Folding wings

Mo Jihan was drafting a battle plan that day, when Nineteen knocked on the door and came in, "General, these people have already been recruited, and I brought you the confession."

Mo Jihan said in surprise, "You're starting to recruit now? I thought it would take a few more days."

Nineteen smiled, "The subordinates didn't expect that either. The other few people are in 22's hands, and they probably won't last long."

The two of them were talking when the door rang again. Turning around, Mo Jihan saw that it was 22. Mo Jihan smiled and said, "Sure enough, I came here just as I was talking. Come in." Seeing that 22 was holding two small bamboo tubes, Then he asked, "But is there any other news?"

22 Almost couldn't control his expression when he entered the door. Looking at Shijiu's look of looking down on him, he finally restrained the urge to draw his sword, and handed the things in his hand to Mo Jihan respectfully, "Return to the general If so, there is indeed news from the palace, and this is the news from the camp from the sixth son. The rest is the confession of the subordinates, and they have confessed it all, and I ask the general to read it."

The three stood together and made a rough plan for the next step based on the information, and when they finished talking and came out, 22 finally couldn't bear it anymore, and with a flick of his hand, he rushed towards Shijiu.Shi Taizao was on guard, his figure flashed, 22 chased after him relentlessly, running one after the other, but he was able to travel a few miles in a short while.

After chasing after him, 22 sleeve knives were thrown on the ground, "It's so inhumane, it's fine if you win the bet, if you don't let me hit you twice, I can't beat you to death."

Nineteen lightly stood on the branch dangling, "Why, can't afford to lose or is it a man?"

22 rubbed his face, "Of course I can afford to lose, but there is no such way of losing. I lose for six years, and I am not inferior to you in any way. No matter how many times I lose. Tell me, tell me what you want."

Nineteen, "No way, you are stupider than me."

22's face darkened, "Stop talking nonsense! Say it quickly!"

"Listening to the Wind Pavilion."

Hearing these four words, 22's face turned green, and he jumped up and shouted, "What?!!! You have such an idea!! Despicable and shameless iron rooster, do you want to take me out because you can't bear it? How can you even kill me with your own wife? Don’t leave it to me!!! You can take all my vacation, Tingfeng Xiaoxie, don’t even think about it!!!”

Seeing 22 hopping, Nineteen raised an eyebrow and replied slowly, "Oh?"

Over there, Mo Jihan felt a little tired after sitting in the study for a long time, so he casually walked outside the house. The situation here was under control, and he was not in a hurry to read the confessions. He was only curious about whether there were any changes in the camp. Sent two confidential letters.Therefore, he first opened the bamboo tube and took out the letter. It seemed that there were a lot of words written on it. Mo Jihan became more cautious and opened the letter carefully, but only saw the opening sentence: "Dear my love, I miss you so much. Can't sleep..."

Mo Jihan blushed immediately, knowing that there was no one around, he looked around subconsciously, and walked back to the study quickly holding the letter paper.

He first threw the letter paper aside, wanting to study the confession carefully, but he couldn't calm down, so he had to give up, and took back the letter paper that was thrown aside.The letter was crumpled up in his hand before, Mo Jihan unfolded it, skipped the beginning and looked down. Fortunately, there was nothing out of the ordinary written in the end, it was just chatting about daily trivial matters, and there were many small things in it. For the prince, how many teeth grew, how fast he crawled, and so on.At the end, there was a tactful reminder about the medication, and at the end, he emphasized that Mo Jihan must not pretend that he didn't see it, and he must reply.

After Mo Jihan finished reading the letter, he thought for a moment, took a piece of letter paper, dipped it in ink, and brushed it together with a few strokes. He took a bamboo tube, sealed the envelope, and sent it out.Then he took the information and concentrated on studying it.

Ren Jibai, who was far away in the imperial city, was bored in the imperial study and teased his son who was placed on the imperial bank by him, "Boy, tell me, will your mother not take your father's letter seriously? Sigh, he just like this." His temper is quite annoying, your father really gives me a headache just thinking about it." He poked his son's bun-like face as he spoke, of course the little prince couldn't answer his words, he just stared at his father with round eyes After a few glances, he opened his mouth and sprayed the saliva bubbles all over his father's face with a "poof".