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Suppressing bandits is not a major matter after all, and if things like bureaucratic corruption are publicized with great fanfare, it will chill the hearts of the people, and the prestige of the court has also weakened a lot.The emperor didn't come out to greet him, but sent the Prime Minister Zuo to announce the reward, and escorted Meng Fan back to the prison to wait for disposal.

Shen Wenyu also followed Mo Jing. When he knelt down and bowed his head to accept the order, he subconsciously turned his face to avoid the left minister's gaze, but the left minister clearly recognized him, but he didn't say much. The reward left, Shen Wenyu breathed a sigh of relief, stood up and looked up but saw that the prince who came with him still hadn't left.

"I don't know what orders the crown prince came to the last general's residence?" Mo Jing smiled politely.

"Don't be poor with me," the prince looked at him with a dark face, obviously in a bad mood, "What are you asking for orders to go to Mobei?"

"...Ah this," Mo Jing rubbed his nose, and said perfunctorily with a bright smile on his face, "I heard that the Huns in Mobei had invaded, and I was very upset. I thought it would be best to do my best. So I dared to ask for an order."

"Your patriotic enthusiasm, don't be too overwhelming!" The prince obviously didn't believe him, and snorted coldly, warning faintly in his voice.Originally, General Cheng Rong was in charge of the frontier defense in Mobei. This time, when the Xiongnu invaded, Mo Jing led troops to take charge of it, but he took the initiative to ask for an order—how can people not suspect his motives!

"Thank you, Prince." Mo Jing replied with a smile on his face, "His Royal Highness, please step aside. I still have something to go to the palace to discuss with the prince, or should I say——His Royal Highness wants to go back to the palace with my minister?"

"What can you discuss with him." The prince was upright, thinking about the scene he accidentally saw when he kindly gave ginger soup to Mo Jing last time... all kinds of feelings were in his heart.

"His Royal Highness, you must have taken care of me too much." The lazy smile on Mo Jing's face disappeared, and he glanced at the prince unkindly. When Mo Jing smiled, his eyes were full of peach blossoms, like a young man lingering in the flowers , he couldn't bring out the air of a general, but once he suppressed his smile, the sharp breath that he had fought with his father for many years showed his sharpness without any shyness, making people tremble.But the person in front of him is the prince after all, the future king of a country, and his friend who has been friends with him for many years. Mo Jing didn't want to embarrass him too much. He turned around and asked Shen Wenyu, who was almost ignored by the two, "Wen Yu, do you want to marry me?" What about going back first?"

"I..." Wen Yu raised his eyes and met the prince's eyes, he paused for a while, then turned his gaze back to Mo Jing and said, "I'd better go back to Zuo Xiang's mansion first, this time I ran out secretly for so long, No matter what, I will be punished." Shen Wenyu said with a wry smile.

"The prince still has some questions and needs to ask the young master for advice. I wonder if Mr. Shen can give me a favor." The prince fixedly looked at Shen Wenyu's face without looking away.

"..." Shen Wenyu couldn't help cursing in his heart.

"Wen Yu, if you don't want to go back first, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is very reasonable." Mo Jing seemed to see the weird atmosphere between the two of them, so he helped Shen Wen Yu out loud without fear of offending the Crown Prince.

"It's okay, the general should go to the crown prince first if he has something important to do." Shen Wenyu didn't want to drag him into the water and make his relationship with the crown prince rigid. She wailed in her heart, but her face was full of the gentle temperament that had been cultivated in Zuoxiang's mansion since birth. With a smile, he said softly to the prince: "It is a great honor to be able to solve the problem for the prince."

Mo Jing, as usual, took an unconventional route and walked to the courtyard of the Beiyu Temple on a row of resplendent and resplendent glazed tile eaves.

Bei Hao, however, seemed to have expected him to come a long time ago. He was practicing handwriting on the stone table in the courtyard. Hearing the crackling sound from the eaves behind him, the corners of his mouth could not help but raise a little, before he could quietly walk away as usual. Then he said:

"came back."

"Hmm - my ears are quite good." Mo Jing didn't feel lost at all, and walked to Bei Yan's side to watch him write and draw for a while, "How did you know I would come now?"

"Intuition." Bei Hao smiled lightly.

"I brought you some amber candies back for you to try?" Mo Jing went to the streets during the few idle days in Nanling, remembering that Bei Yan had a preference for sweets more than others, so he bought some .

Bei Yan put down his pen, turned around and was about to reach out to pick it up, but Mo Jing ate a piece by himself.

Bei Hao: "..." Huh? ? ? ? ?

Mo Jing smiled and leaned over to feed the piece of amber candy from his mouth. When he backed away, he bit the person's lips lightly, then smashed his mouth, and hummed a very satisfied syllable from his nose, "This Sugar is not bad."

"Is there anything you want to talk to me about?" Bei Yan looked at him for a while, then cleared his throat unnaturally to change the subject, but his voice was hoarse.

"Hey, you really are the roundworm in my stomach." Mo Jing gave him a surprised look, then looked around the yard, and dragged him back to the house, "I have something I want to discuss with you... we'll talk about it when we go back to the room." .”

"..." Bei Hao was dragged into the room by him in a bit of numbness, suddenly felt a little dry, his throat moved up and down slightly, but he still couldn't say anything.

"You...!" Just as Mo Jing closed the door, he realized that something was wrong with Bei Yan, and before he could react, Bei Yan pulled him over and pushed him onto the bed. When he exhaled in pain, his lips were sealed with warmth.

"You who are promiscuous in the daytime," Mo Jing took a lot of effort to push him away a little, just as he uttered a joke, he suddenly realized something was wrong, and couldn't get angry at Shang Beiyu's deep and beautiful eyes , pressing his forehead helplessly, "I said——Heyun..."

"If you don't want to," Bei Hao heard a little refusal in his voice, the light in his eyes dimmed, and there was a bit of begging in his eyes looking at Mo Jing, which pierced into Mo Jing's heart, " Then push me away."

"..." Mo Jing was stunned for a moment, listening to his tone, his heart, which was not considered hard-hearted, turned into a puddle of water - he always prefers the soft to the hard.Mo Jing struggled for a while, feeling that he might have treated Bei Hao a little bit badly, then sighed lightly, his heart broke, and he thought he was bitten by a dog, "Huo Yun..."

Bei Hao's heart tightened when he heard his sigh, and he slowly got up to let go of the man, but he heard the man call his name softly, which had a completely different meaning from the previous refusal.He froze for a moment, staring at Mo Jing in a daze.Mo Jing suddenly stretched out his hand and gently unbuttoned his collar, and his cool fingers touched his skin intentionally or unintentionally, making people itch. He propped himself up and whispered softly in Bei Yan's ear:

"It's fine if you can't—"

Bei Yan's eyes flashed as if he had received a great favor, he held his hand, leaned over again and kissed him tenderly.

The spring light in a room is so soft that it dispels the coolness of late autumn.

Mo Jing was extremely tired, the exhaustion of many days and the tiredness of indulgence hit him, and he was so sleepy that he couldn't open his eyes. Bei Yan coaxed him softly, and then he carried him to the bed after a simple cleaning. Hugging him behind her back, she was full of joy and wanted to say something, Mo Jing turned over and stretched her finger in front of his lips to stop him from continuing, and said impatiently: "Don't make noise, let me sleep for a while."

"Yeah." Bei Hao responded lightly, but didn't feel sleepy at all, just kept looking at Mo Jing, his eyes almost softened.

I don't know how long it took, Mo Jing was almost awakened by the interference of his gaze, and was about to say something when Bei Yan hurriedly said, "Don't worry, I've sent someone to the General's Mansion to tell you, just stay here today. Get some more sleep."

"...you go and pour me some water." Mo Jing gave him an unceremonious glance, and ordered arrogantly, she woke up a little bit and tried to sit up, but found that everything was wrong with her body.

Mo Jing: "..."

"It's warm, drink some." Mo Jing took the water and drank a little to moisten his almost parched throat. After a while, Bei Hao consciously took the cup and put it aside, carefully lifted him up, and let him sit down. Leaning in his arms, Mo Jing didn't feel too awkward, so he just leaned on it.He remembered that he still had something to say, and that the person in front of him was probably going to be angry... so he considered it carefully for a while and opened his mouth.

"He Yun."

"Ok?"

"I will go to Mobei after I rest in the capital for a while."

"You asked for the order yourself?" Bei Yan frowned, he naturally knew that Mo Bei was under the jurisdiction of General Cheng Rong, and Mo Jing's move seemed to outsiders to have mischievous intentions.

"Yes."

"Why?" Bei Hao was not angry, but still asked him calmly.

"On the way back, I heard from some of the guards who accompanied me that the Xiongnu in Mobei did not invade all the year round, but the number of invasions in recent years has been unexpectedly many, and General Chengrong is not a special person. Ability, although there have been few defeats in so many years, but they are all piled up with human lives, purely relying on the number of people. This kind of fighting is not good, and Daxing's current national strength does not allow such random actions, so I must do my best. It's my duty——and, He Yun, you found out, my father's death was also caused by General Cheng Rong."

"You know." Bei Yan was silent for a while. During the few months since Mo Jing left, he sent people to investigate the inside story of the death of the former General Protecting the Country. He has a list of who participated, and even the emperor acquiesced one thing.But he didn't tell Mo Jing, but after all Mo Jing found out, he knew he couldn't hide it...but he didn't want him to bear the burden.

"Don't worry, I'll be back soon." Mo Jing said out loud.

"You made a decision a long time ago. If I don't want to, will I change it?" Bei Yan smiled bitterly.

"Sorry, I……"

"Forget it," Bei Hao didn't let him finish his apology, and he didn't want to hear it either.He hugged Mo Jing sideways, buried his head in Mo Jing's neck, felt a dull pain in his heart, and said in a muffled voice, "There will be no next time."

"Yeah." Mo Jing let him hold her.

"You want to go back to the Northern Territory with me." Bei Hao continued, without any doubt in his tone.

"...Okay. I will go back to the Northern Territory with you to protect the prosperity and prosperity of the world."

"..." Bei Hao didn't speak anymore, but he didn't have much confidence in his heart. He tightened his arms holding the person, as if the person in his arms wouldn't give him a sense of panic that was close to him at a certain moment, and he could stay steady all the time. Keep him by your side.

Mo Jing was unconsciously strangled by him, but he didn't push him away, stretched out his arms to hug him, and said softly: "I will go back to the Northern Territory with you."

"Ah."