I won't panic if my house is confiscated and exiled. I'll wipe out all the enemy's tr

The emperor's movements were erratic and fickle.

Suddenly he called Mo Yanjue into the palace and accompanied him, but he was actually going hunting.

The hunt had been planned for a long time.

But the emperor was very suspicious and ill, and it was also the time when Northern Chu was about to destroy the country.

He was always worried that someone was going to harm him.

A lot of whereabouts were spread, true and false.

In fact, nothing happened.

Now it was like having a convulsion, suddenly arriving at the hunting ground.

Mo Yanjue looked at the Wuming River in the distance, feeling guilty for the little girl spreading in his heart.

He took away someone's innocence in a daze without even a single explanation afterwards.

He was also forced to come to the hunting ground, and he didn't know how long it would take before he could return home.

When the time comes, I just hope that she can listen to what he has to say and that he will be responsible for what he does.

...

People in Mo Mansion can pretend to be deaf and stupid.

She, Helian Wenyin, can't do it.

She has more important things to do.

If she couldn't get the information she wanted here, she would have to find another place.

Just when he was planning to leave at nightfall, Mu Jiu suddenly came.

"The Qingying Pavilion now is different from before. There are more guards and servants..."

"Master, I have put some poison to knock out the people on duty in the hospital."

"Is there something important?"

Mu Jiu nodded, his eyes as sharp as an eagle in the darkness, "I already know the whereabouts of the king and the young master."

"Really?" Helian Wenyin was a little excited.

"Well, I learned from Doctor Zuo that the prison car escorting the prisoners crossed the Wuming River and did not return to the capital. Instead, it headed towards the General's Mansion."

"General's Mansion? Here?" Helian Wenyin's eyes trembled.

"No, it should be a military camp. And it is under the jurisdiction of Mo Yanjue."

Helian Wenyin was extremely disappointed when he heard the word "military camp".

If she was imprisoned in any cell, she could also disguise herself and enter for a visit or find a way to poison the old man.

But the military camp is really difficult.

Unless Mo Yanjue releases him.

Otherwise, forget it.

"Is this news reliable?"

Mujiu paused and lowered his head, "It should be reliable."

Dr. Zuo was like Long Yang. He betrayed his lust and endured his nausea. He drank several bottles of wine with the old man before finding out the news.

It is not impossible to meet his father.

Helian Wenyin suddenly had an idea.

"You go to my grandma and ask her for something! Then..."

Another half month passed.

Mo Yanjue finally came back.

As soon as I came back, I came to Qingying Pavilion.

I saw the little girl looking normal and busy in the kitchen.

The hanging heart also quietly dropped.

He thought she would blame him.

She complained that he didn't explain anything, that he was too rude that day, and even complained that he didn't explain anything to her.

It shows that I am overthinking.

Helian Wenyin walked out with a pot of fragrant medicinal food.

Seeing Mo Yanjue, she smiled and said, "General, you are back!"

A hint of warmth passed through my heart.

Like a good wife waiting for her husband to return home, she smiles gently and is not arrogant or impetuous.

He was virtuous and generous as if nothing had happened, but the surprise and expectation in Helian Wenyin's eyes made Mo Yanjue feel that the previous relationship between the two had undergone an intimate change.

This feeling made him excited and very excited.

"Yeah. Are you... okay?"

Helian Wenyin opened her teeth slightly and lowered her eyebrows shyly, "I'm fine, I just miss the general every day."

Mo Yanjue's heart pounded with these words, and he felt a strange feeling that he had never experienced before, which made him a little at a loss.

It seems that something called happiness quietly melts in my heart.

"Have you had your meal? I made hibiscus soup, do you want to try it?"

"Not yet."