Chapter 130 Mo Mingyuan’s Feelings
"Why did it explode?" Feng Aoqing asked, "Isn't your master complaining that Lian Sheng's iron ore isn't as good as Jixia Country's? What if this one is worse than Lian Sheng's?"
"Can you please take care of yourself? I tell you, she is no longer my master. I don't belong to anyone now!" Han Lang rolled his eyes at her.
"This is a great achievement for founding a nation, and you actually don't want to accept it? If you don't want to accept it, forget it, but don't get so angry! Go accept it now! Will she like me better this way?"
"You're capable, and she likes you very much. What's more important is whether you like her?"
"Well...that's right. It's a good idea to blow it up. It can't fall into her hands." Feng Aoqing felt that it made a lot of sense.
She didn't know that those who escaped from the stronghold had already been dealt with by Han Lang in advance. His men were now heading to the town, and the town guard Chen would not live long.
Han Lang began to slow down when he could see the camp.
The two were talking on horseback.
"Oh, by the way, why are you still here?" Feng Aoqing asked.
"We're going the same way." Han Lang answered without thinking.
"It's so funny. Zhaojing is so big, Jiuzhou is so big, but they happen to be traveling the same route." Feng Aoqing sat up straight after the horse slowed down.
"We're going the same way. I'm going to...Dongyan Country." Han Lang answered seriously.
"Oh, it turns out you are from Tianyao." Feng Aoqing nodded with a very clear expression.
"How do you know?!" Han Lang was still thinking about the next question in his mind, what was he going to do in Dongyan Country, but Feng Aoqing didn't give him a chance to speak.
"Tianyao Kingdom is obviously closer and is located in the east, but you deliberately mentioned Dongyan Kingdom. It's because last time you said you would send someone to send me to Tianyao. If you mention it again today, Tianyao will attract my attention." Feng Aoqing raised an eyebrow at him.
"you?!"
"You what?! You have brains, but not much."
"you?!"
Feng Aoqing looked at Han Lang from the side and saw that he was gritting his teeth, with the veins on his forehead about to burst. If it were someone else, he would have died eight hundred times already.
The scar on his forehead was still there, which already disfigured his face, but with this new scar, Feng Aoqing felt that his face looked even better.
The main thing is that I sew well.
She was laughing so hard that she was falling over.
Afraid that she would fall off the horse, Han Lang loosened the reins in his left hand and tried to catch her, but stopped in mid-air.
Seeing that they were getting closer to the camp, he simply jumped off his horse and walked beside it.
When Feng Aoqing looked at Han Lang, Han Lang looked at the forest to see if there was any movement.
When Han Lang looked at Feng Aoqing, Feng Aoqing was looking at the cold moon, thinking about his own things.
The two of them said nothing more.
Mo Mingyuan was running at full speed, but when he saw Han Lang and the others slowing down, he slowed down too.
He looked at the person in front of him and remembered what Feng Aoqing said before saving him, "Ask her again, what she feels for you."
So he couldn't help but shout: "Ying'er..."
At this moment, Feng Aoqing turned around and saw Mo Mingyuan and Tian Ying'er not far away.
"Han Lang, come up!" she called out, lowering her head.
"Hmm?" Han Lang looked up at her, asking with his eyes. In the night, the moon was not bright enough and her face was a little hazy. She looked very beautiful but he couldn't see her expression clearly.
"Get on the horse!" Feng Aoqing said again.
Han Lang jumped up, but before he could sit firmly, Feng Aoqing kicked the horse and the horse started to run. He almost fell off again, so he grabbed the reins.
"Why are you so startled? Wouldn't falling off the horse kill you?"
"You can't die from falling! I tried it once."
Hearing this, Han Lang felt distressed when he thought of her shocking injuries.
Feng Aoqing ran while looking back. Han Lang was afraid that there were pursuers, so he held the reins with one hand and the sword with the other.
He also looked back and saw that Tian Ying'er and Mo Mingyuan were kissing each other. Only then did he understand why Feng Aoqing ran away.
Under the moonlight, Mo Mingyuan's mind was blank. He was about to ask Tian Ying'er about her feelings, but Tian Ying'er turned around and offered her lips.
The horse cooperated with them, stopped, and lowered its head to nibble on the grass.
Tian Ying'er held Mo Mingyuan's face and looked into his starry eyes.
Mo Mingyuan was still in panic, excitement, and joy. For a long time, he could only look at her, speechless.
"Master Yuan, I know I'm not worthy, but today I suddenly feel so regretful. I'm afraid I'll never see you again."
"Why not? What's wrong with me? If I care about these things, you're looking down on me."
Mo Mingyuan took her off the horse and held her in his arms.
"I know you're not. If you were that kind of person, I wouldn't look down on you. But the Mo family, your father, mother, and eldest brother, they all think so."
"I don't care what they think."
Tian Ying'er smiled sadly: "It's just one more time."
Mo Mingyuan was stunned for a moment, then said firmly: "It must be different!"
Tian Ying'er's smile was very forced.
"If your Mo family is still in exile, forget it. You will be promoted to higher positions in the future..."
"It's none of my business. I'm just a small guard in the scout camp, and I don't have any special abilities. I'm afraid you'll suffer if you follow me!"
"But......"
"Ying'er, listen to me, what's important is our feelings. Nothing else matters, no matter who it is!" Mo Mingyuan held her shoulders and said seriously.
She had heard this once before.
I believed it at that time.
"I know you heard this once, you believed it, and you got hurt in the end, but it's different now, it's really different."
Tian Ying'er looked up at him in surprise and saw Mo Mingyuan nodding seriously.
He is a sincere and simple person, and his expression now makes Tian Ying'er feel very relieved.
She threw herself into Mo Mingyuan's arms, and Mo Mingyuan hugged her back seriously.
Now that I think about it, he really responded seriously every time.
Even if Tian Ying'er smiled at him inadvertently, he would stop what he was doing and smile at her seriously.
"Don't tell them yet, okay? I'm afraid..."
"Okay, as you say, but don't be afraid. Does Ying'er have any family?"
Tian Ying'er shook her head.
"It's okay. You have your sister-in-law. She treats you like a younger sister. It was she who asked me to ask you about your feelings again. That's when I mustered up the courage. You have your mother's family to rely on. You don't have to worry about being bullied by us."
Tian Ying'er smiled.
Mo Mingyuan must have thought about this for a very long time! He thought of all her worries and answered them one by one.
The two embraced each other again.
The two of them had already arrived in front of the camp. Han Langle stopped his horse and picked up Feng Aoqing.
"I'm leaving."
Feng Aoqing nodded slightly: "No need to come to rescue whether there is something wrong or not. If it is time to die, no one can stop it."
Han Lang looked at Feng Aoqing meaningfully, then turned his horse and left.
Looking at Han Lang's background, Feng Aoqing felt complicated.
Just now in the mountain village, she was calm and really not afraid at all. This confidence came from her own abilities and also from the fact that she knew Han Lang was still nearby.
Therefore, she was not surprised at all by Han Lang's appearance.
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