Yu Jun

The official of Kuanzhou fell silent, and looks of astonishment and confusion passed back and forth among everyone. The new official, who had not experienced Mo Qianlan's methods, felt a silent oppression, but was still full of curiosity, and quietly looked at the Mo family member. Descendants.

The state officials who had worked with Mo Qianlan were all on guard, with a ray of light on their backs.

Mo Qianlan is the dragon lurking in the deep pool of Kuanzhou. Everyone under him is an ant and can be easily wiped away.

His words were the order they were to abide by.

His likes and dislikes are the rules they need to keep in mind.

After he passed away and fell ill, they finally took a breath.

Nowadays, there are great changes in the court, His Majesty has delegated power, and Jiedushi is worthy of his title. The King of Wei came here to arrange finance, taxation, and food to avoid losing power. No matter when Mo Qianlan woke up, does it mean that he chose to appear at this time? The rights cannot be changed smoothly?

Behind every battle, there are countless fish in the pond that will be affected, and they must be more careful to avoid them.

Wu Jin stood beside Mo Lingfeng, looking at Mo Qianlan by the firelight, and happened to see his thin silhouette. The frail and aging posture covered up the madness of dying, making people feel alert and alert. He is pathetic.

But Wu Jin will not be fooled.

His eyes were full of worry, and he had already seen Mo Qianlan's ferocious power to swallow the sky.

If it was just a fight for power and profit, Mo Lingfeng would be able to handle it. Now that Mo Qianlan struggles to wake up, he will definitely drag half of the country into the abyss.

Amidst the mixed gazes, Mo Qianlan moved forward towards King Wei. His red phoenix eyes showed no emotion at all. He glanced at him casually, bowed slightly, and saluted without saying a word to King Wei.

Those eyes looked like Mo Lingfeng, but they were not Mo Lingfeng.

Mo Lingfeng has momentum, majesty, aura, and various emotions of indifference and alienation, but Mo Qianlan's eyes have become a pool of stagnant water, filled with air-conditioning and black mist. He is a resurrected person who came out of the Hall of Hell and the Nili Prison. , the shocked King Wei was dumbfounded, his face turned pale, and he actually took a step back.

He had never met Mo Qianlan before. At this moment, his heart was beating violently and he unconsciously looked at Huang Yiren, who was standing at the front of the palace guard.

Huang Yiren stood with his head bowed, hiding his face as much as possible. At the same time, he instinctively sensed the danger. Almost instantly, he quietly made a decision - he could not be stopped by Mo Qianlan.

King Wei failed to see Huang Yiren's expression. He swallowed a big gulp of saliva and tensed up: "Mo Yuanwai——"

Mo Qianlan has no official status, so it is not an exaggeration for the King of Wei to call him an outsider.

Mo Qianlan ignored him and walked towards Mo Lingfeng.

King Wei's words stopped abruptly, and his face suddenly turned livid. However, when his narrow phoenix eyes turned around on his body, he felt as if he had swallowed a needle.

Huang Yiren took a step forward, leaned into King Wei's ear and said, "Your Majesty, a strong dragon will not overwhelm a local snake."

Wei Wangqiang swallowed this breath and secretly planned how to win over Mo Qianlan and get the support of Mo Jiajun.

The moment Mo Qianlan's eyes looked at Mo Lingfeng, he softened, stepped over, and held Mo Lingfeng's hand tightly: "Ah, brother is here to pick you up."

Mo Lingfeng said "Ah", his eyes widened, and he looked at Mo Qianlan blankly. He struggled to squeeze out a few words: "Brother, how come...brother is okay?"

Why did you "wake up"?

Will his body be able to support him when he wakes up?
How long can he live?

a month?a year?
Where is Li Yitie?

Two big tears rolled out of her eyes: "Brother..." Mo Qianlan's heart ached, and he quickly leaned over, wiping away the tears on her face with one hand, while whispering: "Brother is back, from now on. Accompanying you, Li Yitie's medical skills are extremely advanced. In a short time, he will be alive and dead, with flesh and bones, don't worry."

He held her hand tightly as if no one else was watching, and even laughed. Mo Lingfeng looked at him with tearful eyes, seeing that his eye sockets were deeply sunken and the bridge of his nose was high. Because of his thinness, every ups and downs on his face were visible. It's so vivid that the gray hair on the temples exposed under the soft gauze Tang scarf.

He has grown old.

Hu Ma relies on the north wind and crosses the bird's nest to the south branches, but her north wind and south branches are in danger.

There was a tide in her body, as if the hot blood would turn into tears, pouring out of her eyes. She sniffed, looked down at the armor on her body, suppressed a cry, and just held Mo Qianlan's hand. hand.

This hand was skin and bones, clenched in it, cold and dry, but she had to hold on tightly and never let go, because there was only one person like this in the world.

As soon as Tan Xuan saw the affectionate posture of the two brothers and sisters, his anxiety and anger increased further, and he said anxiously: "General Mo, the fortress is extremely urgent, and we cannot delay. We also ask the general to go to the fortress to defend against the enemy. Mo Jie—— "

He remembered that Mo Qianlan was no longer the military governor, and immediately changed his mind: "Brother Mo has recovered from his illness, and there are countless days where he and General Mo have spent time together reminiscing about family ties. Why not spend time at this time? It's already late and the night is cold. Why don't you invite me?" Your Majesty, please go to the city first."

After that, he stepped forward and personally led the white horse for Mo Lingfeng. He held the bridle in his hand and almost brought it to Mo Lingfeng.

Mo Lingfeng didn't answer.

Mo Qianlan nodded: "Zhizhou Tan is right. The military situation is urgent and there is no time to delay."

He let go of Mo Lingfeng and stretched out his hand towards Nomad Qing: "Horse whip."

Nomad Qing handed the riding whip to Mo Qianlan. Mo Qianlan took it in his hand, held Mo Lingfeng's palm, pressed the riding whip into her palm, pushed her fingers upward and closed them, and said with a smile: "Go, brother is at home." Wait for you."

Mo Lingfeng looked up at him: "Seriously?"

Mo Qianlan patted her shoulder: "Yes, brother has left pine nut and chestnut cake for you to eat when you come back. Come back tomorrow morning."

Mo Lingfeng was reluctant in every possible way, but he still obediently took the horse's bridle from Tan Xuan's hand and got on the horse.

She turned around and gave an order, and the Detachment of Women also mounted their horses neatly and lined up again. Before the wind and frost had washed off their bodies, they rode into the city. The sound of horse hooves echoed through the empty streets and lengthwise of the fortress.

In the dark night, she turned around frequently. Mo Qianlan under the firelight was as thin as paper, swaying in the wind, and soon disappeared from her eyes.

She raised her riding crop, whipped it hard, and spurred the horse to gallop, hoping to return to the city in the morning.

Mo Lingfeng left, and the heavy burden on Tan Xuan's shoulders was lifted. It was like a man who was in urgent need of urination and finally went to the official room. He felt comfortable all over and spoke eagerly, wanting to clean up the dust for King Wei.

Mo Qianlan looked at the taciturn Wu Jin and said, "Wu Tongpan doesn't look well, so why don't we rest first and enjoy the feast instead of going."

He turned towards his carriage and shouted: "Yin Bei, send Wu Tongsuan to the inner office of Tongsuan Mansion."

Tan Xuan said hurriedly: "The house given by His Majesty is in Fangjing Lane. It has not been repaired yet. Wu Tongpan's family has moved to Neiya today."

Wu Jin said calmly: "I am from Kuanzhou and I am familiar with everyone everywhere. There is no need to see you off."

"The injury from the Tongjian Staff has not healed, and I cannot move around. I will just ask someone to send him off." Tan Xuan saw the clue from his calmness, "Let's enter the city first."

He stepped aside and stretched out his hand towards the city gate: "Your Majesty, please."

The fire slowly moved forward, and the city gate of Kuanzhou opened, revealing an unobstructed street, deserted, depressed, and full of dangers.