Imperial Capital 71. Kiss

"If Mo Jingli really colluded with Nanzhao from the inside and outside, it would be tantamount to treason. He would not do that!" Feng Zhiyao gritted his teeth. But Ye Li's words still left a deep mark in his heart. If Mo Jingli really did that, the consequences would be disastrous. "A Yao?" Feng Zhiyao turned to Mo Xiuyao who was thinking on the side, hoping to get his approval. Mo Xiuyao frowned slightly, as if he didn't hear Feng Zhiyao's words. He stared at the map placed in front of Ye Li, not knowing what he was thinking. After a long while, he said lightly: "Mo Jingli's temper may not be impossible if he is pushed to the edge. Feng San, I want news about Southern Xinjiang, the more detailed the better."

Feng Zhiyao nodded and said, "I understand. It will be delivered to you within half a month. Do you want to tell this to the person in the palace?"

Mo Xiuyao shook his head and said, "If he knows now, he will immediately lead his troops south." What Mo Jingqi can't stand the most is others coveting his kingdom. If he really knows this speculation, Mo Jingli will be forced to rebel even if he doesn't want to. Feng Zhiyao said puzzledly, "If Mo Jingli really has this idea, wouldn't it be the best to cut him off before he grows wings?" Mo Xiuyao sighed and said, "If we use troops against Nanzhao now, it will only make the King of Nanzhao and the Saint of Southern Frontier put aside their disputes and unite to fight against the outside world. However, we are likely to be attacked from both Xiling and Beirong at the same time. Originally, we wanted to deal with one of Xiling or Beirong first, but since Nanzhao doesn't want to be content, then... let's find a way to deal with them first."

"Solve?" Feng Zhiyao and Ye Li looked at Mo Xiuyao at the same time. It was hard to believe that he had already thought of a way to solve the Nanzhao problem in such a short time.

Mo Xiuyao frowned and said, "Since the people in Southern Xinjiang feel that it's too boring to be idle, let them be busy for a while. Brother Xu seems to have said that he has a good relationship with the Princess of Nanzhao."

Ye Li nodded indifferently. Since Xu Qingchen said this in front of them, he must have no intention of hiding it. Mo Xiuyao raised his eyebrows and smiled, "Since Jingli secretly supports the Saint of Southern Border, then Mo Jingqi is the king of Da Chu, and Nanzhao has always been on good terms with Da Chu... It is not too much for Da Chu to give some support to the Nanzhao royal family. Feng San, Jingli's news should be suppressed first. Don't let Mo Jingqi know." Feng Zhiyao nodded and smiled, "Good idea. But... Mo Jingqi won't listen to you." In fact, Mo Xiuyao could not give any advice to Mo Jingqi at all, because no matter whether what he said was beneficial or harmful to Da Chu, Mo Jingqi would never accept it. Mo Xiuyao was not worried about this. "There must be someone he can listen to. And there is Broken Snow Pass... just in case, we must have a capable person stationed there. Who is the current commander of Broken Snow Pass?"

"General Guan Ting of the Yunhui Army." Feng Zhiyao replied.

"If I remember correctly... Guan Ting has never won a battle in his life." Mo Xiuyao frowned. Although Guan Ting had nothing to do with the Mohist Army, he still had some impression of this name.

Feng Zhiyao raised his eyebrows disdainfully and smiled: "In fact, he has only fought three battles in his life. In the first two, he was General Murong's deputy general and got a lot of military merits. The last one was to suppress bandits. Well... there were 800 bandits in Panlong Mountain. He used 5,000 soldiers and horses, and 1,700 died, but he finally won. In addition, the last time he went to the battlefield was seven years ago. But... the most important thing is, Prince, you have a grudge against him."

"I remember." Mo Xiuyao certainly remembered that Guan Ting led his troops to encircle Panlong Mountain. He was stubborn and refused to listen to his subordinates' advice. In just three days, he lost more than a thousand soldiers and generals, but he didn't even touch the edge of the outer perimeter of Panlong Mountain Village. It happened that Mo Xiuyao was out on business and passed by there, so he went to take a look. He happened to hear Guan Ting righteously asking the soldiers to act as human shields to attack the mountain village. At that time, Mo Xiuyao's temper was not as good as it is now. He whipped Guan Ting on the spot. Of course, Mo Xiuyao was also severely punished by his brother afterwards.

"Try to replace him. I don't want to see that idiot staying in Broken Snow Pass." Mo Xiuyao said.

"I'm afraid not. He is one of Mo Jingqi's study partners and also his confidant. I, Mo Jingqi, left him at Broken Snow Pass to guard against Mo Jingli." Feng Zhiyao said with his hands. Mo Xiuyao glanced at him calmly and said, "Feng San, get that idiot out of Broken Snow Pass in a month. I don't care what method you use." Receiving Mo Xiuyao's threatening eyes, Feng Zhiyao immediately put away his frivolous expression and swore to the sky with a serious face, "Yes, Your Majesty. I think Mo Jingli should be very interested in Guan Ting. But... if Guan Ting is replaced by someone to guard Broken Snow Pass, our people will definitely not be able to do it. Mo Jingqi will not be at ease."

"General Murong." Mo Xiuyao pondered for a moment and said, "General Murong has been staying in the capital for two years. Although Mo Jingqi said that he sympathized with General Murong's hard work in guarding the border, you and I both know that it is not a good thing for a general to stay in the capital for a long time. It will only wear down his sharpness."

"Mo Jingqi wouldn't doubt General Murong as well, right?" Feng Zhiyao asked. Otherwise, General Murong is much better than that loser Guan Ting. Why would he leave a general who can win battles idle and instead appoint an idiot?

"No, it's just that he trusts Guan Ting more than General Murong. You go find a way to get Guan Ting back, and I will take care of General Murong's issue."

"No problem, Your Majesty."

After seeing Feng Zhiyao off, the small study returned to its original tranquility. Ye Li lazily leaned back in the chair and watched Mo Xiuyao lower his head to continue studying the map on the table. After such a long time together, Ye Li knew this man well. This man seemed to be very accustomed to preparing for a rainy day, and he thought much more than ordinary people. "Aren't you tired? What if what you are considering does not happen at all?"

Mo Xiuyao looked up at her and said with a faint smile: "It would be best if nothing happened."

"If you tire yourself out, what will happen to the rest?"

Mo Xiuyao smiled, put away the map on the table and said, "I never intended to tire myself to death, and now I have Ah Li to help me. And... I only do what I should do while I am still alive. If I really die... what does it have to do with me what happens to the world or the country of Da Chu?" Ye Li was speechless. Since Mo Xiuyao found that she handled the accounts faster and more effectively than him, he used the excuse of being unwell to refuse to accept the accounts. Whether it was the inner court or the outer court, even the accounts of the Mo family army were thrown to her. This also made Ye Li further understand why the royal family was so jealous of the Dingguo Palace. After more than a month, Ye Li was sure that the Dingguo Palace was not necessarily richer than the national treasury, but Mo Xiuyao was definitely richer than Mo Jingqi. Although the Mo family army was still supported by the court, Ye Li believed that even if the court did not provide food and wages for the Mo family army and the Black Cloud Cavalry, the Dingguo Palace could still afford to support these two armies. Just look at the account books that Mo Xiuyao threw to him, which showed gold, silver, copper, and a large amount of land and industry all over the Chu. How could an emperor not be envious and jealous when he knew that he was poorer than his subjects? What was the fate of being rich enough to rival a country? Shen Wansan of the Ming Dynasty set a very good example for future generations.

While the emperor and the empress dowager were fighting overtly and covertly in the court, the commander of the Broken Snow Pass, Guan Ting, accidentally fell off his horse while hunting, and his horse broke a leg bone. This incident seemed insignificant, but it made the situation between the emperor and Prince Li more tense. Who would be the new commander of Broken Snow Pass caused another wave of controversy in the court. However, the Dingguo Palace, which provoked these undercurrents, remained independent of people's sight, appearing peaceful and comfortable.

In the elegant and comfortable bedroom, a middle-aged man in his fifties sat by the bed, holding Mo Xiuyao's hand and carefully feeling his pulse. The middle-aged man looked elegant, but his eyes were full of brilliance. There was a hint of pride between his eyebrows. He was called a doctor, but he looked more like a wandering knight.

"Master Prince said that the prescription he wrote last year is no longer effective?" the middle-aged man frowned.

Doctor He, who usually treated Mo Xiuyao, also stood aside and said, "Yes, last year's prescription has completely lost its effect as soon as winter came. Mr. Shen, the prince's illness..." The middle-aged man, Shen Yang, the national champion of the Great Chu Medical Academy, frowned and said, "Show me the current prescription." Doctor He quickly handed over the prescription that Mo Xiuyao had taken recently. Shen Yang looked at it carefully and raised his eyebrows and said, "This prescription... is quite effective. But I am very surprised that you did not add painkillers." Since taking over the treatment of Mo Xiuyao, Shen Yang has become familiar with Doctor He, a former military doctor, and naturally understands his medication habits. No one knows how painful Mo Xiuyao's illness is when it attacks, except Mo Xiuyao himself, better than him and Doctor He. Doctor He has always been more lenient than him, and Shen Yang was a little surprised that he could bear not to give him pain-relieving medicine.

Doctor He said with some shame: "I did add analgesics in it, but the princess objected so..."

Shen Yang then noticed Ye Li who had been standing silently at the side. If Ye Li wanted, her presence could be so low that it was almost negligible. So even though he knew that Prince Ding had married a princess this year, he hadn't noticed what the princess standing behind him looked like after coming in for so long. Looking up at Ye Li, Shen Yang praised, "The princess' decision is right. The prince will suffer a little more without the analgesic, but there won't be any troublesome sequelae. And the speed of the poison's onset will be slower than when taking the medicine, which is why I have always insisted on not using analgesic herbs. This house is well built, and if it's like this, the prince will have no problem surviving another two or three years without any accidents."

After he said this, no one in the room showed any joy on their faces. This meant that Shen Yang's search for the Phoenix Grass in the East China Sea had obviously failed, or that the Phoenix Grass was of no use to Mo Xiuyao's body.

Doctor He still held onto some hope and asked, "Mr. Shen, Phoenix Grass..."

Shen Yang shook his head with some regret and said, "Phoenix grass is indeed effective against cold poison. But it is very bad for the prince's body. Therefore, we should wait until the Fiery Lotus seeds mature before making plans. Of course, I will also see if there are any other ways in the next two years." Mo Xiuyao leaned against the head of the bed and asked calmly, "Does Phoenix grass have any side effects on the body?" Shen Yang nodded and said, "Phoenix grass can indeed make the prince's body better, but it cannot really drive away the cold poison. Instead, it uses its own fire poison to fight against the cold poison. Once it loses control, not only will the cold poison in the prince's body become worse, but new fire poison will also be added. By then...even if the Fiery Lotus seeds are in hand, there will be no way to administer the medicine."

Doctor He wondered, "Aren't fire poison and cold poison the opposite of each other?"

Shen Yang said unhappily, "It's true that cold and fire counteract each other, but not every counteracting medicinal property can cancel each other out. In fact, most toxicities coexist with each other and may even form more unpredictable toxicities." Mo Xiuyao nodded and said, "So thank you for your hard work, Mr. Shen. Since so many years have passed, it won't hurt to wait another two years. Mr. Shen, you've just come back and you're so worried, you should go and rest first." Shen Yang glanced at Mo Xiuyao, who was calm as usual, with admiration, and nodded, saying, "Your Highness's mental strength is unprecedented in my life. Don't worry, Your Highness and Your Highness. Although Shen Yang is not well-trained and cannot detoxify Your Highness, I can definitely guarantee Your Highness' safety before the Fiery Lotus matures. I will adjust the prescription for Your Highness tomorrow. Your Highness's health has not deteriorated excessively this year, and there shouldn't be any serious problems when the weather warms up."

Ye Li nodded and said, "Thank you for your help, Mr. Shen. Butler Mo, please take Mr. Shen to the guest room to rest."

Manager Mo agreed and went forward to invite Shen Yang and Doctor He to go out together.

The room was quiet. Mo Xiuyao looked up and saw Ye Li staring at him in a trance. He smiled and said, "Ah Li, don't worry. If the cold poison was so easy to cure, you wouldn't have to wait so many years. I didn't have much hope in the first place." Ye Li sat down on the bed, looked at him and sighed softly, "There will always be some disappointment, right?"

Mo Xiuyao was slightly stunned for a moment, and looked at Ye Li for a long while before he smiled bitterly and said, "Is it so obvious?"

Ye Li said nothing, and Mo Xiuyao stretched out his hand and pulled Ye Li into his arms. Ye Li wanted to refuse somewhat uncomfortably, but gave up the idea in an instant, and quietly leaned against Mo Xiuyao and let him imprison her in his arms. Mo Xiuyao hugged her tightly, burying his face in the faintly fragrant hair, "A Li... I can't accept it..." Mo Xiuyao's voice showed an unprecedented emptiness and despair. Ye Li frowned slightly, raised her hand and held Mo Xiuyao's shoulder. She knew that Mo Xiuyao was never as calm as he looked on the surface. If he could really be calm, he would not be the Ding Wang who had to make plans even when lying on the hospital bed, but would not be far from a saint.

"If my father and elder brother were still alive... I could conquer Xiling in five years, and drive all the Beirong to the northern desert in ten years at most! By then, no enemy would be able to threaten the peace of Da Chu. Da Chu could truly become a more glorious dynasty than the previous one. This has always been the long-cherished wish of the Dingguo Palace and the wish of Emperor Taizu. Why... why did they do this? Ah Li... do you know, seven years ago when I just woke up When I came here... I wanted to kill them all! How dare they... How dare they treat my elder brother like that?" Mo Xiuyao hugged Ye Li tightly, his voice low and tired, "Father said that he would protect the people of Da Chu, and my elder brother also said that the peace of Da Chu in Dingguo Palace was more important than anything else. But how did they treat us? I told myself at that time... Even if I could never stand up again, I would kill them!"

"But you didn't kill them, did you?" Ye Li leaned against him and whispered. With the strength of the Dingguo Palace, it might be impossible to resist the entire Da Chu army in a temporary situation, but if it really came down to it, it would definitely be no problem to kill a few people. But Mo Xiuyao didn't do this even when he was furious.

Mo Xiuyao was silent for a while, then he said softly: "I can't... The soldiers of the Mohist Army and the Black Cloud Cavalry have been serving in the army to guard the border of Da Chu for generations. I can't let them bear the crime of treason. If that's the case... what is the sacrifice and persistence of the Dingguo Palace and the Mohist Army for more than a hundred years?" Ye Li was silent. Perhaps this was the source of Mo Xiuyao's pain. His intelligence and the strength of the Dingguo Palace allowed him to skip the process of connecting who his enemies were. He hated the rulers of this country, and even more so, he hated this country. But he couldn't destroy them easily, and he even had to protect them. Protecting the person you hate the most... no matter who it is, it is definitely a torture.

"Ali, one day... I will kill them. Are you... afraid of me?" Leaning on Ye Li's shoulder, Mo Xiuyao asked in a low voice.

Ye Li lowered her eyes, looked at the bed curtain behind Mo Xiuyao, and said softly: "Didn't you know it a long time ago? I'm not a timid person."

"But I know that Ah Li is a soft-hearted person." Mo Xiuyao laughed softly, "If Ah Li finds out one day that I'm not a good person, I might as well tell you first." Ye Li was a little surprised and stepped back a little. Seeing Mo Xiuyao looking at her with a focused and gentle look, "Does it matter whether I think you are a good person or not?"

Mo Xiuyao raised his head and gently brushed the hair by her ear, "Of course, A'li is my princess... Even if one day A'li finds out that I'm not a good person, I won't let you go." Mo Xiuyao smiled, and that smile seemed to be brighter and warmer than ever before. Ye Li couldn't help but feel a little dazed. She only felt a light, slightly warm lip gently falling on her lips. It was just a very light touch, and it seemed to linger for a moment. Then she heard Mo Xiuyao's laughter ringing in her ears, "A'li, I will never let you go."

There seemed to be a slight tingling sensation on her lips, and Ye Li felt that her usually proud reaction ability seemed to have completely stagnated. Hey, did I agree?

"Your Highness, Miss Murong requests to see you." Qingluan announced loudly at the door.

Ye Li stood up suddenly, looked at Mo Xiuyao who was smiling at her, glared at him fiercely, and said to the outside: "Please ask Murong to go to the flower hall, I will go there immediately." Qingluan responded and went. Ye Li snorted and turned to leave. Mo Xiuyao stretched out his hand to hold her, and met Ye Li's angry eyes. Mo Xiuyao smiled helplessly: "Ali, change your clothes before going out." Ye Li looked at her clothes in confusion. Although they were a little casual, it was not too rude to go to see Murong. Mo Xiuyao said: "Leng Er must have come with Miss Murong. I am a little tired, you go to see him for me." Ye Li saw that there was indeed some fatigue between Mo Xiuyao's eyebrows, and then she remembered that Shen Yang had been struggling for so long after he arrived. Although Mo Xiuyao did not show anything on the surface, his mood must have been quite ups and downs and disappointment. My heart softened and I whispered, "I'll go see him. You can get some sleep."

Ye Li helped Mo Xiuyao lie down and tucked him in before going into the inner room to change clothes. Mo Xiuyao lay on the bed and watched Ye Li leave with a faint smile on his lips. Ah Li, you are so soft-hearted that I don't want to let go. So... even if you don't like me, I won't give you a chance to regret it.

In the flower hall, Murong Ting looked at the elegant and grand decoration in the hall with great interest. Seeing Leng Haoyu sitting leisurely and drinking tea, she glared at him with dissatisfaction and said, "I came to say goodbye to A'li, why do you have to follow me so shamelessly?" Leng Haoyu smiled good-temperedly and said, "Ting'er, Princess Dingguo and I have met once. You came to say goodbye, so can't I say goodbye too?" Murong Ting said a little irritably, "Leng Haoyu, I went with my father because he was going to Yongzhou. What are you doing running around for nothing? Be careful that you will be exhausted on the way." Leng Haoyu blinked, looked at her with emotion and said, "Ting'er, are you worried about me? Don't worry, for Ting'er, no matter how difficult the journey is, I will definitely persevere."

"Leng Haoyu! Go to hell!" Murong Ting has been entangled with Leng Haoyu for so many years, but she found that she had always underestimated the degree of this guy's shamelessness. She was so angry that her pretty face turned red and she couldn't help jumping up and down. Leng Haoyu looked at his angry fiancee in a good mood and drank tea with a smile. There was a hint of helplessness in his half-closed eyes. In Ting'er's eyes, he will always be a dandy who only knows how to eat, drink and have fun. He will never be as promising and capable as his elder brother. Only when he saw Ting'er angry with him did he feel that he was still different from others in her eyes.

"Ahem... Murong, who made you so angry?" Ye Li walked slowly into the flower hall, smiling at the furious Murong Ting. Murong Ting then remembered that this was not her home, nor was it some place outside. It was the Dingguo Palace, which many dignitaries in the capital treated with caution. She was shocked. She glared at Leng Haoyu and said angrily: "Who else could it be besides this guy? He made me so rude."

Leng Haoyu stood up and greeted, "I have met the princess."

Ye Li smiled and said, "Mr. Leng, there is no need to be polite. Please take a seat." She pulled Murong Ting aside and sat her down. She raised her hand and pinched her angry face and smiled, "Murong, you came to Prince Dingguo's Mansion at this time to say goodbye to me?" Murong Ting looked at her in surprise and smiled, "I didn't expect that you are so well-informed without leaving your house. I only got the news yesterday afternoon. But time is running out. Daddy has to leave early tomorrow morning. I have no choice but to come and say goodbye to you today while I still have some time."

"Murong is also going to accompany General Murong to Yongzhou?"

Murong Ting said proudly: "Of course, my father went to the border alone, how could I not go with him to take care of him?"

Ye Li raised her eyebrows and said, "Does General Murong also agree to let you go?" Murong Ting is not young anymore, and she must get married in two years at the latest. General Murong may not be able to come back for three to five years while guarding the border. Murong Ting glanced at Leng Haoyu who was sitting next to her, and pulled her braid on her chest and whispered, "Daddy has agreed." Daddy did not agree at first, but Leng Haoyu didn't know what he said to Daddy to make him change his mind. Murong Ting was a little jealous and wondered if she was Daddy's biological daughter or Leng Haoyu, that bastard, was Daddy's biological son. Daddy actually changed his mind after listening to him. I begged him for the whole night.

Sensing Murong Ting's dissatisfaction, Leng Haoyu touched his nose helplessly and said, "Princess, I am here to say goodbye as well. I will be heading south soon."

Ye Li raised her eyebrows in surprise, "Oh? Master Leng is also going to Yongzhou?"

"No, I'm going to Lingzhou now." Leng Haoyu said with a smile, "I have some business matters to deal with in Lingzhou, and maybe I'll go to Nanzhao. I heard that Master Xu is traveling in Nanzhao. If you are lucky enough to run into him, I wonder if the princess has anything to say to Master Xu?" Murong Ting glanced at him with disdain and snorted, "You're still doing business? In all these years, apart from using the Leng family's money to fool around, when have you ever made a business? How could Uncle Leng agree to let you go out?"

Leng Haoyu forced out a bohemian smile, "Ting'er is right, my father thinks I'm useless, so he decided to kick me out and let me fend for myself."

"Uh..." Murong Ting didn't expect Leng Haoyu to be kicked out of the house. She once thought that Leng Haoyu would probably be raised by Uncle Leng and Big Brother Leng for the rest of his life. Although she hated Leng Haoyu's meanness, she couldn't bear to think of him going to Lingzhou alone in the future. "Well... if you can't make it, you can come to Shuixueguan. My father should also need a lot of people..."

"I knew Ting'er still cares about me." Leng Haoyu held his chest and acted intoxicated, which made Murong Ting so angry that she couldn't help but throw a dart straight at Leng Haoyu's face. Leng Haoyu tilted his head slightly, and the folding fan in his hand lightly flicked the dart to the side and it fell into the flower pot next to him. Ye Li covered her lips with a smile, pulled Murong Ting and said, "Okay, Murong, I do have a letter that I want to ask Master Leng to bring to my eldest brother. Master Leng, can you go to the study to talk about it?"

Leng Haoyu stood up and said, "It is my honor, Princess, please."

Ye Li apologized to Murong Ting, called Qing Shuang and others to talk to Murong Ting, and then invited Leng Haoyu to go to the study. Murong Ting was stunned for a moment as she watched Leng Haoyu leave from behind: this guy doesn't seem to be so annoying when he's serious.

"Mr. Leng, please take a seat."

In the study, Leng Haoyu's original dandy smile gradually faded, and his brows became more sharp. He looked like a different person, definitely not as harmless as before.

"Since you know what kind of person Murong likes, why do you have to act like she hates you?" Sitting behind the desk, Ye Li asked curiously.

Leng Haoyu raised his eyebrows and smiled, with a hint of bitterness in his smile, and said: "If it weren't for coincidence, the original Leng Haoyu would be what the world sees today." Every family has its own problems, and the Leng family is certainly not a spotless place. Ye Li did not ask Leng Haoyu's private affairs any more, but just said: "Murong is lively and a little competitive. She is destined to like people who are stronger than her. I wish you good luck."

"Thank you, Princess." Leng Haoyu said with a smile.

Looking at the sharp young man in front of him, Ye Li sighed in her heart. The world only saw how the eldest son of the Leng family, Leng Qingyu, was both civil and military, and was highly valued by the emperor, but no one knew that this young man who seemed to linger in brothels and wine shops every day and fool around with his friends actually controlled nearly half of the industries of the Dingguo Palace. The money that flowed through his hands every day was enough to make any powerful family excited. Ye Li slowly ground the ink, picked up the pen and wrote a few words. After drying it, she folded it and handed it to Leng Haoyu without even putting an envelope. She said, "If you meet big brother, you can give this to him. It doesn't matter if you don't meet him, just deal with it casually." Leng Haoyu called and took a look. When he was sure that he didn't understand what was written on it, he raised his eyebrows and put the note into his secret pocket without caring. He asked, "Do the prince and princess have any other instructions?"

Ye Li smiled and said, "The prince always trusts Master Leng in his work, so I don't have anything else to tell you. But I'm afraid we all underestimated Mo Jingli before. Master Leng should be careful on this trip, of course, there is also General Murong's safety. I believe the prince agreed to let Master Leng go for this consideration." Leng Haoyu said apologetically, "Does the prince... agree?" Ye Li looked at him and raised her eyebrows and said, "Why else does Master Leng think I want to talk to you alone?"

A hint of joy flashed across Leng Haoyu's brows. He had insisted on going to the south before. Although the prince did not get angry, he had disobeyed the prince's wishes after all, which made him feel guilty and uneasy. Ye Li looked at him and said, "The prince is not feeling well and has already rested. Since he did not stop you, he naturally agreed with your plan. It's just that the situation in southern Xinjiang will be tense in the future. You are different from Feng Zhiyao and the others. It is really risky to go to the south at this time." Feng Zhiyao now looks like a romantic young man, but like Mo Xiuyao, he fought on the battlefield when he was a teenager. The situation is also carried out in secret. Leng Haoyu controls a large amount of wealth, which is easy to attract attention. If Mo Jingli or the emperor noticed his abnormality, he would be killed immediately.

After hearing what Ye Li said, Leng Haoyu felt relieved. "Please rest assured, Princess. Haoyu will never ruin the prince's business. I had the idea of ​​doing some small business in Southern Xinjiang a few years ago. The chaos in Southern Xinjiang this time is also an opportunity."

"Mr. Leng, just be aware of this. General Murong will leave tomorrow, Mr. Leng is..."

Leng Haoyu shook his head and said, "I will set off in five days and go south by water."

Seeing that Leng Haoyu was thoughtful, Ye Li had nothing more to say. She only gave a few instructions and asked Leng Haoyu to go back to the flower hall to meet Murong Ting.