"You haven't slept either." Yao Mowan smiled slightly, her eyes flashed to the vast sky, looking at the starry night sky, Yao Mowan took a sip of wine.
"sorry."
"I'm sorry." They almost said it in unison. Yao Mowan and Feng Yihan looked at each other and laughed.
"So you care about Ye Junqing, aren't you afraid that I will die?" Feng Yihan's voice was very soft, so soft that only Yao Mowan could hear it, but it fell as heavy as a rock in Yao Mowan's heart.
"Mo Wan just didn't expect you to come to the battlefield in person." Some things are so touching just from someone else's mouth. If Yao Mowan was there in person, she doesn't know if she would hate herself to death.
"You can't be so willful again! Otherwise..."
"Actually, King Qi doesn't have to be like this. Mo Wan was willing to help him that day, but he really didn't have any good intentions. Moreover, the favor that King Qi owed to Mo Wan has long been repaid. Now, Mo Wan owes King Qi a lot of favors, and he doesn't know about this.
When will the favor be repaid?" Yao Mowan spoke hastily, fearing that Feng Yihan would say something shocking. In this situation, talking about favors is easier than talking about love.
"When did Yihan do these things and ask for favors from you?" Feng Yihan deliberately suppressed the excitement in his heart and said patiently.
"So Prince Qi and Mo Wan are not the same people! Mo Wan respects you!" Yao Mowan curled her lips and smiled, raising the wine in front of Feng Yihan.
All the words were drowned out by this smile. Feng Yihan suddenly thought that if he sincerely told Yao Mowan that instead of seeing and missing people every day, he wanted to replace them.
With the face of a beautiful woman, I wish I could have only one heart in this life!
But if he really said such words, he was not sure whether he would see Yao Mowan's smiling face again. Sometimes, although they knew it well, with such a layer of paper between them, everything was different.
.
"After all, we have won the battle, and it is worth celebrating! Drink!" Feng Yihan said no more, so that night, Yao Mowan sincerely drank a lot of wine with Feng Yihan, until the two of them lay in confusion.
There is nothing elegant about the pavilion.
The next day, the urgent letter from Jeju fell into Yao Mowan's hands. It was written in Yan Nansheng's crooked handwriting. Yao Mowan never understood why such a charming and charming person could be so ugly when writing.
To the point where humans and gods are outraged.
"What's going on?" On one side, Feng Yihan looked worriedly at Yao Mowan's pale face.
"Ye Junqing is injured. Jeju can only last for six days at most! King Qi, I want to go back to Jeju!" Perhaps Yao Mowan didn't realize that her voice had changed and tears overflowed from the corners of her eyes. At this moment, Feng Yi
Han was a little jealous, why could Yao Mowan be so sad after only seeing those cold and heartless words! If one day, Yao Mowan is willing to shed a tear for him, his death may be worth it.
"Jeju may fall at any time, do you really have any intention of going back?" Feng Yihan asked quietly with his clear eyes slightly darkened.
"Yes!" Yao Mowan said decisively.
In fact, Feng Yihan no longer had any extra troops for Yao Mowan to dispatch, and even if there were, they might not be available in time. When Feng Yihan sent troops to Dazhou, it was because it was too far away from Jeju, and he was afraid that the distant water would not be able to dissolve the nearby ones.
Fortunately, He Lianpeng did not hold grudges against Yao Mowan at this time and resolutely agreed to Feng Yihan and Yao Mowan's request.
"It's not impossible to get to Jeju within six days, but I can't control you. If you want to follow, I can't stop you, but don't hold me back! Otherwise, you'll be responsible for the consequences!" He Lianpeng
He has never been a groveling master. Even in front of Ye Hongyi, he would not change his words.
"Okay!" Yao Mowan nodded fiercely. Originally, Feng Yihan didn't want Yao Mowan to go back with the army, but Yao Mowan insisted, so Feng Yihan said no more. In view of the news of Yin Xue's arrival, He Lianpeng's family had already been
Xiao was transferred to a safe place, and He Lianpeng saw the light of day again.
After that, He Lianpeng spent half a day gathering the Chu surrender troops at the gate of Yaozhuang City. After an impassioned speech, the 150,000-strong army marched day and night towards Jezhou. Feng Yihan took Yao's place.
Mowan prepared a fine carriage, the three horses were all good horses, and the carriage was fully stocked with food.
Until Yao Mowan's carriage disappeared from sight, Feng Yihan still didn't want to turn around.
"Your Majesty, since you can't bear to part with her, you should keep her." Tingfeng really couldn't bear to see his master suffer this kind of torture, and he hated Yao Mowan for just patting his ass and leaving.
"Even if I could keep her, where would her heart be..." When Feng Yihan felt sad, Siqing nuzzled into his arms obediently.
"But……"
"Go ahead and launch a massive attack on Xiangyang tomorrow. I'm going to make that old man Zhou Yun regret it!" Feng Yi said in a cold voice, his eyes filled with frost. In this life, he probably won't tolerate anyone bullying him like this.
Yao Mowan.
Let's say that Feng Yihan considered Yao Mowan's food, clothing, housing and transportation, but only ignored Yao Mowan's body and bones. Traveling like this day and night, coupled with the anxiety and anxiety, Yao Mowan died on the second day after leaving Yaozhuang.
It was only late autumn when she caught the wind and cold. She had wrapped all the things in the carriage that could keep her warm around her body, but unfortunately she was still shivering from the cold.
"Here you go!" It is true that He Lianpeng did not care about Yao Mowan at all as he said, but the way he did it was no different from not caring about it, and it was especially good at causing trouble for Yao Mowan. At this moment, He Lianpeng was
He scratched a few leaves with his bear claws that hadn't been washed for three days, scratched them twice and handed them to Yao Mowan.
"This...ahem...what is this?" Looking at the green dumplings still dripping with black juice in her hands, Yao Mowan choked in her throat.
"Herbal medicine for treating wind and cold! Eat it quickly, there is so much nonsense!" He Lianpeng obviously didn't have the patience to explain.
"Then...how could the black juice flow down?" Yao Mowan choked again.
"You haven't washed your hands! Are you going to eat or not?" He Lianpeng said confidently, as if not washing his hands was the most outrageous thing.
"I'm cured! I'm all cured! Look, I'm strong!" Yao Mowan immediately picked up the green dumplings, shook off all the quilts on her body, and looked at He Lianpeng with an iron-clad look, but instead
He Lianpeng rolled his eyes.
"Tch! Don't look for me if you die!" He Lianpeng rode up to the front of the team with great disdain. The next second, Yao Mowan wrapped herself in a quilt and was shaking even harder.
Jun Qing, don't let anything happen to you. Mo Wan is coming back. You have to hold on! You must hold on. You said you would wait for me to come back...
The smoke above Jeju City has been filling the air for half a month. It is as black as a lead cloud and makes it difficult to breathe.
"Your Majesty, I'm afraid Jeju can't be defended anymore. Shouldn't your Majesty go back to Wanhuang City?" In the corner, Mr. Qiao looked at Han Jinyi worriedly and tried to comfort him.
"Master Qiao, do you think your clothes are good?" Han Jinyi answered the question, his deep eyes staring at the extremely ill-fitting shirt on Master Qiao. Because the army explicitly ordered that men under the age of fifteen are not allowed to join the army, Ben Lei suddenly
I really can't find an armor that matches Master Qiao.
"Your Majesty, I'm not joking!" Although Mr. Qiao is young, he has watched Han Jinyi grow up.
"Since it's not a joke, I'm going out of the city to fight. You should keep an eye on Ye Junqing and don't let him run away!" Han Jinyi narrowed his eyes and turned to leave.