I really don't want to take shortcuts anymore

The extremely calm tone, like the sound of a clear spring in the mountains, fell into Zhao Fu's ears, but it caused an uproar.

Big beads of sweat instantly appeared on his forehead, his eyes were wide open, and his mouth was open like a fish out of water. He was making a sound, but he couldn't say a word.

As soon as Mr. Mo finished speaking, someone knocked on the door and entered, but it was Mr. Wen who had not shown up for a long time.

Luo Qianhuai still remembered that this man had treated him badly before, so it was difficult for him to have a good impression of him.

But when we met again today, Mr. Wen, who always had his eyes high above his head, showed an extremely respectful expression in front of her. He walked five steps away from her, bent his knees and knelt down, his forehead pressed against hers. Landing on the ground, Zhao Fu did not avoid any words in his words:

"Wen Qing pays homage to Mistress. Qing has done a lot of offense before, and I hope Mistress will punish her severely!"

Luo Qianhuai turned around and looked at Mr. Mo beside him.

The latter gave her a "as it should be" smile, but didn't say anything more.

"No need to be polite." Luo Qianhuai thought for a while and said calmly.

She is not someone who is willing to retaliate with kindness, nor does she want to go out of her way to sell face to Mr. Mo. It’s just that this Mr. Wen didn’t have much interaction with her, and she didn’t get any benefits from the previous confrontations. In addition, they had not disturbed each other for so long, and they were almost strangers. They didn’t bother her at all, let alone What kind of forgiveness and punishment?

Mr. Wen, as if he had been pardoned, bowed deeply again and said, "Thank you, Mistress, for your magnanimity! From now on, the Qing Dynasty will definitely be diligent and loyal, and serve Mistress like the Lord, without any disobedience or double-mindedness!"

After bowing three times, he stood up and turned to Master Mo and said, "Master, everything has been arranged outside. You and the mistress can leave immediately."

Mr. Mo nodded, took Luo Qianhuai's hand, and walked directly out the door.

Seeing how unscrupulous they were, Zhao Fu knew that his life would probably be at stake here. He was extremely frightened and said repeatedly: "Xianghou, the matter has not been found out yet. If the official dies like this, I'm afraid you will also escape." It doesn’t matter!”

Master Mo didn't turn around, but Wei Ying grabbed his neck and stopped him from talking.

Mr. Wen walked up to Zhao Fu and said with a smile, "Don't worry, sir. Although your life is worthless, it is still of some use. My son is different from your new Chanyu who just took office. He is not so eager for quick success and unscrupulous in doing things."

Wei Ying loosened his hand slightly. Zhao Fu panted violently for a while, and finally found his voice. He looked at Mr. Wen - this subordinate who was extremely capable and obedient to him had now become extremely unfamiliar - smiled bitterly and said, "Tell me, what exactly does Marquis Xiang need from me?"

The door closed behind him, and the last thing Luo Qianhuai heard was this sentence.

Wei Ying quickly followed him out, supported the suddenly weak Mr. Mo like a Tathagata, and led Luo Qianhuai out together.

No one knew what Mr. Wen had done in advance. The Prime Minister's Office, which had been busy before, now had no idle people walking in the corridor. Until the three of them left the office and saw the soldiers guarding the gate outside, they all ignored them as air and showed no expression at all.

Luo Qianhuai followed Master Mo all the way to the rockery connecting the front yard and the back house. Seeing that there was no one around, he asked the question that had been on his mind:

"Young master, why are you here today? Are you taking the risk of showing off your martial arts skills in front of others? Are you not worried that your true situation will be revealed and you will be accused of deceiving the emperor?"

Young Master Mo's eyes flickered slightly, and his smile was like a spring breeze passing through a stream, causing ripples in Luo Qianhuai's heart.

"Otherwise? Could it be that I know that Yin Yin is in danger, but I still have to weigh the right and left, and only dare to intervene if I have to be absolutely sure?"

As he spoke, he shook his head slightly, looked directly into Luo Qianhuai's eyes and said, "I have been in danger several times before, and you were not afraid to put yourself in danger. Now it is my turn to do something for you." ”

It's true. Luo Qianhuai nodded: "In fact, you already knew that there was something wrong with Zhao Fu's identity?"

"It's just speculation, there has been no evidence." Mr. Mo said bluntly: "I asked Mr. Wen to follow him because I had this consideration in mind. It was only recently that the activities of Hu people in Beijing suddenly became more frequent, and we found out the exact information."

"So the fact that the Xiongnu colluded with Wusun to go south is unmistakable." Luo Qianhuai sighed: "Once a war breaks out, we don't know how many people will die."

Master Mo put his hand on her shoulder and said, "Since ancient times, the Han and the Hu cannot coexist. The previous emperor spent half his life in the military and defeated the Xiongnu several times, but he only stopped them for a dozen years. Seeing that the young ruler of our country came to power, they made a comeback again - this war was inevitable."

Seeing that Luo Qianhuai was in a low mood, he comforted her in a gentle voice: "Yinyin, don't worry. Since we have already been informed of the news of this battle in advance, how this battle is fought and how it will end may not be what the new Huns Chanyu expected."

Luo Qianhuai raised his eyes with doubts in his eyes: "But you are not on good terms with the Young Emperor, why..."

Mr. Mo laughed, his eyebrows lifted up in high spirits, his white teeth shining brightly in the sunlight, and there was no trace of the gloomy look he had when he first met him.

"Yin Yin, don't underestimate me. Although my surname is Yu, I am also one of the trillions of Yu people. There is a country in the world. If you don't have a country, you will have no family. I can still tell the difference between the light and the weight. No way. As for abandoning justice and caring about personal hatred at this time, not to mention you, even I will look down on myself."

Luo Qianhuai felt a little relieved. The person he was going to marry would not ignore the consequences for personal revenge, nor would he use "pacifying the country before fighting the enemy" as an excuse to ignore the safety and lives of the country and the people. It was great.

When she was so slightly frightened, Mr. Mo misunderstood and thought that she was still compassionate with the benevolence of a doctor, so after a brief pause, he spoke again:

"Yinyin, I promise you that one day, I will completely eliminate the threat posed by the Xiongnu and the Hu people to my Dayu, so that the people of Dayu can enjoy a peaceful and prosperous era."

Luo Qianhuai came back to his senses and was shocked when he heard this. He stood on tiptoe and reached out to cover his mouth: "Can you say such things in public? If someone hears it, will you lose your head?"

"Don't worry, mistress." The person who spoke was the guard eagle guarding above the rockery. His tone was rare and serious: "Within a hundred steps around, there is not even a cat or dog, let alone a human being. You and I Lord, feel free to talk."

Okay, forget that except for yourself as a fake, everyone else here is a real master.

Mr. Mo's smile became more intense, and his cold eyes were twinkling with stars. He grabbed Luo Qianhuai's hand and pulled her into his arms.

"There are still nineteen days left." He sighed deeply, "I really can't wait to be with Yinyin openly and forever."