After the first fool

Chapter 212 Departure
Soldiers are precious and fast, Bai Qingluo has already done all the preparations, got Bai Zixu's order, set off on the same day, and led a hundred hidden guards from the imperial city to the border. In the hands of the generals stationed on the border.

Wearing a crescent white brocade robe, Mo Xiaoran swayed a folding fan in her hand, got on her horse, and rode side by side with Bai Qingluo. Hundreds of men in black sat on the horses, holding high the banner of Dongyao Kingdom. Walking towards the city gate, the wind blowing from the horseshoes rolled up the dust in the streets and alleys.

Mo Qing, Bai Mo and other officials saw each other off at the gate of the city, but Bai Zixu never showed up, he was very angry about the court incident, now he wished that Bai Qingluo would retreat in defeat, how could he send him off?

When the common people heard that the God of War sent troops to Lan Yu in the past, and also heard about the cruel actions of the Lan Yu Kingdom in the towns, they cheered for joy.

"I wish the general a victory."

"Victorious and return!"

"Victorious and return."

……

Cheers erupted from the crowd like a tsunami, straight into the sky, Mo Xiaoran pulled out her ears that were almost numb from the shock, and cast a sideways glance at Bai Qingluo, "Your prestige is really not low. .”

"Miss, I don't know, the master used to be a famous general who was invincible in all battles. He was like a god in the eyes of the people. Now that the master has put on the battle robe again after many years, they are naturally happy." Qingfeng explained from the side, hoping It can let Mo Xiaoran know more about Bai Qingluo.

Mo Xiaoran glanced at Bai Qingluo from top to bottom, God of War? "Are you that strong?"

"You'll know when you see it later." Bai Qingluo didn't explain, but smiled with enough confidence and strength. That smile, like a snow mountain melting in an instant, was so beautiful that people couldn't take their eyes off it.

Mo Xiaoran silently turned her gaze away, the corners of her mouth twitched slightly, it was still difficult for her to resist the charm of someone.

"Ah! King Qing is so handsome."

"I heard that King Qing has kept himself clean for many years. I don't know which woman he can take a fancy to."

"It can't be you anyway."

……

Many women also exclaimed in the crowd. When they saw Bai Qingluo's handsome face, they were even more elated. They wished to catch him and force him to the bow. How can a man who is not only handsome but also powerful in the world win the hearts of women?
Mo Xiaoran glanced at the cheering and jumping girls in the crowd, frowned slightly, and jokingly said: "It seems that you are not only famous, but also attractive, look, these women are about to turn into hungry wolves Swallowed you, flesh and bones."

"There are tens of thousands of women in the world, but I only want one scoop." A smile appeared in Bai Qingluo's eyes, his brows raised slightly, and he said softly, the two rode at the forefront of the team, enjoying themselves Walking forward in the crowd, talking in a low voice from time to time, although Mo Xiaoran has a handsome appearance, but the heroic spirit between her brows makes it difficult to connect her with a woman. Who would have expected that the former queen would actually pretend to be a woman? Men's clothing, mixed with Bai Qingluo, going out with him?
Which of the women in Dongyao Kingdom is not a lady from a famous family, fluttering butterflies and admiring flowers in the backyard, fighting concubines, and wrestling with sons, there has never been a woman on the battlefield before.

As a result, when Bai Mo and the prime minister standing at the gate of the city saw Mo Xiaoran who was walking from a distance, they all looked like they had seen a ghost in the blue sky, and their eyes almost fell out of the window.

"Prince Regent, then...who is that?" Mo Qing pointed at Mo Xiaoran on the horse in disbelief, and asked stammeringly, with one hand still holding on to Bai Mo's sleeve, lest his old eyesight be dim, and he How could he see his daughter in the queue for the expedition?
Bai Mo wiped his eyes, and a wry smile appeared on his resolute face. He was surprised for a moment at first, but then he thought, how could she not do such a thing?Which one did she do that was not shocking and unheard of?What's more, she was accompanying the emperor's uncle on the battlefield. Even so, it was inevitable that she would feel a little jealous in her heart. Jealousy, the person who accompanied her was Bai Qingluo, not Bai Mo!
"Prime Minister," Bai Mo called out in a deep voice, meeting Mo Qing's suspicious eyes, "You have not misread it, it is indeed your daughter, Mo Xiaoran."

Mo Qing's feet were weak, if it wasn't for Bai Mo's support, she might have fallen down in fright.

His goodness, is Ran'er crazy?How can you be so nonsense?
Mo Qing shook her head hastily, walked a few steps forward and blocked Mo Xiaoran's way, hooked her fingers at her, and ordered in a cold voice: "Come down for me, don't mess around."

Mo Xiaoran frowned secretly, got off her horse, and the queue also stopped. Nine soldiers were blocking the crowds on both sides of the street, dividing a space for Bai Qingluo and the others.

"Ran'er, what the hell are you doing? Dad didn't care about you before. No matter how much you mess around, you are only in the imperial city. Dad can still help you a little bit. Do you know where you are going next? That is Battlefield!" Mo Qing scolded endlessly, his words were full of worry, "What are you going to do? Why don't you go back with dad soon." If he hadn't followed the regent to see him off, he might not have known that his daughter was so daring Dare to go out with the army!

Mo Xiaoran hastily covered Mo Qing's mouth, there are too many people here, it's not good if the feng shui is leaked, "Father, listen to me, I know what I'm doing, and, you have to trust your daughter, even the prince I also agree that I will go out with the army, what are you worried about?" Mo Xiaoran pointed to Bai Qingluo who was on the horse, "Even if you don't believe in your daughter, you should believe in the prince. Could it be that he will bring a useless person on board? Is it the battlefield?"

When Mo Qing thought about it, she also felt that it made sense, but after all, she still cared about Mo Xiaoran, afraid that she would go to the battlefield, what should she do if she was hurt by the sword? "Ran'er, can't you not go? The battlefield is not a place for girls to go. Dad hasn't cared much about you for many years. Just listen to dad once, okay?"

"Father, only this matter, my daughter will never compromise." Mo Xiaoran coldly rejected Mo Qing's pleading, and grabbed his arm tightly, "Lan Yu is too deceitful! Xiao Zhu died for her daughter, and my daughter I can't bear this bad breath! Dad, you are waiting in the imperial city, and my daughter will return triumphantly." After finishing speaking, she let go of her hand and got on the horse again, without even looking at Mo Qing, she had made up her mind.

"Miss Mo," Bai Mo walked over slowly and called out in a deep voice.

Mo Xiaoran nodded slightly, waiting for his next words.

"This king is here, and I wish you and the emperor a victory." Originally, she wanted to persuade her to stay, but when she met Mo Xiaoran's stubborn eyes, she swallowed her words at the end. Who could stop her? What about a determined woman?
Bai Mo smiled wryly, waved his hand back, and someone immediately brought two glasses of thin wine, which he handed to Bai Qingluo and Mo Xiaoran respectively, as a practice for them.

"On the day when the two return triumphantly, this king will stay in the palace to clean up the dust for the two of you!" Bai Mo promised in a deep voice, then, holding the wine cup, he touched Mo Xiaoran and Bai Qingluo across the air, and looked up. Drank it all.

The strong wine enters the throat, and what you drink is the determination of a man and the solitude of a warrior.

Bai Qingluo waved his hand, and without looking at the officials at the city gate, he led a hundred hidden guards away slowly. Mo Qing's eyes turned red, and he felt a throbbing pain in his heart. That was his daughter, the only one with Shaofang. His heir, now wants a woman to disguise herself as a man and go to the battlefield, which woman would do this?

He is both proud and worried, the son travels thousands of miles and the mother is worried.

"Prime Minister, the emperor's sister-in-law will definitely come back safely." Bai Mo comforted from the side, he had seen Mo Xiaoran's ability, not to mention the emperor's uncle was by his side, how could he allow her to have an accident?
No matter how unwilling he was in his heart, Bai Mo had to admit that with Bai Qingluo around, the possibility of Mo Xiaoran being injured was extremely low.

"Hey." Mo Qing let out a long sigh, and after watching the queue go far away, he staggered and walked towards the prime minister's mansion.

Now he can only pray to God to bless his daughter to come back safely.

The queue got on the pipeline and walked slowly towards the border. Mo Xiaoran never looked back, her back was straight, and the cool wind blowing towards her face, mixed with sand, sprayed on her cheeks, causing slight pain.

"If you don't want to give up, you can still turn around." Bai Qingluo twitched the corner of her mouth, and said softly, her eyes were full of teasing.

Mo Xiaoran gave him a sideways look, and said with a cold snort, "You underestimate me too much." After a slight pause, "According to this speed, when will we reach the border?"

"Do you want to speed up your pace?" Bai Qingluo raised her eyebrows and asked with a smile.

Mo Xiaoran swung the horsewhip violently, and the whip hit the horse's buttocks. The front hooves were blown by wind, and it brushed against Bai Qingluo's side. She moved forward quickly, and the horse's hoof rolled up yellow sand and flew all over the sky.

Bai Qingluo shook his head, feeling extremely helpless against her stubbornness, "speed up." He gave an order, and everyone behind him whipped their horses and followed behind Mo Xiaoran. Bai Qingluo's riding and archery skills have been practiced since childhood , it can be said to be superb, and in just a few seconds, he caught up with Mo Xiaoran.

She refused to admit defeat, and continued to wave the whip, trying to surpass Bai Qingluo.

"Why do I feel that we are not going to war, but rather like going outing?" Zhuyue muttered in a low voice, seeing Mo Xiaoran and Bai Qingluo walking away one after the other, the corner of her mouth twitched suddenly.

Which expedition in the past was not a dignified atmosphere, and the soldiers were expensive and fast?Only this time, it was leisurely and leisurely, without the heaviness before the war at all, but a wave of lightness pervaded.

"With the master and mistress here, where do you think the atmosphere can be so solemn?" Qingfeng squinted at him and grinned lightly.

"Don't you think they match well?" Sui Lang smiled.

"Yo, now you know what to say? Who used to give the future mistress a bad look?" Qingfeng snorted coldly, with a slightly sarcastic expression on his face. He hadn't forgotten Suilang's extremely vicious attitude towards Mo Xiaoran.

"Say more!" Sui Lang raised his horsewhip, and immediately ran away after Qingfeng, leaving behind Zhu Yue who was sprayed with dust on his face, walking in front of the queue dumbfounded, sighing.

Not only the master, but even they were influenced by the future mistress?

Xuanyuan Kingdom.

"Your Majesty," Xuanyuan Wushang lay quietly in the imperial garden surrounded by flowers in full bloom. He was resting on a recliner, basking in the sun quietly. When he first heard the movement behind him, he didn't even move his eyes. "What's the matter?" The evil voice said Spit out slowly.

"There has been movement in Dongyao State! General Wang Baiqingluo led the order to the border, planning to send troops to attack Lan Yu."

The unrestrained smile at the corner of his mouth became more and more enchanting, Xuanyuan Wushang slightly opened his eyes, folded off a summer flower with his bare hands, put it under his nose and smelled it, and the fragrance was sweet: "Fight with them, when they fight to the point of nowhere, It is the day when soldiers are sent out alone."

As soon as the words fell, the index finger broke off the flower branch, and the decayed petals fell to the ground profusely, complementing his fiery red robe.

(End of this chapter)