The princess was reborn with her cub, and the ninth uncle was killed by the cub in anger.

"Have you really molested a 16-year-old civilian woman in public?"

In a carriage, an old man of about half a century who was dressed in simple yet luxurious clothes smiled and looked at the white-haired old man sitting on his left side.

Mr. Mo rolled his eyes directly at him; "Mr. Mo, you are so funny. I am almost seventy, can I tease you?"

"Haha, I, I don't think you can tease me."

"However, you said that you are already very old, but why are you still so angry? The late emperor's big golden sword weighed more than a hundred kilograms, and you carried it to the palace like this. You are not afraid of getting out of your way. ."

Emperor Yong couldn't help but laugh when he thought of the scene at that time.

There were rumors outside that he blushed with anger, but in fact he was suppressing his laughter at the time.

Emperor Yong had originally intended to confer the title of General Liu on him. That old man Liu... shouldn't have died in obscurity.

But none of the eloquent ministers in the court agreed. They even brought up the case ten years ago, which made Emperor Yong so angry that he wanted to kill several courtiers with a knife.

Fortunately, at this moment, Mr. Mo came.

As soon as he arrived, he directly carried the sword into battle...

"If I didn't do this, Liu Zi would really be resigned."

"Your Majesty, Liu Zi...has sacrificed everything for our Kingdom of Dayu. He has seven sons, but now only the eldest son who was lame on the battlefield is left. The other six sons all died in the battle, even his grandson. The sons also died on the battlefield, and now the eldest son has only one daughter left..."

Marquis of Yong'an.

What's the use of having this title? Old man Liu has completely cut off his roots for the sake of the Kingdom of Yu!

Speaking of that old friend, Mr. Mo couldn't help but blush.

Emperor Yong's smile also froze.

Eunuch Hai, who was waiting on the side, saw the atmosphere and immediately said with red eyes;

"Old Duke, after His Majesty learned the news of the death of Marquis Yong'an, he didn't sleep all night. In the two days after leaving the palace, His Majesty barely slept a wink."

Mr. Mo certainly knows that some words are just right!

"It's as if someone's eyes were closed."

Mr. Mo handed over the empty cup in his hand; "Eunuch Hai, please stop treating one and give me some tea. How long have I finished drinking this?"

"Yes, yes, I will add some for you, old slave." Eunuch Hai smiled and added tea.

Emperor Yong's expression softened a little, but Mr. Mo's words also left a mark in his heart. He couldn't help but reflect on the people involved in the case ten years ago...

*

The outskirts of Beijing.

There is only half a day's journey left to the capital. If we travel faster, it will only take two hours.

But the black-clad guards stopped setting up camp again.

"Why did it stop again?"

Xia Yunyun got out of the carriage, looked up at the sky, and said puzzledly, "It's still early in the day. We can travel faster and we should be able to return to the capital before dark."

Mo Ziqian was also confused.

But he knew that he was surrounded by Uncle Jiu Wang's people, so he didn't ask too much about many things and tried his best to play his role.

"Holy aunt, the master said that the journey has been tiring, so let's rest here for one night and then return to Beijing to meet the holy lady early tomorrow morning."

After the black-clothed guard finished speaking, he secretly glanced at the maid next to Xia Yunyun.

The maid Dongmai immediately came to Xia Yunyun and whispered: "Sheng aunt, we will listen to the prince. Later, I will get you some flower petals to take a petal bath. You can take good care of yourself before you can follow the prince tomorrow." Face the Holy Spirit together."

Xia Yunyun's eyes lit up; "That's okay."

An undercurrent flashed through Mo Ziqian's half-cast eyes.

In fact, he hopes to rush back tonight so that he can show off his travels...