Your Majesty, Empress Is Escaping

"You liar!"

"Cough cough …" Murong Hao isn't such a person. "

He would clearly feel heartache over the fate of his slaves. For the sake of the Mo family, he didn't dare to face himself. How could such a person who still had a conscience change his mind and do something against his conscience?

"But he's the Crown Prince of the Big Dipper." Murong Nan's voice was firm.

"Compared to the hundreds of thousands of innocent civilians, the lives of General Mo's family and the hundreds of slaves, which is more important?"

Ink Yan fell silent.

Yes. Not only was Murong Hao a compassionate man, he was also the crown prince of a big family.

Noticing the wavering of the Ink Yan, Murong Nan continued with his statement.

"Moreover, I, Murong Nan, will be the one in charge of leading all the matters in the middle of the process of introducing the Heavenly Wolf's Reinforcements. If you kill me here. The natural beacon will refuse to help the big end for all sorts of reasons. At that time, hundreds of thousands of civilians will be slaughtered like sheep and dogs by the invaders of the Song Dynasty. People who have died a thousand times more miserable than today will be everywhere! "

"Dare I ask Ink Yan, what do you have in your hands that could be exchanged for the lives of these hundreds of thousands of people?"

Ink Yan felt an unprecedented sense of despair.

On the surface, she possessed the advantage that was difficult for ordinary people to unravel — the knowledge of the Chinese secret service. Even if one's body was restricted, it was not difficult to take the general's head in an army of thousands. But she was not the Almighty God after all. Even though he couldn't kill Murong Nan, he could still save hundreds of thousands of civilians.

So the only ending left was to let him go?

Mo Yan bitterly looked at Murong Nan, and felt that the white face in front of her was very hateful.

Murong Nan easily brushed away the Wandering Dragon with his finger. He stood up and started to dust himself. The two deputy generals stepped forward again, and asked warmly and shyly, "Your Highness, are you alright?"

At such a critical moment, even if Ink Yan was unwilling, she could not do it. However, the feeling of patriotism carved into her bones and blood had forced her to make a choice out of instinct. He was willing to give up on killing those traitors who might be a threat to Murong Hao, in order to protect the millions of people he didn't know.

On the other hand, after Murong Nan's crisis was resolved, he didn't immediately leave. Under the protection of his subordinates, he quietly looked at Ink Mist, who was standing aside like a statue.

Although she was only thirteen years old, she wasn't a peerless beauty. However, she already possessed a martial skill, a brain, and a spirit that not even ordinary officers could possess. Otherwise, once they heard that the people at the end of the line needed him to save them, they would not be able to release their restraints.

"Prince of the South, do you want to?"

At this time, the deputy general, who had already ensured the safety of the Southern Prince, gave them another questioning look. The two of them even began to draw their sabers outwards.

"No." Murong Nan looked at the White Wolf King who was still observing him with lingering fear. He pressed down the hand signal that his subordinate was about to make a move.

It had been completely silent ever since Ink Yan had changed her attitude towards it. From the beginning to the end, it only used its green eyes to look at him. This must be because he saw that he couldn't hurt Ink Yan, which was why he was so unrestrained. If this subordinate were to make a move …

Murong Nan couldn't imagine the consequences, so he could only excuse himself.

"Let's hurry up and choose a horse," he said, glancing at Ink Yan.

"As for the situation here, go back and tell General Molda, who is lying at the station, that they are all dead. The body was eaten by the beast. It's also the last thing I'll leave to General Mo's descendants to take care of. "

"Scram!"

To this, Ink Yan could only reply him in this simple and crude manner.

Under the escort of two of his subordinates, Murong Nan quickly left the small forest on a horse. Although Ink Mist couldn't be won over, her current situation was even more dangerous than before. Molda was after him, so Murong Hao would eventually go against her. What else could she do other than rely on herself?

All that was left were Ink Yan and a White Wolf King called the Hua Emperor. Under the silent night sky, all life disappeared. The only sound that could be heard was the crackling sound of a burning branch sending a faint red light towards them.

"Aooo?"

Hua Di carefully paced around the Ink Mist a few times. Green Eyes looked at her twice from top to bottom with concern. Seeing that there was no reaction from her, she bit her bottom and pulled.

Then, Ink Yan slowly regained her consciousness.

"Is that you?"

"Emperor Hua?"

The expression on the Emperor's face changed to one of delight. He lifted his front paws and wrapped them around Ink Yan's arm, shaking her like a child. The low whine of the beasts and the warmth of their touch affected the Ink Mist at the same time. She reached out her hands to hold onto Emperor Hua's head, crouched down and rubbed his head with incomparable nostalgia. Her tone was still not very good.

"I actually let Murong Nan go."

"A person who indirectly killed my mother."

The Hua Emperor continued to hum softly, leaning his huge body over to help Ink Yan lean on.

Dark to the point where he couldn't see his fingers in the woods, Ink Yan tightly held onto the emperor, feeling the warmth all over his body. It was something that only living beings had. It was like the hand of a mother. Ink Yan was even able to hear the soft cries of the Mo family in a daze.

"Shui Yan ~"

Tears rolled down his face, trickled down his chin, and finally landed on the back of the emperor's head. However, the emperor didn't move, he could only listen to the sad cry of Ink Yan, "Wuwu ~"

"Do you know about Hua Di? "I don't have a mother ~"

"It wasn't easy for me to cross over from a foreign world to this place, and I met a woman who was willing to treat me as a family member. But in less than a day, she died because of me. I am nothing again! No one will ever think of me again! "

"Wuu, wuu." At this time, Hua Di carefully made two more sounds, happily opened up both of Ink Yan's hands, and handed over a shiny silver thing with his mouth. Ink Yan looked, the lock on the Sun Moon Emblem, wasn't it the one she used to look for? What did this white wolf mean by locking the Sun and Moon at this time?

Hua Di blinked his eyes twice and looked at Mo Yan with a gaze that seemed like he had a mind of his own. He slowly rubbed his head against her chest a few more times, as if he was an innocent child. He had the same thought – you still have me. So you don't have nothing!

At that time, although she couldn't say why, she suddenly stopped crying. His empty heart was suddenly filled with softness. She took the initiative to accept the Sun and Moon Lock from Hua Di, holding his forehead and giving him a light kiss.

"Thank you ~"

After that, Emperor Hua couldn't help but kick his hind legs off the ground, awkwardly turning his head away, he stood up from the ground and dragged Shi Yan away from the forest.