Yu Beixian saw the sincere emotion in her eyes, and his heart moved slightly. He felt an inexplicable sense of accomplishment. This was the only time since he boarded the plane that he felt so strongly. It was so strong that he couldn't look away because she looked like Mo. Qing Huan imagined her words as being said by Mo Qing Huan
Mo Qinghuan's words have always been helpful to him
Yu Beixian looked at the sky and felt that it was getting late. He didn't answer her words and turned around and walked outside: "I'll come back another day."
Mo Xiaohuan watched his leaving figure, then heard the sound of the carriage going away, then walked slowly to the swing and sat down.
After a while, Xiaotao brought out some tea and handed it to her: "Miss, have a sip of tea. I haven't had it since I came back."
Mo Xiaohuan glanced at her: "Why didn't you come out just now?" She was very thirsty.
"The emperor was here just now. I was afraid that the emperor would chop my head off, so I didn't come out." Xiao Tao stuck out her tongue and then said, "Miss, didn't you say you were leaving for Daliang? Why haven't you left yet?"
Someone in the dark was about to leave, but when he heard this, he stayed and listened quietly.
Mo Xiaohuan leaned against the swing, patted his side and said, "Sit here."
Xiaotao walked over obediently, took the cup from her hand, and waited quietly for her to say
Mo Xiaohuan rested his head on Xiao Tao's shoulder and said: "It's not the right time yet. I have to hold Yu Beixian back. I can't let him send out troops so quickly. Besides, your prince doesn't know where he is now. If he sends out troops, , Mr. Fufeng, I don’t know if I can stop him.”
Xiao Tao suddenly said something shocking: "Miss, do you think Young Master Fufeng is just for decoration? Young Master Fufeng is as powerful as the prince. Over the years, the prince has many subordinates, not to mention generals, as far as the emperor is concerned. People are nothing at all.”
When Mo Xiaohuan heard her words, she couldn't help but straightened up and looked at her: "Yo yo yo, why is my Xiao Tao so good at talking today? Who taught you this?"
"What? This is what Brother Xiaojun said. How dare I not know about it?" Xiaotao curled her lips and said
"Brother Xiaojun? They're so close, no wonder." Mo Xiaohuan laughed at her, and seeing that she seemed to be unhappy, she changed the subject and said, "That's right. Actually, I hope not to fight. The two of them are brothers, no?" Those who are close are also cousins, they are always siblings."
"But miss, aren't you afraid of what the emperor will do to you?" Xiao Tao's meaning was obvious.
Mo Xiaohuan also looked helpless: "I also know that men are the most dangerous animals, just like your prince, he is not simple, and this Yu Beixian is not a fuel-efficient lamp either. Hey, he is easy to deal with, but it's nothing special Because of the war, I have no choice but to do this. Prince Daliang will be returning to China in the next few days, so this is a bit tricky."
When Xiao Tao heard that it was a bit difficult, she said, "Miss, I can help." Xiao Tao patted her chest.
At this time a voice came over
"Miss Mo is really here," a man's voice said
When Mo Xiaohuan heard this voice, her heart trembled again. She looked up and saw that it was the man she had just seen at Huan Pei's place. His name seemed to be Yu Wen Chi Lai.
"My slave, please give your regards to the prince!" Xiao Tao knelt down at the sound without even looking at the person's face.
The visitor, Yu Wenchi, said with a horrified look on his face: "I'm not a prince, little girl, you don't have to kneel to me when you get up." His voice sounded unbearable.
Mo Xiaohuan looked at him and felt that his voice and breath were very similar, but he didn't look the same, and his appearance gave people a completely different impression.