The World is Shocked 94. Visitors from Xiling

King Li's Camp outside Yonglin City

"Damn it! How could Mo Xiuyao show up here now!" In the big tent, Mo Jingli's face was gloomy and twisted. At this time close to June, people could feel the chill of severe winter. No one dared to speak, not only because of King Li's anger, but also because they were frightened by King Ding's sudden appearance on the battlefield. If there is anything more terrifying than the appearance of King Ding, it is the appearance of King Ding in good health. When seeing the silver-white figure riding a horse and flying through the air, almost everyone felt a sense of despair and regret in their hearts. Can they really resist the King Ding who was already known as the God of War when he was a teenager and was praised for his wisdom and intelligence even greater than his ancestors? Some people even hesitated and regretted in their hearts. Was it really the right decision to rashly follow King Li in his rebellion? Although following the emperor's lead can bring glory, wealth and power, the price of failure is also chilling.

The usually calm military strategist also turned pale. In their plan, Mo Xiuyao would not appear in Yongzhou so soon. No, it should be said that it was impossible for Mo Xiuyao to appear in Yongzhou. But now... a disabled Prince Ding would certainly make people wary, but a healthy Prince Ding who could move freely would make people panic. "Your Highness, is there any news from the capital? Prince Ding..." Mo Jingli snorted coldly and said, "Mo Xiuyao had left the capital long before we started the rebellion. And Ye Li! It was her!" When he thought that it was Ye Li who had blocked Heiyunqi's way these days, Mo Jingli wanted to catch her and skin her alive. The military advisor said, "It was rumored that Princess Dingguo was missing before, but now it seems that she should have gone to Nanzhao. Nanzhao sent news that Master Qingchen was missing... I'm afraid that Princess Dingguo went to Nanzhao just for Master Qingchen." The more he talked, the colder his heart became. Prince Ding, Princess Ding, Murong Shen, and Master Qingchen who might appear. The people standing in front of them almost made him see no hope of breaking through Yonglin. "My Lord, I think the best plan now is to abandon Yongzhou immediately and march eastward to seize all the areas south of Yunlan River before the imperial reinforcements arrive."

Mo Jingli said in a deep voice: "Mo Xiuyao has already arrived in Yonglin. Do you think he will let us withdraw?"

The military advisor stroked his beard and said, "Based on your understanding of Prince Ding, will Prince Ding give up so easily today given his temper?"

Mo Jingli lowered his brows and thought for a moment, then shook his head and said, "Mo Xiuyao was known as the Fierce Wind when he was young, and he was always fierce and swift in marching and fighting. With his previous temper, he will not stop until the enemy suffers heavy casualties in this battle today." The military advisor nodded with a smile and said, "In that case, Your Majesty, why don't you take advantage of the victory today?" Mo Jingli's eyes flashed, and his voice rose slightly and said, "He is short of troops!" The military advisor clapped his hands and smiled, "Yes, Yonglin is limited by its terrain. , the Black Cloud Cavalry is coming fast and we can't tell how many troops he has. But Prince Ding must know our strength. His failure to pursue us only means that our strength is at least twice as much as his or even more. "Mo Jingli nodded, "Not bad. How could my brother the emperor easily allow him to mobilize hundreds of thousands of troops? Moreover... if hundreds of thousands of troops were accompanying him, he wouldn't be able to get there so quickly. In that case, why don't we..."

"Absolutely not!" The military advisor quickly interrupted his thoughts and advised: "Your Highness, please think twice. The force of the Prince Ding may be insufficient, but there is no place suitable for a large army to fight near Yonglin. As long as he defends Yonglin, we will not be able to do anything to him within ten days or half a month. After ten days or half a month... the army of the court will come no matter how slow it is. By then, it will be too late for us to turn back and march east." Ten days or half a month is polite. With the twenty thousand Black Cloud Cavalry of the Prince Ding defending the city, let alone ten days or half a month, as long as there is no shortage of food and weapons, it is hard to say whether it can be broken through in two or three months. You have to know that the archery skills of the Black Cloud Cavalry are so great that even the Northern Rong Iron Cavalry are terrified. The attacking army may even find it difficult to approach Yonglin City.

"This..." Mo Jingli's expression was unpredictable, with reluctance, anger, and fear that others could hardly detect. This fear might not be because of Mo Xiuyao himself, but like all the soldiers of Da Chu, he had an almost natural awe of the Mo family army and the Dingguo Palace.

"My Lord, as long as we occupy all the places south of the Yunlan River and then hold on to the Yunlan River. Yongzhou is just a small place, and with Nanzhao as a constraint, the court is powerless. Now that Prince Ding's legs have suddenly recovered, the one in the capital must be panicking. In this case, he will definitely not use Prince Ding to deal with us. As long as Prince Ding and the Mohist Army don't come, half of the country of Da Chu will be in your pocket. As for the rest, it's okay to plan slowly in the future." The military advisor advised earnestly. It seemed that Yongzhou could not do anything. Since it was like the beginning, it would be better to take over the entire Jiangnan before the court army arrived. In order to avoid a waste of effort. Looking at the hesitant Prince Li in front of him, the military advisor felt a little bitter. King Li is indecisive and hesitant. It would be fine for him to be a rich and leisurely king of a fiefdom, but he really lacks a lot to conquer the world.

Just as Mo Jingli was hesitating, a soldier outside the tent reported, "Your Majesty, there is an envoy from Xiling outside the camp asking to see you."

"Xi Ling?" Mo Jingli frowned, "What are they doing here? Let him in!"

Not long after, a middle-aged man with a refined and kind appearance was brought in. "I am He Wuyuan from the Nanwang Mansion in Xiling Town. I have met His Royal Highness Prince Li."

"Who is Yingli?" Mo Jingli narrowed his eyes slightly, but the military advisor standing next to him was slightly moved and said, "Mr. Yingli, one of the three wise men under the command of the King of Zhennan?"

The middle-aged man smiled calmly, "It's me."

Mo Jingli stared at him and said, "Mr. He is the right-hand man of King Zhennan. Why did you suddenly appear here? What's the matter?"

He Wuyuan smiled and said, "I am willing to form an alliance with King Li on the orders of the prince and the crown prince."

"Alliance?" The military advisor was puzzled. He Wuyuan smiled and said, "I heard that Prince Li started an uprising in Jiangnan. My prince and his son admire your ambition. Similarly, my prince should know that the Zhennan Palace has a blood feud with the Xiling and Dongchu Dingguo Palaces. Therefore, my prince ordered me to serve you at your utmost. When your success is achieved, the Prince of Zhennan will come to Lingzhou to congratulate you on your coronation ceremony." Mo Jingli looked at him and asked, "What do your prince and his son want?" He had long known that there is gain and loss. He Wuyuan smiled and said, "Xi Ling does not require you to pay any price, there is only one... Prince Ding and the Mo family army. Prince Ding's legs have been restored, I believe you have seen him today? Mo Xiuyao was ambitious when he was young. When he was only fourteen or fifteen years old, he almost destroyed Nanzhao. Now he has come back after lying in wait for several years. I am afraid that he is like a tiger out of the cage. No one in the world can stop him. My lord is worried about the safety of Xi Ling, so he wants to form an alliance with you to protect the Dingguo Palace. Please think twice."

Mo Jingli was a little unhappy. Although He Wuyuan said that he would form an alliance with him to fight against Mo Xiuyao, he was praising Mo Xiuyao in his words. He said calmly, "Mo Xiuyao has been idle at home for nearly ten years. What's more, a child who is good at something may not be good at something when he grows up. You are exaggerating."

He Wuyuan was not angry either, he laughed and said: "No matter if I am exaggerating or not, the Dingguo Palace has produced many famous generals, and Mo Xiuyao has never been defeated in his life. It is a fact anyway."

"Does Mr. He have a plan to deal with Mo Xiuyao?" Mo Jingli raised his eyebrows and asked sarcastically.

He Wuyuan smiled and said, "Although I cannot guarantee that I can defeat Prince Ding, I can help Prince Li to stabilize his rule in Jiangnan."

"Oh?" Mo Jingli's eyes flickered, and he looked at He Wuyuan with a more evaluative look. He Wuyuan didn't care, and smiled calmly: "Don't worry, Prince. Prince Ding definitely won't be able to stay in Yongzhou for a long time. As long as he is transferred away, the court will not be able to stop the prince from ruling the world even if it sends a million troops, let alone hundreds of thousands."

Mo Jingli was silent for a moment, then said, "Please go down and rest first, Mr. He. I need to think about this carefully." He Wuyuan was not in a hurry, and nodded and smiled, "In that case, Your Majesty, you may as well think about it carefully. I will take my leave first."

"Your subordinate Feng Zhiyao requests to see the princess."

Feng Zhiyao stepped into the simple and clean courtyard and saw the woman sitting under the shade of the tree reading a book. He couldn't help but feel a headache. A quarter of an hour ago, when he was arranging defenses on the tower, he received a message from the princess's side that the princess wanted him to come over and talk. He knew that trouble was coming. Unfortunately, he didn't have the courage to not come when the princess summoned him.

"Mr. Feng, you don't have to be so polite." Ye Li put down the book and turned around and smiled, "But am I disturbing Mr. Feng the Third?"

Feng Zhiyao smiled bitterly, "I dare not. How can it be said that the princess summoned Feng San to disturb him?"

Ye Li raised her head, looked at Feng Zhiyao seriously, and said with a smile: "The Third Young Master Feng is almost a different person than he was in the capital. If I had met him at other times, I would have thought I had recognized the wrong person."

Feng Zhiyao could only smile apologetically, thinking that the more polite the princess was to him now, the more troublesome the questions she would ask him later would be. Ye Li looked at his forced smile and lowered her eyes slightly, "Young Master Feng San, please sit down and talk." Feng Zhiyao thanked him and said, "Princess, just call me Feng San. I am not worthy of the title of Young Master." Ye Li waved her hand and smiled, "I know that you and the prince have known each other since childhood. In private, you are like brothers, so there is no need to keep such a distance."

Feng Zhiyao had no choice but to sit down. Facing Ye Li made him feel even more pressured. He smiled and said, "I wonder what the princess wants to see you about?"

Ye Li looked up at him and said in a deep voice, "I don't like beating around the bush either. Master Feng, how is the prince's health?"

Feng Zhiyao was startled, and quickly smiled: "The prince's health? Isn't the prince's health fine? Speaking of which, the prince's health has finally recovered after so many years, the princess should be happy." Ye Li looked at him indifferently, her eyes were clear and bright but not a bit ignorant and naive. Feng Zhiyao secretly groaned in his heart, and could only force himself not to look away, and stared at her steadily. After a while, Ye Li smiled and said: "Master Feng, do you know? A person's real smile can only be maintained for a very short period of time under normal circumstances, and more than this time... is usually a fake smile." Feng Zhiyao was stunned, blinked, and finally took back the smile that was already a little stiff on his face, "The princess's opinion... is very unique."

"Then...Mr. Feng, are you willing to tell me the truth?" Ye Li asked with a smile.

Feng Zhiyao smiled bitterly, "Why doesn't the princess ask the prince directly?"

Ye Li sighed softly, "If he doesn't want to tell me, how can I ask him?"

Feng Zhiyao said, "The fact that the prince didn't say anything may mean that the prince's body has indeed fully recovered." Ye Li looked at him and smiled, "Master Feng, although I can't tell whether he will lie. But at least there is one thing I understand. A person whose legs have been crippled for eight years and who is also poisoned, no matter what kind of miraculous medicine he uses, cannot recover to that extent in such a short period of time. Even if Mr. Shen has found the antidote and has cured the prince's legs. It is impossible for him to recover to such an extent within half a year." Abnormality is a demon. If there really was such a miraculous medicine, why would Mo Xiuyao have to wait so many years?

Feng Zhiyuan looked at her in embarrassment, but Ye Li stared at him without giving in. Half a minute later, Feng Zhiyuan retreated helplessly, and after thinking for a moment, he said, "Even if I don't tell you, the princess will know it sooner or later. The prince used the Phoenix Grass." Ye Li was shocked. She still remembered what Shen Yang said, that the fire poison produced after taking the Phoenix Grass would make Mo Xiuyao's body cold and fire coexist. Even with the Fiery Lotus, he couldn't get rid of the cold poison in his body. "Why didn't anyone stop him!"

Feng Zhiyao lowered his head helplessly and said, "Who can stop the decision made by the prince?"

Ye Li's face darkened. "Why would he have to..." Ye Li's voice stopped abruptly after she finished speaking. She fell onto the stool with a look of dejection. When Feng Zhiyao left Beijing, the news of Mo Jingli's uprising had not yet reached the capital. He was... because of her...

"Princess..." Feng Zhiyao saw Ye Li's grim expression, and then he understood the key point. He comforted her with some difficulty: "Actually... even if the prince received the news of Prince Li's uprising two days later, he would still... The prince has no time to wait for the Fiery Lotus two years later." Ye Li nodded in confusion and said, "Has Mr. Shen come to Yongzhou?" Feng Zhiyao nodded, "Mr. Shen insisted on coming, but he can't travel long distances quickly, so he will arrive a few days later."

Ye Li closed her eyes slightly and nodded, "I understand. Thank you, Master Feng."

Feng Zhiyao frowned with some worry and said, "Princess..."

Ye Li waved her hands and said, "It's okay, Master Feng, go and do your work first." Feng Zhiyao looked at her and had to leave. Ye Li sat in the shade of the tree in silence. If she hadn't come to Southern Xinjiang... No, if she hadn't sent back the secret letter, Mo Xiuyao wouldn't have rushed to Southern Xinjiang for this. Maybe it was really like Feng Zhiyao said, they didn't have time to wait for the Fiery Lotus in two years, maybe Mo Xiuyao would still take the Phoenix Grass in the end. But... now Mo Xiuyao still did it because of her...

"Dark Three."

"Princess?" An San appeared behind her and looked at the weak back of the woman under the tree with some worry.

"Where is An Si now?"

An San said, "An Si just went to Xiling. The princess ordered him to investigate Han Mingyue's situation in Xiling. He should have just entered the border of Xiling." Ye Li nodded and said, "Send someone to tell him. Don't worry about Han Mingyue for now. Try to keep an eye on the sick scholar. If he wants to get the blue sky flower again, grab it at all costs." An San hesitated and said, "The blue sky flower is in the southern border. Why don't I take someone to look for it?" Ye Li shook her head and said, "Nanzhao is not small, and none of us has seen what the blue sky flower looks like. The Liang surnamed should be in the hands of Tianyi Pavilion now. No... The Liang surnamed should also be in Xiling now. But not in the hands of the sick scholar. Send someone to tell Han Mingxi that he should fulfill his promise to tell me."

"Yes." An San nodded and disappeared behind her swiftly.

After An San left, Ye Li sat for a long time before getting up and going back to the courtyard where she and Mo Xiu Yao were staying temporarily. When she returned to the room, she did not see Mo Xiu Yao. After thinking for a while, Ye Li went out and turned to the study in the front yard, but was blocked by two secret guards at the door. "Princess, the prince has ordered that no one will be seen now. Please stop." Ye Li glanced at the two secret guards who lowered their heads and dared not look at her and said, "What did you say?"

"The prince said he won't see anyone right now. Including... the princess."

Ye Li took a step back calmly and said, "I know you are following orders and I don't mean to make things difficult for you. But... I want to go in now."

The two secret guards looked at each other and both blocked the door. "Please don't embarrass us, Princess."

Ye Li said: "If I knock you down and let you go, it won't be considered disobedience, right?"

"This..." The two secret guards looked at the woman in front of them with vigilance. They had seen the princess's skills before. They really didn't have the confidence to stop the princess without hurting anyone. "Princess, I'm afraid it won't work..." The secret guard at the door raised his hand, and several figures fell from the wall, tree and roof. Ye Li raised his eyebrows and sneered, "Secret Three, Secret Four, take them down!"

"Yes!" Two deep voices answered. Two figures flashed into the courtyard like lightning, one on the left and one on the right. But in a moment, several dark guards were restrained. Looking at each other's angry and unwilling eyes, An San patted his shoulder comfortingly and said, "Brother, don't be sad. There are also high and low dark guards." Everyone started from the same point, so they knew the dark guards very well, but other dark guards didn't know them. The suffering we endured for those months was not in vain. Can't we see the effect now? It's not that they are too weak, but that they have completely left the realm of dark guards. If the situation did not allow it, An San would have laughed out loud.

Ye Li turned around and smiled at the two secret guards blocking the door, "You want me to do it myself?"

The two secret guards sighed and made way for the door. "Princess, please."

The place where they were staying temporarily was a wealthy businessman's mansion in Yonglin City. The owner had fled to Jiangbei long before Yonglin was besieged. Rich people are always more afraid of death than ordinary people. The study room in the front yard was very large, and it even had a bedroom for rest. So Ye Li didn't pay much attention to Mo Xiuyao resting in the study room last night. After all, he had a lot of things to do when he first arrived in Yonglin. But after meeting Feng Zhiyuan, Ye Li suddenly realized that she hadn't seen Mo Xiuyao since she returned to Yonglin last night until now, which was already afternoon. She had breakfast and lunch alone. If Mo Xiuyao was really so busy, it didn't make sense for Feng Zhiyao to be able to hang out on the city tower, and when he was in the capital, Mo Xiuyao asked her to help him with this and that, and he didn't feel guilty at all.

When he stepped into the study, there was no one there. Ye Li walked quickly towards the bedroom behind the study. Before he entered the room, he heard the sound of something hitting the ground, so he rushed in quickly.

As soon as she entered the room, the scene in front of her made Ye Li shudder. The man who was still heroic and invincible on the battlefield yesterday fell to the ground in a wolfish manner, and the quilt on the bed was torn into pieces and thrown on the ground and bed. The flowers placed not far from the bed fell to the ground, and some porcelain was scattered beside them. Mo Xiuyao's eyes were tightly closed, and his clothes were soaked as if he had been soaked in water. The ten fingers on his hands were already stained with blood.

"Ali, get out..." Hearing the footsteps, Mo Xiuyao did not raise his head, but just said in a calm voice.

Ye Li paused, but did not stop or turn away. Instead, she walked quickly to his side and helped him up. "Are you feeling better?"

Mo Xiuyao nodded tiredly and let Ye Li help him back to the bed. He smiled bitterly and said, "Ah Li, it seems that I always let you see my most vicious side..."

Ye Li said calmly, "You asked for it this time. We...we are husband and wife, not strangers. It is impossible for us to always see each other's most perfect side, right?" Mo Xiuyao closed his eyes and smiled calmly, "You should say that you have never seen me perfect." His most perfect appearance had ceased to exist long before he met her. Ye Li reached out and held his hand, which was still trembling due to the intense pain, and smiled calmly, "How could it be? Wasn't it very good yesterday?" Looking down at the blood that had already solidified on his fingertips and the scars on the palm of his hand, she asked softly, "When did it start?" Mo Xiuyao, whose pain seemed to have gradually subsided, was unexpectedly easy to talk to. After a moment, he spoke, "When it was almost dawn..."

Ye Li paused, and felt a sharp pain in her chest. It was already late afternoon, a full seven or eight hours.

"If you don't feel uncomfortable, take a nap."

Mo Xiuyao didn't reply at this moment, and his shallow and long breathing showed that he had fallen into a deep sleep. But even in his sleep, his brows were still slightly wrinkled, and occasionally he would show a look of pain. Ye Li stood up and wanted to cover him with the quilt again, but found that one of her hands was tightly grasped by Mo Xiuyao and she couldn't move. Helplessly, she could only sit down again and frowned at his still sweaty clothes, hoping that he would not catch a cold. But she couldn't bear to wake him up now. Just looking at the heavy shadows in his eyes, she knew that he must not have had a good rest for a long time.

It was not until the sun set that Mo Xiuyao woke up from his deep sleep. Although he had only slept for less than two hours, he felt much better than before. Mo Xiuyao couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. This time it was finally over.

"Are you awake?" Ye Li's voice came from outside. Mo Xiuyao looked up and saw Ye Li walking in with a tray. She put the tray on the table and then raised her head and said to him, "Since you are awake, take a shower first, and then have dinner."

Mo Xiuyao was slightly startled, "Ah Li, what's wrong with you..." The scenes before going to sleep reappeared in his mind. In the drowsiness and the pain that would not stop for a moment, Ye Li's gentle voice clearly entered his consciousness, miraculously soothing his almost collapsed mind. Then he slowly fell asleep listening to the gentle voice. Seeing that he was looking at her without saying anything, Ye Li walked over and asked worriedly: "What's wrong? Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere else? I'll ask someone to call a doctor?"

Mo Xiuyao held her back and said, "It's nothing. I just slept for too long and am still a little confused. We can't call a doctor outside now."

Ye Li did not expose his not-so-clever lie. Mo Xiu Yao was afraid that he would not be unconscious even in his sleep. "Then go take a shower first. I'll ask someone to prepare it." Mo Xiu Yao looked down and found that he really needed to take a shower and get ready.

Mo Xiuyao quickly washed up and came out with a damp face. Ye Li quickly stood up and walked over to him. She looked at his thin inner clothes and turned around to get a cloak to put on him. Mo Xiuyao looked at her helplessly and said, "Ali, I'm not so weak that I can't even stand a single drop of wind." Ye Li nodded and said seriously, "Yes, being weak is really too easy compared to you. Sit down and have your meal." She stuffed a bowl of delicious porridge into his hands and watched him eat.

Mo Xiuyao had no choice but to lower his head and take a sip. Not only did it smell refreshing, it also tasted delicious. Mo Xiuyao, who hadn't eaten anything since last night, felt his stomach warm up. His appetite, which had not been very high due to excessive fatigue and pain, improved a lot. "It doesn't look like they made it." The owner of this mansion was long gone, and naturally there were no servants. Mo Xiuyao and Ye Li couldn't live here with outsiders of unknown origin, so the secret guards were responsible for their food, clothing, housing and transportation. Although the secret guards of the palace were well-trained, the meals they cooked were only edible. Ye Li propped up her chin and watched him eat, "Isn't what I cooked delicious?"

Mo Xiuyao paused for a moment, shook his head and smiled faintly: "No, it's delicious."

Ye Li nodded in satisfaction. Her cooking skills were not that great, but cooking some home-cooked dishes and porridge was not difficult for her. The chicken porridge took an hour to cook, and she tasted it herself and found the taste acceptable.

"Ah Li, do you have anything to say to me?" Seeing Ye Li staring at him without blinking, Mo Xiuyao put down the bowl in his hand and asked. Ye Li took the bowl and poured another one for him and passed it to him, saying, "I personally always think that it is not advisable to force everything on one's own, and it is not the way for a couple to get along. What do you think, Your Highness?" Mo Xiuyao reluctantly took the bowl she stuffed to him, sighed and said, "You know... Ah Li, this is not because of you... You know, the poison in my body cannot be cured for the time being, and it will come to this sooner or later."

"Isn't it because of me that things have already come to this? What I mean is... Your Majesty, you have locked yourself in the room alone, aren't you afraid that you will not be able to bear it and kill yourself?" Ye Li asked with a raised eyebrow.

"I won't." Mo Xiuyao said, "I won't die. Phoenix grass can't kill me. Mr. Shen also said that this will only make me suffer."

It was just a little painful...Ye Li couldn't help but want to pry open his head to see what was inside.

"Ali, you know this is the best possible scenario. If Mr. Shen fails to bring back the Phoenix Grass..." Then he will not have enough time to support Yonglin, the Broken Snow Pass will be breached, and the Nanzhao people will enter the pass. Ali...

"I'll accompany you in the future." Ye Li said lightly.

"…good."