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"Miss, even our pavilion's Master Leng Jian cannot compare to the Noble Heir's martial arts. This trip will not be difficult. "

The Ah Nuo comforted Mo Qingyan as he spoke his thoughts. Mo Qingyan slowly shook her head and sighed.

"But Ah Nuo. The world always says that it is easy to dodge an arrow when it is pointed, but difficult to defend against an arrow when it is hidden. " Mo Qingyan said, the expression on his face darkened.

"Young miss is saying that someone is plotting against the Noble Heir?" Ah Nuo was stunned for a moment, then asked while looking at Mo Qingyan with some disbelief.

"The name of this expedition originally belonged to Crown Prince Long Xiwei. It was just that the Grand Princess did not think that it was feasible. "The emperor naturally wouldn't reject her."

"And those people chose the Noble Heir. If they didn't come back, they wouldn't lose anything. If I can get it back, I'll be able to take him in as my subordinate, and it'll be a great boost to me. "

"They actually have such thoughts? This is so damn tight! " Ah Nuo was only a little girl, even if she was trained in martial arts, she wouldn't be able to reach Mo Qingyan's level.

Hence, if Mo Qingyan did not tell her about this, she would not be able to think of it. Mo Qingyan pressed her hand down, indicating her to be quiet.

"Ah Nuo, the things of this world. There has never been a simple one, so you should make your own judgement in the future. " Mo Qingyan had obviously realized this as well.

She also began to prepare for Ah Nuo to cultivate her talent in this area. Just that, Mo Qingyan looked at Ah Nuo's expression. He couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

Hopefully, in the future, Ah Nuo would not blame him for taking away her innocence with his own hands.

"Miss, I've brought you breakfast. I've asked around about the time of the Noble Heir expedition. There are still two hours left. It's not too late to go to the city gate after dinner. "

When Ah Nuo walked in from outside, Mo Qingyan was still supporting himself on the table with one hand. He seemed to be thinking about something.

"Alright, I understand." Mo Qingyan responded indifferently, then began to eat.

In front of the city gate.

"Zifeng, there will be some resistance this time. "I hope that you can lead these hundred thousand troops to a triumphant return!"

Long Sheng stood in front of Lin Zifeng, with the hundred officials of the civil and military standing behind him. He looked at Lin Zifeng with a satisfied expression, his eyes still carrying a trace of worry that he had purposely revealed.

Lin Zifeng replied expressionlessly: "I am indebted to Your Majesty for your love! This humble official will not disappoint you. "

Mo Qingyan watched this scene from afar, the corners of his mouth hooked up in ridicule. How would Long Sheng feel when facing Lin Zifeng?

After framing his father and seizing his throne, he could only rely on going to war in exchange for a peaceful life. Heh, he had a good plan.

Actually, Long Sheng also understood that this was a trap, right? He just thought that as long as Lin Zifeng went there, he would never come back. At that time, he would be able to sit firmly in this world.

Mo Qingyan sarcastically looked at the scene of "harmony between subjects", and slightly raised his eyes. His gaze was completely focused on the person facing him.

A gentleness that was like water instantly leaked out, and in that moment, Mo Qingyan felt that his world could only hold him.

"Your Majesty, it's getting late. Let General Lin lead the troops and set off early. " The ministers standing behind Long Sheng had long become extremely impatient.

"Someone stepped forward to carefully remind him, but Long Sheng was actually also getting impatient in his heart. That was true, Lin Xin Qing! "Come, let us dry this cup of wine to see you off. You may lead your troops to the battlefield."

Long Sheng raised the wine cup in his hand, causing his heart to tighten. She was afraid that there was something wrong with this glass of wine.

Lin Zifeng also raised the wine cup in his hand and drained it in one gulp. Mo Qingyan could not help but become more worried. Ah Nuo secretly pulled on Mo Qingyan's sleeves.

"Don't worry Miss, Noble Heir didn't drink that wine!" Ah Nuo did not look like he was joking. Mo Qingyan frowned.

"I saw Noble Heir borrowing the sleeve of his hand to bring out the wine, I'm afraid that Noble Heir's sleeves are all wet." The Ah Nuo's voice carried a slight teasing tone.

"Got it." Mo Qingyan knew what the Ah Nuo was laughing about, but she couldn't refute him. Thus, he could only blush, pursed his lips and looked towards where Lin Zifeng was.

Coincidentally, Lin Zifeng also shifted her gaze over. Their gazes met, and Mo Qingyan's heart inexplicably tightened. Then he looked away as quickly as he could.

When Lin Zifeng saw how she was shyly shifting his gaze away, the emotion in his eyes deepened. He did not know how long he would have to walk.

However, he clearly knew that he had made many arrangements last night. Every matter was filled with concern for Mo Qingyan.

He had originally thought that Mo Qingyan was only a suitable person for him. Unexpectedly, Mo Qingyan had already unknowingly become the most important person to him in this world.

He had also thought of taking Mo Qingyan away immediately, but his subordinate was right. On the battlefield, swords had no eyes. If he really injured Mo Qingyan, he would definitely die from heartache.

Needless to say, this subordinate of his was indeed capable. If he directly said that bringing Mo Qingyan would delay matters, for example, you would be extremely angry.

However, from the perspective of Mo Qingyan's safety, Lin Zifeng would definitely worry about Mo Qingyan's safety, and would instead carefully consider.

In the end, Lin Zifeng still left. When he mounted his horse, he turned his head back. Just in time to meet Mo Qingyan's worried gaze, Lin Zifeng smiled at her.

Mo Qingyan didn't know how she had managed to suppress her emotions. She didn't know how much difficulty she had to force herself to stay where she was.

Lin Zifeng led a hundred thousand men, their horses hooves kicking up a cloud of dust. Mo Qingyan's heart was forcefully pulled up, and only after the dust and dirt had settled for a long time did she finally feel her consciousness gradually return to normal.

There was already no one around, and only Ah Nuo was still standing on the spot supporting Mo Qingyan. Mo Qingyan wanted to walk back. When he lifted his foot, he found that his legs had become weak.

Fortunately Ah Nuo had been supporting him, otherwise he would have fallen on the road. Mo Qingyan laughed bitterly and relied on the power of the Ah Nuo to stand firm.

"They all left?" It was clearly a questioning tone, but somehow he felt a sense of desolation. Ah Nuo nodded, turned around and slowly returned to his Jiang Mansion with him.

Mo Qingyan's expression was extremely ugly, and even if he saw it, he couldn't help but be worried. Yan, what happened to you? " Jiang Wan walked forward to support Mo Qingyan.

"It's all right, Mother. "Don't worry about me." Mo Qingyan looked at Jiang Wan and forced a smile. Jiang Wan originally wanted to say something, but eventually fell silent as he looked at Mo Qingyan.

He only looked at her back and sighed.