When Mo Yonglin heard this, he was completely silent.

He knew that he had disappointed his father. Ever since his younger brother was captured, he had lost his composure and completely lost the sophistication and composure of a young marshal.

Mo Qiandai glanced at his eldest son, with a hint of sadness in his eyes.

He got his voice when he was 31 years old. Now his voice has died tragically. How can he not feel pain in his heart?

But he had to do his duty, so he could only swallow his anger and take revenge for his son's murder!

Thinking of this, Mo Qiandai took a long breath, suppressed the hatred in his heart, and said coldly:

"In any case, the tactic of using the epidemic to eliminate Yong has tied down Wu Ding's 200,000 troops. Now we can only continue to take unconventional measures, and perhaps we can turn the situation around."

"As for Wang Ting, Yonglin, Dad received news early this morning that the king's favorite Li Ji is pregnant."

"What!?"

Mo Yonglin suddenly raised his head when he heard the news.

"Dad, the king has been childless for more than ten years, how come the concubine is suddenly pregnant? Could it be that Li Ji is having an affair?"

Mo Qiandai shook his head.

"You are not the only one who thinks so. When everyone in the royal court heard the news, they were also confused. However, the king has already supported Li Ji. The child in Li Ji's belly is the king's own blood."

Mo Yonglin's face changed several times when he heard this, and he walked back and forth in the tent twice.

"Dad, if Li Ji gave birth to a son, then..."

Mo Qiandai sneered, "It's too early to say that. Will those people in the royal court allow this child to be born smoothly? Let's just wait and see."

Mo Yonglin thought about it and nodded heavily. At this moment, he suddenly thought of something and looked out of the tent.

"Father, if the king really has blood, then wouldn't Shen Yuanbai be an abandoned child?"

When Mo Qiandai saw that his son had reacted, a hint of deep meaning flashed across his brows.

"Yes, if the king has no son, Shen Yuanbai is the king's preferred heir. If the king has a son, Shen Yuanbai's reputation among the people is so high, isn't it an eyesore?"

When Mo Yonglin heard this, a fierce look instantly appeared in his eyes.

OK!

Before, Shen Yuanbai could still rely on the power of others to bully others, but now he will show him what it means that a strong dragon cannot defeat a local snake!

Mo Qiandai saw through Mo Yonglin's intention, and he lowered his eyebrows, tacitly agreeing.

After all, the pain of losing his son is hard to calm down.

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There is also a large tent in the southwest of the military camp, which is specially used for the King of the North, Shen Yuanbai.

Guarding outside the tent were the people Shen Yuanbai brought from the capital.

Inside the tent, Shen Yuanbai sat quietly at the desk, a letter between his fingers, reaching towards the candlelight on the desk.

cluster--

The letters were set on fire and the flames spread.

Before the letter burned his fingertips, Shen Yuanbai threw it to the ground. He watched it burn out before he gently crushed it with his foot.

Today is the third day of the New Year, but he is sitting in the tent with no one around him.

He seemed to be used to it. At this moment, he raised the corner of his mouth slightly and recalled the contents of the letter.

Li Ji is pregnant.

Of course, he was the one who leaked the news.

His good uncle, after receiving the "Good Pregnancy Potion" brought back by Master Che, could not wait to give it to his beloved Li Ji.

After all, Qiao Jiaojiao is very resourceful. Her uncle has been busy for so many years but it was all in vain. This "good luck pregnancy" really made her uncle finally get some happiness after all the hard work.

Emboldened, his uncle immediately sent this "burden" to the front line, little knowing that this was exactly what he wanted.

Now that the news of Li Ji's pregnancy has spread, the royal court must be bustling with activity. Those clan members have coveted the throne for many years, and they are eager to get rid of the princess's son, let alone the prince who might be born?

Now that he had arrived in Jiaocheng, he had just stepped out of the fight and was able to take a good look at this big show and see what tricks those clan members had!

They must not let him down.

Thinking of this, Shen Yuanbai relaxed his mind a little.

After a while, he reached into his arms and took out a yellowed letter.

This was the letter from his mother that Yinzhu gave him.

The letter he showed Baili Miaoxue in Nanli Country was just a copy by him, so it was destroyed.

The important part was the second half of the letter, but he didn't copy it down at all. After all, those contents were not something Baili Miaoxue could read.

At this time, the tent was quiet. Shen Yuanbai's eyes fell on the letter, the meaning of which was unclear.

After a long moment, he curled his lips, his smile full of sarcasm.

People are despicable and shameful at heart. On the one hand, they enjoy the peaceful life brought by the marriage between the mother and the concubine, while on the other hand, they demote the mother to the dust.

Shen Yuanbai's fingertips gently stroked the corner of the envelope, and suddenly murmured: "Mother, you are so smart, have you ever thought that behind this ups and downs of life, there is a ridiculous 'God's will' manipulating it?"

"If you were 'free', would you have chosen to follow Di Zaiying and run away? Or would you have been like a loyal subject, refusing to turn back even if you hit a wall?"

"That's all"

Shen Yuanbai's surging thoughts came to a halt, and the emotion and fragility between his brows suddenly disappeared.

He put the letter in his arms, and his eyes became clear and calm again.

It was quiet all around. Shen Yuanbai sat at his desk. Suddenly he became inspired and started writing.

At this time, footsteps were heard outside the tent. Shen Yuanbai paused for a moment, and then he heard someone outside the tent raise his voice:

"Your Majesty, may I come into your tent and have a chat?"

Shen Yuanbai raised his head when he heard this, and a hint of interest flashed across his lips.

It’s Mo Yonglin.

I'm feeling bored, so while I'm waiting for Qiao Jiaojiao, I'll just play with the Mo family father and son.

Mo Yonglin is not something to be feared. Mo Qiandai is indeed a capable man. At least half of the northern country is supported by Mo Qiandai.

"Come in—"

Shen Yuanbai responded indifferently, raised his hand and crumpled the paper on the table and held it in his hand. The word "Qiao" could be vaguely seen written on the paper.

Mo Yonglin lifted the curtain and entered, and saw Shen Yuanbai sitting behind the desk, looking at him with a smile.

He had just lost his younger brother, and everyone else was silent when they saw him, except Shen Yuanbai, who still had a smile on his face, as if he was provoking him.

Thinking of this, Mo Yonglin became angry and filled with hatred.

Shen Yuanbai is definitely involved in my death!

Shen Yuanbai is just a stray dog ​​who failed in the Yong Dynasty. Now he has fled to the Northern Kingdom and is already in an awkward situation. I'm afraid he has been flattered by the common people and has lost his mind!

Things like "The princess who married for the country serves the people" and "Princess Yu Liu is comparable to a god" are just made up by those people in the royal court to fool the ignorant people and put up a shame arch!

Shen Yuanbai saw the hostility in Mo Yonglin's eyes at a glance. He raised his eyebrows slightly, smiled and stood up.

Although his eyes were on Mo Yonglin at this moment, his thoughts drifted away.

It's the third day of the New Year, Qiao Jiaojiao, when will you choose to come?

Don't make me wait too long, after all, I can't wait to witness the final ending