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Late at night, Ye Li was walking in the winding corridor in her study. She looked up and saw the silver moon in the sky was getting full. Her eyebrows were slightly wrinkled. It would be the next full moon night soon, but there was still no news about Mo Xiuyao who went to Beirong. This situation made her worried. In addition, Nan Hou had clearly stated that he was unwilling to take charge of things, and she was in charge of dozens of people for the first time in her life.

Wan Dajun, she is not as confident and calm as she appears. Xiu Yao... where are you now...

"Who?! Come out!" Under the moonlight, Ye Li suddenly came back to his senses and pointed to the end of the corridor behind him.

After a while, a tall figure walked out from the corner. Ye Li was slightly startled, her eyebrows raised, and her cold eyes narrowed slightly, "Master Mu, what are you doing here so late?" Mu Yang looked at Ye Li's hands with a complicated expression. The slender jade-like hands were hiding murderous intentions. Mu Yang coughed lightly and said, "I don't mean to offend you,

Please forgive me for disturbing the princess." Ye Li smiled faintly, calmly withdrew her hand and put it into her sleeve. She raised her hand and gently stroked the hair beside her ear, and asked: "It's so late, does Prince Mu have anything to say?"

A look of surprise flashed across Mu Yang's face, and soon Mu Yang smiled faintly and said, "The princess is indeed very smart. I just... has the Marquis of Nan agreed to hand over all the decision-making power of the army to the princess?"

Ye Li frowned and smiled faintly: "Although the prince is the prince of Marquis Muyang, he is not the Marquis Muyang himself. Moreover, even Marquis Muyang has no right to ask about military affairs. Prince, you are just a captain under the deputy marquis of Nanhou and the army." Mu Yang was not angry at Ye Li's obvious contempt. He leaned against the railing of the corridor with his hands behind his back and said faintly: "I thought the princess knew that

"What is the true meaning and role of this lieutenant's identity?" Ye Li raised her eyebrows and smiled, "So what? Nan Hou was heartbroken because the life and death of Nan Hou's son was unknown, and he was unable to lead the three armies. Now that the Xiling army is approaching the city, what do you think Captain Mu should do?"

Facing the calmness of the woman opposite him, Mu Yang could not help but feel helpless and exhausted from the bottom of his heart. He certainly understood what Princess Ding meant. It was a bit difficult for him to control the Mohist Army with his status as the Marquis of Nan, not to mention that he did not even have time to change the generals on the battlefield. Although he had the status of a prince, he only had the military rank of a lieutenant. Not to mention commanding the Mohist Army, I am afraid he would not be able to do it.

If he wanted to lead a part of the Mohist army, no one would buy it without the approval of Princess Ding, Ye Li. Mu Yang was never a person who didn't know how high the sky was and how deep the earth was, so he had no intention of seizing the military power of the Mohist army. However, the woman standing in front of him was clearly a woman who was not even 20 years old, but the momentum and sharpness revealed in her gestures made him, a man of 70 years old,

Chi Nan'er couldn't help but be impressed. Such a woman has completely surpassed the meaning and scope of women that Mu Yang understood. It seems that she doesn't need to rely on anyone at all, and no one can make things difficult for her, and no one can stand in front of her. Mu Yang suddenly thought of the handsome man who was still elegant and calm even when he was sitting in a wheelchair. It seems that there is only such a handsome man in the world.

Only a man can match such a woman.

"Prince Mu?" Ye Li frowned as she looked at the person in front of her who was looking at her background.

Mu Yang came back to his senses and said with an apologetic smile: "Princess, you misunderstood my meaning. I have no intention of making things difficult for you."

Ye Li raised her eyebrows, but smiled and said nothing. Mu Yang said, "Now the rebellion of the King of Li in the south has not been quelled, and Xiling is invading, and the Northern Rong in the north are eyeing us covetously. The only ones who can defeat the enemy are the Dingguo Palace and the Mohist Army. Although Mu Yang is not talented, he knows that the world is the most important thing. Why does he want to make things difficult for the princess?" Ye Li looked at him and smiled lightly, "Prince Mu, if he doesn't make things difficult for me, he won't be afraid of the palace.

Who is giving you trouble?" Mu Yang smiled and said, "Thank you for your concern, Princess. I know what's going on. I just want to ask for your permission for a small matter."

"Speak frankly, my prince."

Mu Yang pondered for a moment and said, "I don't know if my father has had any unpleasant encounters with the Dingguo Palace. I just hope that the princess will be kind enough to help me in the future for my sake."

Ye Li was surprised, and after a long while she sighed and said, "Marquis Muyang has indeed given birth to a good son. With such a son, Marquis Muyang should be very happy in his life. Okay, I promise you."

Mu Yang bowed and said, "Thank you, Princess."

Ye Li shook her head and said, "Your Highness, you don't have to thank me. I didn't suffer any loss in making this deal with you. After all, compared to what happened on the battlefield, other small favors and small grudges are nothing." Mu Yang laughed softly and said, "After hearing what the princess said, I feel ashamed and embarrassed."

Ye Li smiled, "I was wrong, please don't blame me, Your Highness. It's getting late, Your Highness should go to bed early."

"Princess, please wait a moment!" Mu Yang said impatiently, "Princess, may I ask... do you have any news about Yao Ji?" Ye Li turned around with some surprise, and clearly saw the undisguised worry and longing on the face of the man across from her under the moonlight. Ye Li shook her head, looking at the disappointment that flashed across Mu Yang's face, and said softly, "Prince, some people and some things are missed once they are missed."

Mu Yang stared at her unwillingly and said, "Princess, how do you know that broken mirrors cannot be mended?" Ye Li said, "I don't know if broken mirrors can be mended in this world, but... bronze mirrors, even if they are mended, cannot hide the cracks they once had. And... can the prince really have the best of both worlds?" A trace of frustration and annoyance flashed across Mu Yang's face. Ye Li stopped talking and turned away.

, chanting indifferently: "I once worried that my love would damage my Buddhist practice, and I was afraid that I would leave the city when I entered the mountains. How can I achieve both in this world, without disappointing the Tathagata and you?"

"How can one have the best of both worlds..." Mu Yang chanted softly, with a faint bitter smile on his lips. He could never convince Yao Ji to become the concubine of the Marquis of Mu Yang, just as he could never convince his proud parents to accept Yao Ji as their daughter-in-law. I don't want to let down the Tathagata, I don't want to let you down. I wonder if the person who wrote this poem has also experienced the same struggle and pain as him?

The next morning, the Xiling army did not attack again. Ye Li sat in the study, sorting out various news and analysis of the war ahead. Nan Hou was not making excuses when he said he was powerless. Ye Li had just gotten up in the morning when someone came to report that Nan Hou was seriously ill. Although there were no famous doctors in Jiangxia City, fortunately, the military doctors of the Mohist Army were very skilled. They went to diagnose and treat him, and reported back to Ye Li that although Nan Hou was not very old, he had been living a life of luxury for many years. Therefore, he was too tired during the march, and was too anxious and overworked, so he suddenly fell ill. Helplessly, Ye Li had to send someone to take good care of him, while at the same time, he hurriedly sent someone to secretly look for Nan Hou's son. It happened that Qin Feng completed his mission and returned to Jiangxia City secretly last night. Ye Li called him to the study early in the morning and told him to find out about the son of Nanhou.

"Princess, Captain Yun got into a fight with someone in the parade ground!" While talking to Qin Feng, someone hurried over from outside to report.

Ye Li raised her eyebrows and smiled, then turned her head to Qin Feng and Zhuo Jing and said, "We have been on the road for days. There was a big battle yesterday, but we were able to get up and fight this morning. It seems that we still underestimated the ability of our Mohist army soldiers." Zhuo Jing rubbed his nose and laughed softly, "What the princess said is right." Ye Li stood up and rubbed his shoulders and said, "In that case, let's go and take a look."

Because the two armies were fighting, the Mohist Army camp was stationed in an open space not far from Jiangxia City, and soldiers were on guard at all the intersections around. A space was left in the middle of the camp as a temporary training ground. When Ye Li and others arrived, Yun Ting had already been fighting with a young general of the same age. There were also several senior generals of the Mohist Army and many soldiers standing by to watch and make a fuss. Mu Yang, who was standing aside to watch the excitement, was the first to see Ye Li come in and turned around to smile at her. Ye Li nodded lightly, and Qin Feng and Zhuo Jing cleared a path for the crowd in front. Everyone was watching the fierce fight between two young but capable players of the same age. Many people didn't even notice that Ye Li had walked to the front.

"Princess." Mu Yang spoke again, and the crowd who were watching the scene came back to their senses. Their faces changed slightly and they hurriedly saluted Ye Li. Some people even wanted to step forward and pull the two people who were still fighting apart. Ye Li waved her hands and smiled, "It doesn't matter, let's wait until they decide the winner."

Although Ye Li said so, the noisy and heated atmosphere in the training ground suddenly dissipated a lot with the presence of the princess. Many people showed awkward and reserved expressions. Ye Li didn't care. She smiled and leaned over to ask Mu Yang standing beside her, "Prince Mu, who do you think has a better chance of winning?" Mu Yang smiled knowingly and raised his eyebrows and said, "I think Captain Yun Ting is more likely to win." Immediately, the generals beside him showed unconvinced expressions, and one of them said bluntly, "From what I see, Captain Chen is more powerful!"

As soon as he said this, everyone saw that Ye Li did not look unhappy at all, and they couldn't help but feel relieved and spoke out in support of the young captain named Chen.

Mu Yang smiled and whispered to Ye Li: "Princess, it seems that the Mohist Army is also very exclusive." Yun Ting is also a member of the Mohist Army, and he was personally cultivated by Princess Ding. But after all, he was a latecomer and fell into the army out of thin air. Soldiers are all arrogant, so naturally there are many people who don't like him.

Ye Li didn't care at all and smiled lightly: "In the military camp, the strong are the kings. It's not a bad thing to spar with each other occasionally, as long as it doesn't affect the big things." In her previous life, the special forces unit she was in, any soldier was the top elite of the army. How could there be no competition when such a bunch of elites are squeezed together? And it is precisely because of such competition that they will work harder to move forward. Because the weak will eventually be eliminated. Similarly, many of the generals of the Mohist Army were promoted from ordinary soldiers, and some of them were descendants of generals who served in the Dingguo Palace for generations. Although Yun Ting had the merits of the Yonglin Campaign, it was not worth mentioning to the soldiers of the Mohist Army. What's more, he was promoted by her, the princess who didn't know the depths of the matter.

Mu Yang glanced at Ye Li deeply, and smiled softly: "Princess is right."