Married and Obedient to the Husband

Such a big commotion outside also alarmed Na Yilin at the same time. Na Yilin came here with the help of the maid, and saw Yan Mo's eyes suddenly turned cold.

A vicious sneer appeared on the corner of Na Yilin's lips.

Do you want to get this child back?

Maybe it was because of the child, Ye Wuchang made a move but showed some kindness, he was merciful, but Yanmo would not, Yanmo was determined to snatch his child back, and no one could stop him Determination.

Back and forth, the child returned to Yanmo's hands again.

Maybe it was thrown into the air, the child was frightened, and burst into tears.

Ye Wuchang withdrew his hand, looked at the child in Yanmo's arms with deep eyes, and a rare expression of worry appeared.

No wonder he felt so kind after seeing this child, it turned out that this was his child, all resentment disappeared, looking at that soft little life, his heart was full of love.

"Where is Qing'er?"

Hugging the child in one hand and holding the sword in the other, Yan Mo's expression was cold, and his whole body was extremely sharp, like a peerless sword drawn out of its sheath, no longer deep or restrained, but radiant.

Ye Wuchang clapped his hands, and someone immediately brought Qing'er out.

Qing'er was held in the hands of a burly man, she looked pitiful, with tears all over her face, but she didn't seem to be injured.

When Qing'er saw Ye Wuchang, she glared at Ye Wuchang angrily and roared, "I want to kill you, I want to avenge my grandpas, you big villain."

Ye Wuchang cast his cold eyes on Qing'er, and a tyrannical air rose instantly.

This kid is the child of Yan Mo and Gao Li, and he is over six years old, so when we were together with Yan Mo, Yan Mo carried him and Gao Li behind his back.

Damn it, the killing intent flashed by.

But he was clearly caught by Yan Mo, Yan Mo's figure flashed quickly, blocking Ye Wuchang, watching him vigilantly, "With me here, you don't want to hurt Qing'er."

"Daddy, Daddy save me." Seeing Yanmo, Qing'er wiped the tears from her face, and stopped crying, but cried out aggrieved.

Yanmo didn't dare to be distracted, and confronted Ye Wuchang, a slight distraction between masters would be a fatal blow.

Neither of them dared to move rashly.

"As long as I wave my hand to that little brat, the people below will chop him into minced meat." Ye Wuchang spread his hand indifferently, "This is the price for you to deceive me."

Yan Mo suddenly sneered when he heard the sound. From the confrontation just now, it can be seen that Ye Wuchang is not a cold-blooded and ruthless person. At least when he started to fight, he showed affection to the child, with his cautious movements and concerned eyes , indicating that he cares about his children.

"Ye Wuchang, if you kill Qing'er, I guarantee you will regret it all your life." Yan Mo was serious, his eyes were surprisingly cold, he looked directly at Ye Wuchang, and with a voice that only two people could hear, he paused every word Said, "Qing'er is your child."

Ye Wuchang's whole body was shaken violently, and the restrained breath in his deep voice was broken, "You are talking nonsense."

"Am I talking nonsense, you ask him, I don't think this person will lie to you."

Yanmo pointed with his hand, and he was quietly watching the inside of the Demon Cult where the two were fighting, but suddenly it boiled up, and one of them screamed strangely, "Let me go, let me go, I'm here to see my brother , Your leader is really my brother, I never lie."

Long Qishao screamed strangely and was escorted up by the demon cult members.

Ye Wuchang looked at the acquaintance who appeared in front of him in surprise, his eyes flickered slightly, his only remaining relative in this world, his younger brother Long Qishao.

"Brother, you can't kill Qing'er, or you will regret it in your life." Seeing Ye Wuchang's eyes looking over, Long Qishao hurriedly screamed and gesticulated with both hands and shouted.

Ye Wuchang felt the frustration of suffocating for a moment, his heart was severely stuck by something, Qing'er was actually his child, what happened to that chaotic memory?

Thinking of this, his head hurts again, and when Ye Wuchang was distracted, Yanmo instantly staggered away from him, and flew away lightly.

Only then did the members of the Devil's Cult react and wanted to pursue, when suddenly flames shot up from all directions and surrounded the entire courtyard.

Not good, it's on fire, everyone in the Devil's Cult changed their faces and shouted loudly.

Yanmo stood on the top of a big tree, stepping on a slender branch, which was so thin that it could be broken by hand, but when Yanmo stood on it, the branch only swayed slightly.

"Do you think arresting me is more important than putting out the fire? If you don't put out the fire, the headquarters of the Demon Cult will be wiped out."

Yanmo kindly reminded that everyone in the Devil's Cult didn't even think about this, and they all dispersed to fight the fire, leaving only a few to guard Qing'er.

The searching eyes fell on Ye Wuchang, waiting for his order.

"Let people go." Ye Wuchang was thinking about something, shook his drowsy head, raised his hand and said in a low voice.

Qing'er was released immediately, and Long Qishao hugged Qing'er in his arms when he saw the situation.

Ye Wuchang's eyes fell on Long Qishao, "Which side are you standing on now?"

A light and flirtatious question, but implied a deep meaning, whether it is an enemy or a friend depends on Long Qishao's words, Long Qishao is not stupid and quickly said with a smile, "Of course I am facing the elder brother."

After hearing this, Ye Wuchang raised the corners of his lips, "Forget it, we haven't seen each other for a few years, so we might as well have a night of drinking and catch up on the old days."

Long Qi Shao echoed, "I can't ask for it."

Ye Wuchang's figure quickly disappeared from a high place, and he stood in front of Long Qishao in the blink of an eye, raising his hand as if wanting to touch Qing'er's face, Qing'er glared at him with hatred, and knocked Ye Wuchang away. impermanent hands.

"Go away, I hate you."

The child's unintentional words pierced Ye Wuchang's heart like a sharp knife, and the pain made him a little suffocated.

Ye Wuchang withdrew his hand, no longer looking at Qing'er, but said to Yan Mo, "You take them away."

"Daddy, I'm sorry." Yanmo carried Qing'er on the horse, Qing'er sat in front of Yanmo, and Yanmo carried Su Lan who had just snatched back from Ye Wuchang on his back.

Hearing Qing'er's words, he patted his little head lightly, and smiled softly, "Silly boy, Daddy has something wrong too, Daddy shouldn't hit you, don't allow yourself to be willful in the future."

"Well, Daddy, why is my sister sleeping all the time?" Qing'er turned her head curiously to look at the child behind Yanmo, and asked wonderingly.

Yanmo laughed out loud after hearing Qing'er's words, "Because my sister is still young, Qing'er came back in a hurry, dad forgot to tell you that Qing'er has two more younger sisters, there will be younger sisters playing with Qing'er in the future, Qing'er won't be lonely."

"okay."

Qing'er replied crisply, with a very pleasant voice.

This group of people did not dare to stay in southern Xinjiang at all, because it was in the territory of the Demon Cult, and no one could guarantee that any major changes would happen at any time.

After hurriedly returning to Yanjiabao, another news came.

Beidi was injured, and it was rumored that it was caused by Xifan people. Emperor Ye was furious and led his troops to attack Xifan himself.

The Holy Emperor Xifan didn't care at all about Emperor Ye's personal conquest. The angry lion lost his mind and would only fall into the trap of the hunter. This is what he wanted, and everything was proceeding according to his plan.

Dajing's world will be his sooner or later.

It took less than a month for Gao Li to rectify his army and horses to reach the border. Emperor Ye went out to fight in person. There was no leader in the imperial court, and the Northern Emperor presided over the overall situation.

But after all, he is an outsider, and the courtiers are repelled by him. Coupled with the fact that he framed the death of the former king, the estrangement is inevitable, even though the Northern Territory has now been included in the territory of Dajing, bowing his head and proclaiming himself a vassal.

In the current situation, we can only inform Longqi Shao to return quickly, only he, the prince, can preside over the overall situation.

When Long Qishao received the letter, he was in Yanjiabao, and he immediately yelled, what he dislikes the most is interference in government affairs, he didn't expect to avoid it or not.

With a cry of mourning, Long Qishao put on a bitter face and straightened out the luggage without two clothes in his hand, and set off together with Cheng Yu.

"Remember, try your best to make the government affairs as chaotic as possible." This was Gao Li's message to him before he left, which made Long Qishao almost vomit blood.

Gao Li seemed to have seen his talent, so he let him manage the government affairs, the more chaos the better, the Holy Emperor Sifan is really old and cunning, so annoying.

And the fact that the Northern Emperor was injured was also fake, it was fake news deliberately passed on by Gao Li.

As for Yanmo, the army led by Situ Xi has already moved silently. At this critical moment, Yan Jiabao must try his best to help him, this is the original promise.

After everything was discussed, Long Qishao and Cheng Yu bid farewell to Yanmo and set off on the road together.

"Daddy, why is little sister crying all the time?" Yan Mo just wanted to turn around and deal with the affairs in hand, when Qing'er hurried over, pulled Yan Mo's sleeve and asked in puzzlement.

"Little sister kept crying and crying, no matter how much I tried to coax her, my sisters hugged and coaxed her, but she was still crying."

Yan Mo's eyes darkened, he comforted Qing'er, and hurried to the back room to see the child.

The cry of the child who hadn't entered the room kept coming, his little voice was almost hoarse, but he was still crying, the voice sounded heart-piercing.

Yanmo hurried into the room and picked up the child. Compared with Lan'er, the other little one was lying quietly on the bed, sleeping peacefully with eyes closed. The loud crying could not disturb her good mood of sleep.

"How long has the child been crying?" Yan Mo asked with a frown.

"It's been more than four hours." The maids answered truthfully.

After hearing this, Yan Mo's expression darkened, "Why didn't you report it earlier?"

"Because the sect master is discussing important matters, the servants dare not disturb."

"Forget it, go and call Imperial Physician Li over here." Seeing that the child kept crying even in his arms, and refused to eat whatever was offered to him, Yanmo said worriedly.

The maid answered yes, and hurried to find Li Ye.

Yanmo looked worriedly at the crying little guy in his arms, feeling uncomfortable.