On her wedding night, she went into exile with her pharmacy arsenal

Yan Ruyu observed Mr. Mo's expression. Although she couldn't see his whole face, she could still see his eyes and lips.

Mr. Mo was half-believing and half-doubting, still thinking, Yan Ruyu said: "When you killed him, he thought you were his, but in fact you were the prince's, and the prince also thought you were his, and the result was..."

"Mr. Mo, you have so many identities. Who do you belong to?"

Mr. Mo chuckled: "I am myself, I don't need to be someone else's."

"What a great phrase, 'You are yourself'. How many people in this world only know their identity but not themselves?"

Yan Ruyu looked at the door of the tent behind him and said, "But what do you think you can rely on? You do have some talent and strength, but the imperial court has more soldiers and generals, and the national treasury has more taxes than you. If you want to do something, relying on a few conspiracies and some treacherous people is not a long-term solution."

Mr. Mo laughed out loud: "What the princess said, was it taught to you by the prince, right?"

"There are many soldiers and generals, but what generals does the court have now? Is there any money left in the treasury after collecting taxes? I'm afraid it has already run out. Your Majesty, the princess is right. I do want to start a rebellion. It's time to change the person who holds the throne in the court."

"Your Majesty has a good reputation and military achievements. If you are willing to lend me a helping hand, I believe that I can get a lot of support from the two cities of Shen and You! When we attack the capital in the future, I will definitely record a Kaiyuan achievement for you and make you the King of Yizi Bingjian. How do you think?"

Huo Changhe almost laughed out of anger: "Only you?"

"As a person who dares not show his face, I think this king will believe your nonsense?"

Mr. Mo was not annoyed, and chuckled, "Don't worry, Your Majesty. If you agree, there will be a day when you know my identity, and I will not disgrace Your Majesty's reputation."

"If I were to join you in a rebellion, what reputation would I have? All I would have is a name that everyone would despise. My reputation and military achievements would all be reduced to dust, and the only thing written in history books would be the word traitor."

Yan Ruyu took over and said, "Mr. Mo is really confident, as if he has the whole world in his hands. However, if you want my prince to start a rebellion with you, do you think he is not capable of starting a rebellion, or is he not qualified?"

"Why should I follow you? We need to remember, can't we do it ourselves?"

Huo Changhe's heart skipped a beat. Although he knew that Yan Ruyu was indifferent to the court and the dynasty system, he was still shocked when he heard this.

But he remained calm and kept his lips tightly shut, as if he completely agreed.

Indeed, a meaningful and complex look appeared in Mr. Mo's eyes, as if he was thinking about something.

Yan Ruyu didn't know what he was thinking, but she took this opportunity to slowly approach Mr. Mo.

Huo Changhe also understood her intention instantly, turning on his toes to cooperate with her.

Mr. Mo was distracted for a moment, and when he came back to his senses, he noticed something unusual, but in a flash, Yan Ruyu suddenly attacked, heading straight for his injured arm.

Mr. Mo hurriedly dodged to the side and took a few steps back, but when he turned around, Huo Changhe was already behind him, and the tip of his sword swung straight at him.

Being attacked from both sides, Mr. Mo secretly groaned and blamed himself for being careless. He thought there was a strange person in the tent who could restrain Yan Ruyu, but he didn't expect that the person was gone.

Yan Ruyu stepped on his cloak, and Mr. Mo reacted quickly, throwing the small heater in his hand away.

At the same time, he slashed with the dagger, cut the rope of the cloak, and rolled forward on the spot.

His arm was in severe pain and had never healed. Yan Ruyu focused on his sore spot. Although he dodged just now, it was a forced dodge and he was still hit by Yan Ruyu.

The small hand warmer was smashed open, and besides charcoal, there was something else inside. Yan Ruyu and Huo Changhe covered their mouths and noses, and Mr. Mo took the opportunity to whistle.

The people guarding outside, pretending to be members of the caravan, had been waiting for the signal. When they heard it, they immediately rushed forward with their swords.

The knife hit the tent, and several people came in to protect him.

At the same time, a black shadow seemed to fly out of the tent, but it was very fast, the sky was dark, and the shadow was also black. Many people thought it was their own dazzled eyes, and the shadow disappeared in an instant.

Mr. Mo put on his cloak again and stood behind the crowd, sneering.

This tent is just a cover, his tent is the one next to it.

"Your Majesty, Princess, please consider cooperating with me. What I just said still counts. If Your Majesty agrees..."

"Swish!" An arrow shot out, interrupting his words.

A man in front of him was shot and fell.

Huo Changhe sneered: "You are worthy!"

Anger welled up in Mr. Mo's eyes: "If that's the case, then..."

He slowly raised his other arm and was about to wave to order an attack.

Yan Ruyu's voice was cold and clear, passing through the crowd and bright in the night: "Tang Yibai, do you want to watch the fun?"

Tang Yibai walked out of a tent not far away with a smile on his face: "Princess, I am also surprised. I don't know when you two became enemies. I don't know what to do for the moment. I will not interfere in your affairs."

"You've been involved in the princess' affairs a lot."

Yan Ruyu said it simply, and others didn't understand, but Tang Yibai understood.

It means that the princess is fake.

Tang Yibai smiled slightly and said, "Princess, please don't say anything careless. The princess is worth a lot of money..."

Yan Ruyu sneered: "Tang Yibai, how many times have you fought with my prince? When have you ever seen my prince fight a battle he is not sure of? When has he ever cooperated with a wolf and not held the wolf's tail in his hand?"

"You are the wolf."

Tang Yibai's face changed.

He fully understood that Yan Ruyu was threatening her, but he didn't know what Yan Ruyu was relying on and what leverage Huo Changhe had.

Tang Yibai hesitated and struggled for a moment, standing still.

Before he could figure it out, Mr. Mo laughed again.

Tang Yibai didn't like Huo Changhe and Yan Ruyu, but he disliked Mr. Mo even more - if it weren't for... her, he wouldn't bother with such a person.

A big part of the reason why Mr. Mo dared to besiege Yan Ruyu and Huo Changhe was because he had more than a thousand people like Tang Yibai around him. In his plan, these more than a thousand people could also be used by him.

Tang Yibai is wavering? How can that be?

Mr. Mo raised his voice and asked, "General Tang, do you still remember the cup of tea you drank from my place?"

Tang Yibai naturally remembered it, and this guy had asked him more than once.

Tang Yibai stepped forward, walked closer, and looked directly at Mr. Mo: "Remember."

Mr. Mo asked, "How does it taste?"

Tang Yibai confessed: "To be honest... I didn't drink."

Tang Yibai felt happy and wanted to see how Mr. Mo would react. "I'm really sorry, I have mysophobia and rarely touch other people's food and drinks outside."

He said slowly: "I'm afraid of being poisoned."

Yan Ruyu raised her eyebrows imperceptibly and looked at Huo Changhe.

The two of them tacitly kept silent. They deserved it. Let them bite each other.

Mr. Mo's mouth curled up slightly, and he smiled instead of getting angry: "But I remember that you drank it at that time."

Tang Yibai nodded: "I didn't drink it, it fell into my collar."