Half a month has passed in the blink of an eye, and the time mentioned in the battle post is coming soon. The troops of Mo State are all ready, but the army of Xuecheng does not seem to be in such a hurry. The army of Xuecheng seems to be deployed as usual.
Not even the slightest change
Mo Yan was still sitting leisurely in Wumingju, but someone couldn't sit still.
Hua Feili has been waiting in front of Mo Yan for many years, gnashing her teeth as if she didn't know who had offended her.
"Are you ready to grind?" It's hard to have a sip of tea and snacks. This is the only feeling in Mo Yan's heart. It's very uncomfortable to have such a wandering person in front of him.
"No," Hua Feili continued to walk back and forth in front of Mo Yan, muttering, "Their army has been prepared for a long time, but what about us? We said we were going to attack them, but now?"
Mo Yan smiled helplessly after listening to Hua Feili's words. Hua Feili was just talking to herself. If not, why would she keep turning to look at him?
"It's going to be attacked," Mo Yan sighed. She didn't like war at all. The reason why she said that was to see the strength of Mo State, and to let the emperor of Mo State know that there is a world outside the world.
Attack? She, Mo Yan, would not be so boring and really make people miserable. She is not interested in that.
"Feili, some things are not what you imagined," Mo Yan put down the tea cup in his hand, pointed to the seat opposite, and asked Hua Feili to sit down.
"What's that like?" Hua Feili looked at Mo Yan doubtfully, but she also knew that she couldn't get the answer, but suddenly said with a smile, "Xuexue, did you know that today I saw someone who is very similar to you?
A man, but his temperament and appearance are still not as good as yours."
Mo Yan rolled her eyes. She thought Hua Feili would do something, but in the end she said this
"Do you really like to compare me with others?" Mo Yan said helplessly as he stroked his forehead with a headache, "You clearly know that he is a man, so why bother comparing him with me?"
Hua Feili blinked her eyes, looked at the blooming flowers on one side, and murmured, "The flowers blooming this summer are no worse than those in spring."
"Oh? Really?" Mo Yan looked at Hua Feili with half-squinted eyes, "Aren't you also a flower? Do you want to compare with them?"
"By the way, I remembered. I didn't eat in the morning and now it's time to go eat." Hua Feili stood up with a whoosh and ran away quickly, for fear that Mo Yan would make some comment on her face.
When Hua Feili left, a figure flashed across the courtyard and stood in front of Mo Yan.
"Young Master," Sizhu, who had just returned from Mu Country, stood respectfully and reported the news, "Prince Feng..."
"There's no need to talk about him," Mo Yan's eyes darkened, "Others"
"There will be an envoy from Mu Kingdom coming to Xuecheng, and this person is..." Sizhu stood aside and did not continue.
When Mo Yan heard this, he knew that the person was Mu Feng. He waved his hand and retreated from Sizhu. Mo Yan sat alone in the courtyard, looking at the distant sky. She didn't know what she wanted.