!"

Jun Mo gave a shuddering cry that sounded like it came from hell. Before Mo Jiu could finish the blow, he was already thrown out of the palace like a kite with its string cut off!

"Chief Mo——"

Lin Longqing and Liu Kui shouted in shock, rushed out, and helped up the seriously injured Mo Jiu. Seeing that he couldn't help coughing out a mouthful of blood, they looked at each other worriedly. Lord Jiu was too harsh, no matter what he said,

General Mo is also a Nanling general. If he is injured, the Southern Expedition army will suffer heavy losses.

They all shook their heads in frustration. It seemed that the Ninth Prince was not only unable to pass the test of beauty, but also had been trapped in it and could not extricate himself. This anger was not pretended. Now, if he wanted to order the Ninth Prince to send troops, I am afraid that Biden

It's still difficult in the sky

When Ouyang Yue saw this, she pursed her lips and revealed a silent smile. It was fleeting, as if she was frightened and then threw herself into Jun Mo's arms. She called out in a trembling voice: "Mo"

Jun Mochen narrowed his evil eyes and did not look at the beauty in his arms. Instead, when he glanced at Mo Jiuzhi, he felt a trace of worry, but it was also fleeting. He gently hugged Ouyang Yue's slender waist and raised his lips lazily: "In the future,

You are not allowed to get involved in politics anymore, little guy. I can defeat you once, but I won’t be able to defeat you a second time.”

Ouyang Yue frowned dissatisfied, and simply pretended to be angry and asked: "Why?"

Jun Mochen's eyes were deep, and he seemed to be staring at Ouyang Yue, and also seemed to be staring at her beautiful appearance, with a slight hint of doting: "I don't want you to get hurt."

Upon hearing such an answer, Ouyang Yue's heart seemed to be as sweet as honey. She couldn't help but smile sweetly at him and hugged his strong waist tightly.

Jun Mochen, from this moment on, you are mine, Ouyang Yue


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