"Ying, he's back, and he brought someone with him."
Bei Yeying followed Bei Yejing's gaze and saw that Mo Yang was riding a horse with a woman. The two seemed very close.
Bei Yejing glanced at Cai'er and said jokingly: "Finally, it turns out you are a beauty."
Bei Yeying said coldly: "Who is she?"
Mo Yang explained matter-of-factly: "She is Cai'er, we are childhood sweethearts, and she came to see me."
Bei Yeying glanced at Cai'er strangely: "Having a woman by your side is simply a burden."
Cai'er retorted: "I won't be a burden to teach and be a burden to Mo Yang."
Bei Yejing also said: "At the end, it is indeed inconvenient for a woman to be in the military camp."
Mo Yang said: "I will camp in the same tent as Cai'er. There is nothing inconvenient."
Bei Yeying couldn't believe it, "She is in the same tent as you!?"
Bei Yejing smiled and said: "Ying, it's nothing. Don't you have many concubines in your house?"
Bei Yeying gritted his teeth and said, "They are all still virgins!"
Mo Yang said: "If you have a lustful heart, you don't have the courage to be lustful."
Bei Yeying was petrified on the spot, and even Bei Yejing and Cai'er were stunned for a long time.
Soon, the army arrived at Yuancheng
Ma Luo, the superior of Yuancheng City Gate, looked down at Bei Yeying coldly. He had checked Bei Yeying before, but he was just a cynical young man, but Baili actually lost to him. He was so hidden.
Dew’s northern night shadow!
From the gate of Yuancheng came the overwhelming sound of drums and horns, deafening.
Winds and clouds are swirling, sand and rocks are flying, horses' hooves are beating wildly, gold and iron horses are fighting, and soldiers are fighting each other.
In a tent not far from the gate of Yuancheng, Mo Yang and Cai'er were sitting together, Qian Hu munching pastries.
Unfortunately, Ye Yang once again acted as a messenger, "It was Sima Luoqing, the prince of Nanxiao King, who took charge."
"Our army has already broken open the city gate. The battle between the two armies is fierce. The enemy has more cavalry. Our army is at a slight disadvantage..."
"With all due respect, villain, why didn't Young Master Mo go to watch the battle? It's up to the villain's ability to ensure Young Master Mo's safety."
"...You continue to inquire first." Mo Yang hesitated for a moment. Xiang Ting had said that he should try not to see blood, and he gradually became particularly sensitive to the smell of blood. The smell of blood was very uncomfortable...
"Sir, His Highness is fighting Sima Luoqing at the city gate. The winner is hard to decide for the time being, and His Highness Jing is trapped..." Ye Yang looked sad, but had to obey his master's order to protect Mo Yang, feeling in his heart