Chapter 414 Rise
"You can't see her!" Mo Jingyu said.
Xiao Yin looked at Mo Jingyu with deep eyes: This child is very mature, and he is very similar to Xi'er. He is too calm and wise when encountering things, and he doesn't look like a child at all.
"You kids are not fun at all, each of you is so deep!" Ci Xin walked over, hugged baby Ruoxi in her arms, and said: "Look, how well-behaved and good our little Xi'er is!"
"What you said is not consistent, why don't you just say that Jingyu is not good enough." Jing En said.
"I..." Lan Xiaoyu didn't talk much to the others, but looked at Jingyu, with expectation in his eyes: "Tell me, why can't I go, why? Is it because of those people in the palace? I know, there is a dog hole in the cold palace, I can crawl in!"
"I want you to help me!" Mo Jingyu's eyes were cold.
"Help you, how can I help you?" Lan Xiaoyu asked.
"Help me, break into the palace, help me take down Xiyue!" Mo Jingyu said.
"You...I..." Lan Xiaoyu looked at Mo Jingyu in front of him for a long while, and shook his head: "I can't do it, I can't help you, Your Highness the Seventh Prince, you should go back to Wei. If you can take your mother away, take her away, she can live, she can, definitely can!"
"No, she can't leave, she still can't live if she leaves, I want the entire Xiyue Palace to be buried with my mother!" Mo Jingyu said coldly.
"Brother Jingyu did a good job, he did the right thing, it should be like this, these people, they all deserve to die, the Xiyue Royal Family must let them know the taste of being avenged!"
Baby Ruoxi looked up at her uncle, her heart full of emotion: "Hey, uncle, this matter still depends on you!"
"Jingyu, take him to see your mother, and then let him decide whether to be a general of my Wei." Xiao Yin said.
"No, I'll bring the old lady over!" Jing'en said, and then ran out.
"This master is a little crazy today!" Ci Xin looked at Lan Xiaoyu, and then said, "As a man, you'd better take some responsibility, don't do this all the time. Beiling's second prince Bei Di is doing very well now, and he manages the entire Beiling very well!"
"I don't want to, I don't have the ability, these princes of the Xiyue royal family are all devil-like people, I have no way at all, I can't deal with them, and the Seven Colors Palace, the Seven Colors Palace can't deal with them either!" Lan Xiaoyu said.
"Hey, the enthusiasm of the Empress Wu, it's really thrown to the dog!" Baby Ruoxi's little head shook like a rattle.
"Yu'er, go ahead and follow these nobles!" The old lady came over to Lan Xiaoyu, patted his shoulder and said, "You should go out. This Xiyue no longer looks like Xiyue. If Dawei is willing to have us, I think it's okay. Don't hesitate. Go, go, child!"
"Aunt!" Lan Xiaoyu raised his head.
"Don't be afraid. I know you are afraid that the war will harm the people. I know you care about the people the most. But if it goes on like this, the people will have a hard time!" After the old lady finished speaking, she walked in front of Xiao Yin, knelt down, and kowtowed: "My lord, I don't care who you are in the Wei Dynasty, please treat Yu'er well. This child has suffered too much. The emperor removed his roots, threw him out, broke his legs, and made him a cripple. He was crawling on the road at that time. It was really miserable!"
"You get up first. I know how to treat him. I will take him in and treat him well!" Although Xiao Yin was the emperor and was worshipped by all the people, when the old woman in front of him knelt down, he immediately bent down and helped her up.
Baby Ruoxi looked at the old lady and sighed.
Xiao Yin glanced at the little girl. She roughly knew that the old lady might not live long.
The old lady's hands were cold, and she exuded a dead air. She was probably not going to live long.
"The old lady is holding on to her last breath!" Baby Ruoxi said to her uncle.
"Grandpa, this is the last hope of our Lan family. We only have Yu'er left. No matter what happens in the future, I want him to be well. When I go downstairs and meet his uncle, I can explain it to him!"
Facing the simple old lady, baby Ruoxi glanced at Ci Xin. Ci Xin stepped forward and poured out a medicinal herb from a bottle: "Old man, eat it first."
The old lady looked at the red pill, she did not move: "Your Excellency, this old woman's body is useless, you don't have to worry about it, please help me take care of Yu'er, he just has a bad leg, his kung fu is still there, he is very energetic, he is actually in good health, you can see if he has any other injuries, if not, remember to help me take him away!"
Soon, there was a noise outside.
"Did Jing'en use the ability to fly?" Everyone went out and looked at the people Jing'en brought back, and they were all very surprised.
"You come and tell General Lan all the experiences of the witch concubine!" Jing'en said.
The nanny told the story of the witch concubine again, and even added what happened this morning.
"Some people came early this morning. They stripped the witch concubine of her clothes and soaked her in a water tank. They said that it was too cold in our cold palace. They also burned a fire under the water tank. The witch concubine's body was full of blisters. It was so cruel!" said the nanny.
"Damn it, damn it!" Lan Xiaoyu clenched his fists tightly.
"In this way, let those people also taste the suffering that the witch concubine has suffered!" Ci Xin said.
"You, aren't you going to help me?" Mo Jingyu asked. After asking, he turned his head and glanced at the bowl beside him, then went to fetch a bowl of water and brought it over. He took out a dagger, cut his fingers, and dripped blood into the bowl of water. After that, he handed the dagger to Lan Xiaoyu.
Lan Xiaoyu's blood dripped into the bowl.
"You, you are Yu'er's... You really are..." The old lady cried with joy.
Ci Xin took the opportunity to throw the pill into the old man's mouth: "Eat it well, you are such a kind person, you shouldn't leave so early, you wait, wait for General Lan to take down this Xiyue, we will come to pick you up!" After Ci
Xin finished speaking, he walked to the door, he turned his head and looked at Lan Xiaoyu.
Lan Xiaoyu stood up, his expression was cold, and there was a cold meaning at the corners of his lips.
"Your Majesty, how many soldiers did you promise me?" Lan Xiaoyu asked.
"I have 100,000 soldiers on the border, 3,000 elite soldiers, my sister and the rest of us, and the most famous general Yuan Hui. Are these enough for you?"