Chapter 68
Yuan Huanzhi killed Hong'er and Qinyin, the two maids. This is not the end, there must be a follow-up. Yuan Huanzhi is like a bomb, which might detonate at any time. Absolutely no purpose.

"Miss, your idea is really great!"

Mo Xiang's eyes were shining, and she looked at Mo Yan with admiration. Since her daughter broke her head, she was really a blessing in disguise. She used to think that a drama was too fast for an hour, and it was not enjoyable to watch, and some follow-up things were not expressed. Come out, it's all up to your imagination.If you are a movie fan, after seeing the beginning, you must want to continue watching. This way, one after another, it will be even more popular, and the money will roll in at that time. It's just that the person who polishes the pen must not use the name of his own lady.

"That's for sure, you think your lady is heartless?"

Mo Yan rubbed her chin, and said to Mo Xiang, at that time, I asked my second brother to help me, I forgot this, since I might become famous in the future, I should choose a pseudonym, high-end atmosphere, low-key luxury can be fine, it is best to be loud and elegant of.

"Miss, you like mung bean cake, how about calling it mung bean cake?"

Mo Xiang had an idea, and patted his head. The name mung bean cake is the best. Everyone in Kyoto likes it. It can cool off the summer heat. It is simple and catchy.

"Black Butterfly, yes, it's called Black Butterfly."

Mo Yan ignored the drooling ink fragrance, immersed in her own thoughts, the name Black Butterfly is the best, it is a bit dark and mysterious, it fits the theme of her script, looking forward to the future of Dai Viet, that overwhelming suspense wind.

Before the playbook was written, Mo Xiang had already entered a state of ecstasy, her pupils turned into white silver, imagining that her young lady was popular all over the country in Da Viet, and she might even fly across thousands of mountains and rivers, and become popular in Da Wu.

When mentioning Da Wu, Mo Yan had a look of worry in her eyes. The old man she met at the gate of the Drunken Immortal Tower last time said that she still did not understand the meaning of it. Could it be that the empress had died, and Da Yue was afraid that Da Wu would pursue him. Deliberately concealing the news?

The king of Nanping returned victoriously, and the border has just calmed down. Among them, the power of Wanqi Yuling's repeated victories is one aspect, and there is also the power supported by Da Viet's ally Da Wu. Dangerous.

Even Wanqi Yuling couldn't control the current situation. He handed over the extremely important Tiger Talisman, a symbol of military power, to her. What does that mean?There is no way ahead.

Perhaps, the old man's words are true. After the news of the empress's poisoning and death spread like wildfire, Da Wu was the first to attack, and Dayue's internal disputes were serious, and he himself was not at peace. Divided and eaten by other countries.

There is no way for the country to be ruined and the family to perish. Mo Yan has strengthened her belief that she will make money as quickly as possible. If the future is not good, she will immediately persuade her father to resign and the whole family to leave the capital and return to their hometown. Nothing is important. , Life-saving is the premise.

The officials in Kyoto are still not clear about the current situation, they are still drunk and dreaming of death, and they regard themselves as the kingdom of heaven. Wanqi Yuling, the king of Nanping, has been fighting at the border for many years, and the capital has never heard any news. From the emperor to the people, they are very relieved of him. It seems that With Wanqi Yuling around, Dayue will always stand at the highest point and look down on neighboring countries.

The master and the servant chatted for a while, Mo Yan soon fell asleep, she yawned, and fell asleep on her side, and she slept soundly until dawn.

The incense burnt last night smelled a little pungent, but it was effective in repelling mosquitoes and helped sleep.Last night was calm and nothing happened. Early in the morning, Mo Xiang cooked some porridge, and after a hasty breakfast, everyone set out on the road again.

It's already Chen's hour, and the sky is still dark, as if it hadn't been bright, and there are large black clouds in the sky in the distance, which indicates that a heavy rain is coming.

The strong wind made the leaves rattle, and the curtains of the carriage were lifted. Mo Xiang had no choice but to close the windows, and the carriage immediately fell into darkness, illuminated by a dim oil lamp.The light was not good, Mo Yan read a book for a while and felt her eyes hurt. She stretched her waist and opened a food box, which contained glutinous rice sticks and sesame sticks sent by Wei Zixian, making snacks in her free time.

The disaster relief team stepped up and finally arrived at the next small town before noon.Not long after entering the city gate, the rain poured down from the sky, and the pedestrians on the road ran forward quickly, and their clothes were soaked by the heavy rain after a while.

Mo Yan opened the car window a small gap, the wind mixed with huge raindrops, and immediately splashed into the carriage, her sleeves had no time to dodge, and a little was wet.The rain was so heavy that the entire small town was shrouded in a world of rain, and the road ahead was blurred, forming streaks of water mist.

There was a lot of food and grass in the car behind, and they were most afraid of getting moldy in the rain. Wan Qi Yuling immediately gave instructions, and everyone went to the post station not far ahead to rest and shelter from the rain. Next to the post station, there was a medium-sized inn where Mo Yan and Niang My dear Lu came here to rest.

The wind was howling, and the thin pedestrians on the street were extremely embarrassed. They had to rely on the banners of the shops on the street to stabilize their figures. The rain was cold and fell on the bluestone road, forming circles of ripples.

Entering the inn, I asked for the best first-class room, which was incomparable with Cyclamen, but it was clean and tidy.When going out, don't be too picky. Mo Yan called for hot water to wash up, and changed into another set of clothes. The waiter just came to deliver meals.

"Miss, it seems that the rain will not stop for a while, why don't you take a rest!"

Mo Xiang was arranging vegetables beside him, picking up a few dishes that his young lady likes.The inn is not big, and the back kitchen is good at cooking. This crucian carp soup stewed with potatoes is milky white and milky white, with green onions sprinkled on it. It is cold and cold in rainy days. Drinking something warm is just right to warm your stomach.

"En. Sleeping on a rainy day is the sweetest."

Mo Yan yawned, and scooped up the crucian carp soup with a spoon. There was no earthy smell at all. The fish meat was fried until golden brown, and the fish soup was delicious and most nourishing.

After eating, Mo Yan rinsed her mouth with light tea, and she was relieved to learn that Nanping Wang Wanqi Yuling was resting at the post station and not at the inn.The quilts on the bed were not new, but they were clean and tidy. Mo Yan took off her shoes, put down the curtains, and closed her eyes to rest.

After this sleep, I fell asleep until noon, and in a trance, I heard noises in the corridor.Mo Yan rubbed her eyes, turned over, turned her head to the side and asked Mo Xiang, "What's going on outside?"

(End of this chapter)

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