Mo Xiuyao lowered his head and gently patted Ye Li's back, comforting her silently. Ye Li, who saw everything so clearly, gave people a sense of vulnerability that they had never felt before. Mo Xiuyao held her in his arms, with stubborn persistence and regret on his thin lips.
"I'm sorry, Li." Mo Xiuyao said in a low voice. He was sorry for her, but he would not admit his mistake. Like Ye Li, as the highest commander of the Mohist army, he did not make any wrong decisions. Even if the Mohist army could not rescue them in time, and all the soldiers in Feihong Pass were killed in battle, and even if the West-Hill soldiers broke into Feihong Pass and wreaked havoc, no one could say that Prince Ding's decision was wrong. He led the Mohist army, which was several times smaller than the enemy's, to face the siege of three countries. This time, he finished the battle in one fell swoop, greatly shortening the time of the war. As a superior, he was right.
The only person he was sorry for was his wife, his lover. He let her bear so many pain and choices that she should not have to bear, and let her personally ruin the Qi Lin that she had trained and built by herself. From the beginning to the end, he, Mo Xiuyao, had only let down Ye Li — his most beloved wife, who he had once decided to protect forever and make him happy and carefree.
"It's okay." Ye Li said softly, but her heart was full of tenderness. No matter what he did, she would forgive him. Ye Li smiled faintly in her heart. It turned out that long ago, she had already loved him so much.
"Li Li, it will never happen again."
"Okay, I know." The faint pain in her heart might never disappear, but it would gradually fade away. There was never anything perfect in life, but now, it was already very good. A man who could turn the world upside down, but who would be uneasy because of your mood, a few smart, cute, and clever children, a group of family members who would always think of you sincerely, and a group of loyal friends and subordinates. What was there to be unsatisfied with such a life? Perhaps she and Mo Xiuyao would never have the same ideas. For example, she did not like schemes, but he was best at killing people without paying for it. For example, she always believed that life was precious, but he did not mind playing with the lives of irrelevant people. But he would give in for her, and she would tolerate him. That was enough.
"Prince, Princess. please come." This subordinate requests an audience. "Feng Zhi Yao's voice sounded from outside the door.
Not long after, Mo Xiuyao and Ye Li appeared in the parlor outside hand in hand. Feng Zhiyao was not the only one who came. Lenghuai, Han Mingyue, He Su, and even General Yuan Pei, who had fainted in the morning, were all present. Seeing the two come in hand in hand, Feng Zhiyao inwardly sighed in relief.
Feng Zhiyao was not only Mo Xiuyao's childhood friend, he could also be considered Ye Li's good friend. Young Master Feng San naturally knew more about these two people than the others. Originally, he thought that there would be some conflict between the two of them, but he didn't expect that nothing would happen. Feng Zhiyao couldn't help but look at Ye Li a few more times. His evaluation of Ye Li increased.
Receiving Mo Xiuyao's warning gaze, Feng Zhiyao coughed lightly and withdrew his gaze. He smiled and said, "Prince, Princess, sorry for the disturbance."
Mo Xiuyao glanced at him coolly and said, "You still know? What are you doing here so late?"
Ye Li helplessly raised her hand and pulled. She smiled at Yuan Pei and said, "Old General, are you feeling better?"
Yuan Pei hurriedly said, "Many thanks for Princess's concern. This general is well. It's just that I'm old and a bit useless. I've made Princess laugh. "Ye Li smiled and said," Old General, what are you saying? This time, it's all thanks to Old General's presence. "
"Li is right. Old General Yuan, please sit." Seeing Ye Li's gaze on him, Mo Xiuyao also said with a smile, "Everyone hasn't eaten dinner yet. Why don't we eat together?"
Feng Zhiyao silently rolled his eyes. It's you and Princess who haven't eaten dinner yet, right?
Since Prince Ding personally invited them, they naturally couldn't refuse. In a moment, the maids delivered the prepared dinner. It was all very bland food. These days, everyone was very tired and no one seriously ate a meal. For a moment, their appetites were greatly stimulated and they happily ate a sumptuous and delicious dinner.
After the maids removed the leftovers, Mo Xiuyao asked, "Why are you here so late? Is there something urgent?"
Lenghuai stood up and said, "Reporting to Prince, we want to ask … how should we deal with the captives in West-Hill?" In fact, this wasn't an urgent matter. However, they were dragged here by Feng Zhiyao. At this moment, Feng Zhiyao looked like he had eaten and drank enough and pretended to be dead. Lenghuai had no choice but to bring up this matter.
Although it wasn't urgent, it wasn't a small matter. There were nearly a hundred thousand captives in West-Hill. With so many people, it was a big problem no matter where they were placed. No matter how they dealt with it, it would be troublesome.
Hearing this, Mo Xiuyao's eyes flashed. He was about to speak but paused when he saw Ye Li beside him. He pondered for a moment and said, "Send someone back to West-Hill. We don't need much. Fifty taels of silver per soldier. "
Lenghuai hesitated. "Will the West-Hill people agree?" Fifty taels of silver wasn't much, but a hundred thousand people added together was a lot. Moreover, it wasn't difficult to gather a hundred thousand soldiers with this idea. At the very least, it wouldn't cost five or six million taels of silver. To Celine, this wasn't a very good deal.
Mo Xiuyao laughed coldly and said, "Announce this matter to the world. They have to agree even if they don't. If they don't agree … send them all to the north to farm. "The north had been ruined beyond recognition by the Northern Tribes. It just so happened that they lacked people to farm.
Lenghuai thought about it and couldn't help but laugh. As expected, Prince Ding was resourceful. "This general obeys."
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