Your Highness, please detour when you see this seat

"Tong Fang!" Si Jiyun's expression was unprecedentedly serious.

If the person behind this is really one of the generals of the Four Battalions, no matter who they are, their relationship with Mo Wang is extraordinary.

The generals of the Fourth Battalion are not the soldiers of the Lei family army. The law does not blame the people and it is the court's fault. As long as they competed in the daytime, these soldiers will be fine, but as the leader of these soldiers, it is different. Colluding with Xiqi to plan martial arts is everything. It is a capital crime, even if it is the court's fault, the ministers in the court will not let this person live.

He didn't want to be in a dilemma, let alone see him sad, if the person behind this was really one of the four generals, then he had to make preparations early.

Seeing his serious expression, Tong Fang couldn't help saluting solemnly: "Your Highness!"

Si Jiyun took a pen and wrote a paragraph on the paper, then handed him to Tong Fang, then turned back into the inner room and came out after a while, holding a secret letter-like thing in his hand.

He handed the secret letter to Tong Fang and said solemnly: "Let those who are good at imitating handwriting in the foreign army write what I wrote in the letter, Tong Fang, you should know how to do it."

"Yes, this subordinate will definitely finish it!" Tong Fang took the secret letter with his head down and put it in his arms without daring to glance at it, and went out without a moment's delay after speaking.

Si Jiyun squinted his hands behind his back and looked at the direction Tong Fang was leaving. A cold look flashed across his eyes. Since the person behind this cannot die, the crime of colluding with Xitang to plot martial arts can only be borne by others. As for this candidate——

Of course it is Yuwensteroid!

Yu Wenzhi, this palace does not count you wronged, just treat it as your compensation for Wang Er's kindness.

Si Jiyun sneered, lowered his head and held a pen to sketch on the paper, and a simple outline of a character appeared in a moment.

It's just a simple outline, even the facial features haven't appeared yet, but a faint sternness can be seen from it, Si Jiyun's eyes gradually become gentle, with a smile on his lips, he bends down to describe it more carefully .

a long time……

Si Jiyun stood up straight and looked at the portrait on the table. He couldn't help but put his hand on the forehead of the person in the painting and smiled lightly: "Wanger, you know that Ji Yun knows the taste by taste. If I don't come back again, I really want to hold a candle with Brother Lang." Sleep well enough to talk at night."

京都

Bai Tongwei hasn't shown up since Lei Dong left. When Mo Wang saw him, it was already the second day after meeting Lei Dong and Bai Tongwei was still seriously injured.

Bai Tongwei sat indifferently, if it wasn't for his extremely pale face, he wouldn't be able to see that he was injured at all.

Mo Wang looked at the dark palm print on his chest, suppressing anger and guilt in his eyes: "It's uncle!"

"You don't have to worry, the general is just annoyed that I withheld information from you, and that's all fine with minor punishments and major punishments, that's all right." Bai Tongwei let him check indifferently.

Mo Buyu could only use his internal energy to heal his wounds, and did not withdraw his internal energy until the black palm prints on his chest faded away.

"Wang'er, do you really want to live out?" Bai Tongwei looked at Mo Huang in embarrassment and opened his mouth to speak, but finally said nothing.

Mo Wang said indifferently: "Uncle Bai, I understand what you want to say. Wang'er believes that even if uncle hates me, he will not harm me. If he really intends... then it will be regarded as Wang'er repaying the Lei family for the Si family."

It is useless for Bai Tongwei to worry about the matter now, he sighed heavily and patted Mo Wang on the shoulder: "Uncle Bai is so envious of Zhu Xingyi, he is relieved, I don't know if he saw Lei Ting underground."

Mo Wang's eyes flickered for a moment: "Uncle Bai was joking, Wang'er is only your relatives, Uncle Lei Ting must be very angry at this time."

"That's right. Your Uncle Lei Ting has a violent temper and dislikes everyone except the general. He usually dislikes Zhu Xingyi's crooked intestines. Now he might be slashing at him with a big knife in the ground."

Thinking of the high spirits of the four of them in the past, Bai Tong's majestic tiger's eyes gleamed, and his voice had a faint trill.

"Forget it, Uncle Bai also knows that persuasion is useless. I remember Uncle Bai's words, no matter what the general and I do in the future, we must remember to protect ourselves. Our little Xiaobai is happy. This is what uncles want to see most. "

"Okay!" Mo Wang smiled and lowered his brows and considered carefully: "Uncle Bai... Wang Er has an unsolicited request."

He thought for a while and said: "It's not convenient for me to take revenge on my uncle. I hope that Uncle Bai can leave some room for Si Jiyun's affairs, so I beg Uncle Bai as my uncle."

Bai Tongwei's smile gradually subsided, it wasn't because he was sensitive, he could feel that Mo Wang's concern for Si Jiyun in his words was beyond ordinary: "Wang'er, what is your relationship with Si Jiyun?"

Mo Wang avoided his gaze: "Si Jiyun will be a good emperor. If you fail in the future, he is the only chance for Lei's army to survive. Uncle Bai, you should give Lei's army a chance."

"Is it really that simple?"

Bai Tongwei didn't believe it: "Huang'er, no matter how much you trust him, he, Si Jiyun, is always Si Kou's son, and Si Xiaobai is the biggest obstacle for him to ascend to the throne of God. Once your identity is revealed, even if Si Jiyun doesn't care, but What about the others? What about Si Jixun and Si Jichong? They won't let a former prince threaten the current Si family!"

"Don't worry," Mo Huang lowered his head and chuckled with tenderness in his indifferent brows, "After the incident, there will be neither Si Xiaobai nor Mo Huang in this world."

"Ridiculous!" Bai Tongwei's eyes widened and he said angrily: "For the sake of the people and the stability of the government, you can just give him the country. How can the identity of the master of the Bishui Palace be discarded! How is this Si Ji Yun worthy of you?" Sacrifice so much for him!"

"Uncle Bai, Wang'er likes to live a free life."

Bai Tong became angry: "This..."

"Don't worry, Uncle Bai, Wanger has a sense of propriety, I just hope that Uncle Bai can think a little bit about it when he does things."

Mo Wang didn't want to pester him and Si Jiyun any more and changed the topic: "I don't know how the Imperial Army is doing?"

Bai Tongwei reluctantly followed him and said, "The Forbidden Army has been replaced several times in secret, and it's not easy to see some strange faces among them, like Si Kou's Dragon Forbidden Army."

Mo Wang said coldly: "You are the commander of the forbidden army, but at the critical moment, this forbidden army is still in the hands of Si Kou, can Uncle Bai deal with it?"

"It's just a few dragon guards. Uncle Bai's schemes and schemes are not good, but this little guard can still be controlled."

It is not easy for Bai Tongwei to disdain these few Dragon Guards. Ordinary people may have no choice but as a half-martial arts man, he doesn't take these Dragon Guards seriously. If he really wants to do something, just do nothing. He didn't move because he didn't want to make Si Kou suspicious.

"Since you are so presumptuous, don't worry. Since Si Kou suspects that you will try many ways, Uncle Bai only needs to be in a constant state of panic all day long. He can keep silent about the matter of the Lei family and his father. Discuss the matter as it stands and remain neutral.”

"Uncle Bai, save it!"

"Farewell!"

Mo left without the slightest nostalgia, did not even look back and left the commanding mansion as quietly as when he came.

The house arranged by Leidong is very hidden on the border of Kyoto. There are only a few farmhouses sparsely populated, surrounded by farmland, and there are scattered flower buds on the green ridges. It is a peaceful scene, and it is impossible to look at it for a while.

"Xiaobai." Lei Dong still had a silver mask on his right eye, and his starry eyes were shining with his hands behind his back.

Mo Wang came back to his senses: "Uncle."

Lei Dong smiled lightly, and slowly walked to Mo Wang's side to stand side by side with him. The two figures, one tall and the other slender, had the same imposing manner.

"Isn't it beautiful?" Leidong suddenly flicked his fingers and shot out a wisp of black air, and a few flower buds on the field ridge withered and rotted instantly: "Who knows how many rotten bones there are under the grand scene."

Mo Huan's expression remained unchanged: "Because there are too many rotting bones, the grand scene is not easy, so Xiaobai doesn't want to rely on any more grievances."

"So what if the rotten bone is unwilling?"

"There is an injustice and a debtor!"

"Okay!" Lei Dong said lightly, "Go and kill Si Jiyun!"

Mo Wang closed his eyes and opened them again and said firmly, "Xiaobai doesn't want to, and won't let anyone touch him!"

"Snapped!"

The crisp applause was extremely loud beside the quiet farmland, and black palm prints gradually appeared on Mo Wang's motionless face.

Lei Dong glared at Mo Wang with murderous aura and sneered, "Si Xiaobai, Si Jiyun is Si Kou's son!"

"Xiaobai knows, but what happened back then was done by Si Kou and Yu Wenjie, Si Jiyun and others didn't participate in it and don't know about it." Mo Wang knelt at Lei Dong's feet.

Lei Dong yelled sharply: "What's wrong with paying off the father's debt!"

Mo Wang silently knelt there with his back straight, his head lowered and his eyes unmoved.

"Hmph!" Bai Tongwei snorted coldly and flung his sleeves away.

Mo Huan knelt there and didn't get up, he lowered his head and didn't know what to think. Soon, a peasant woman came out of the house and looked at Mo Huan who was kneeling there with a smile in his eyes.

"You child can't get up yet, how can father and son be so stubborn."

The peasant woman patted Mo Wang with a smile, and Mo Wang raised her head in surprise, "Who are you?"

"Just call Aunt Lin, it's not the old woman who is talking about you, you are too naive a child."

Aunt Lin helped him up and said as she patted the plaster off Mo Wang's knees: "Your father came early in the morning and took care of the house. The house was chosen with the best view and the best view. It's all done by him himself, this silly boy, go and apologize to dad."

Aunt Lin gently shook her head and pushed Mo Wang. She has lived for decades and has not seen that man do these things himself. These things have taken a lot of thought. If it is not true love, how can there be such patience? .

It was the first time he was taught a lesson by an ordinary peasant woman, before Mo Wang had time to react, he was pushed towards the nearest house, and walked into the house in a daze.

The house was built by the peasants without much attention. There is a small round hall in the middle, and there are only a few huts inside. Although it is small, it is very tidy.

Mo Wang stood in the hall, his hands hanging by his sides tightly clenched and his lips pursed, the guilt in his heart almost made him suffocate.

Although the things in the hall are ordinary, the layout here is not as good as the Prince's Hall back then.

"Hehe, do you regret it?" At this moment, Aunt Lin stepped through the door, holding a delicate porcelain bowl in her hand, and the sweet smell penetrated into his heart along his nose.

Seeing his appearance, Aunt Lin smiled and said, "You children just don't understand the heart of your parents, look..."

She gave away the bowl in her hand: "He made this bowl of sweet-scented osmanthus soup early in the morning and warmed it himself, just in case it will be cold when you come."

Mo Huang took the porcelain bowl in a daze and said in a low voice, "Aunt Lin, uncle..."

"Uncle?" Aunt Lin was surprised: "The old woman thought you were father and son. Hey, child, it's not the old woman who is talking about you. Your uncle really cares about you. Don't be ignorant."

Aunt Lin babbled and finally pouted her mouth inside with emotion: "I'm probably mad at you in the back room."

Mo Wang was about to go there, and when he passed Aunt Lin, he remembered the sweet-scented osmanthus soup in her hand, and ignored her surprise, he picked up the porcelain bowl and poured it into his mouth two or three times.

He wiped away the remaining stains on his mouth: "Thank you."

"This child..." Aunt Lin looked at him stupidly as he walked into the innermost room, and after a while she shook her head with a smile and left the house with an empty bowl.