Hearing the soldier's report, Ye Li was stunned for a while. It was not until Mo Xiuyao raised his hand to touch her that she came back to her senses.
"Li Li …" Mo Xiuyao looked down at his calm wife in his arms and frowned slightly. Ye Li shook her head and sighed softly. After Zhu Yan's death, another old general committed suicide in front of her. Rationally and emotionally, she could understand their choice. Because if it were her, she would not surrender to the enemy. The two old generals were loyal to the West-Hill all their lives, and they died to protect their reputation. Whether it was the enemy or friend, they could only respect their strength of character. But Ye Li faintly felt that she could not stand it anymore. Perhaps she had seen too many deaths these days?
"Li Li, what's wrong with you? Are you not feeling well? "Mo Xiuyao asked worriedly as he supported her." Let's go back first, we can talk about other things tomorrow. " Ye Li held his hand and shook her head. She smiled reassuringly and said, "I'm fine, we don't have much time to stay in Bian City. Pass down my order, bury General Longyang with the general's rites. Just … bury him with General Zhu Yan. "
Mo Xiuyao nodded and ordered, "Do as Princess said. Go. "
The soldier took the order and left. Mo Xiuyao waved his hand to let the people behind him leave. Holding Ye Li's hand, he walked slowly with one hand on her waist and whispered, "Longyang and Zhu Yan are dead, Li Li is sad?"
Ye Li shook her head and said, "I don't know what's wrong, maybe the two old generals are too old. They are over seventy years old, but … it's inevitable that they feel a little emotional. " Mo Xiuyao whispered, "If Li Li is sad, stay in the army and don't worry about these things."
Ye Li smiled and said, "Does Prince really think that I am a delicate flower that cannot be blown by the wind? No matter what … the two old generals were loyal to the country. Now that they're dead … "Mo Xiuyao said," Do you think I'll bother with the dead? If Mr. Li said to give him a grand funeral, then he would give him a grand funeral. Li Li, don't be sad for others, okay? "
Hearing Mo Xiuyao's low voice, Ye Li raised her head to look at his eyes. She couldn't help but smile. She raised her hand and gently touched his slightly furrowed brows. "In this world, you, Little Bao, Grandfather, and Uncle are the most important people to me. Apart from you, no one can truly make me sad. So, Xiu Yao, you must do well … "
"Of course I will. And Xiao Bao … I will protect all the people Li Li likes. I will definitely not make Li Li sad. So … Li Li, don't pay attention to those irrelevant people, okay? "Mo Xiuyao said in a low voice. Ye Li blinked. She looked at Mo Xiuyao seriously and raised her eyebrows. "Irrelevant people?"
"Isn't Li Li sad about Zhu Ling's death?" Mo Xiuyao asked in a low voice. But Ye Li could still hear the anger in his voice when he said Zhu Ling's name.
"Zhu Ling ah …" Ye Li sighed softly and said, "I just feel that … he is still very young. Also, my plan this time is not very open and aboveboard. " Of course, she knew that this was not all. Ye Li was not someone who was slow in her emotions. She understood Zhu Ling's feelings. However, not to mention that she and Zhu Ling had only just met, not to mention their positions. In Ye Li's heart, there would never be another man more important than Mo Xiuyao. From the beginning, it was destined that this was impossible. She felt guilty because of Zhu Ling, not because she had any feelings for Zhu Ling. It was purely because she had let down a sincere heart. But there was no need to let Mo Xiuyao know about the rest. Between husband and wife … it wasn't wrong to occasionally lie with white intentions?
"Li didn't do anything wrong. If he saw any flaws, he would have killed Li." Mo Xiuyao ground his teeth and said, "But … Li can't do these things secretly anymore. What if something happens? If you really need women, you can just have Qin Feng and the others train a few. "
"I know." Ye Li silently rolled her eyes. She knew it would be like this.
After confirming that Ye Li seriously agreed, Mo Xiuyao nodded in satisfaction. He held Ye Li's hand and walked forward.
Mister Xiuting lived on Dragon Mountain, east of the city. Because Dragon Mountain Academy was temporarily sealed off by the Mohist army, some teachers and students who didn't have time to escape were temporarily placed in a small courtyard outside Dragon Mountain Academy. Although the Mohist army was full of soldiers, they respected scholars. Since Mo Xiuyao didn't make things difficult for these people, the soldiers who were ordered to guard the academy naturally wouldn't make things difficult for them.
When they arrived at the entrance of the courtyard, they unexpectedly saw a familiar face. "Third brother, why are you here?" The person guarding the courtyard was Xu Qingfeng. With Xu Qingfeng's status as the commander of Qi Lin's squad and his relationship with the Xu family and the Prince Ding Mansion, it was a waste of talent to let him guard this place. No one in the Mohist army would let him do this kind of thing. The only possibility was that Xu Qingfeng asked to come here.
Xu Qingfeng was very happy to see Ye Li. He smiled and said: "Isn't Dragon Mountain Academy one of the three great academies in the world? I … I've heard a lot about it, so I came to take a look. " Ye Li gently shook her head and smiled. She didn't expose him. Xu Qingfeng was raised by the Xu family and also studied at Dragon Mountain Academy for a few years. However, he had always practiced martial arts and hated sitting in front of a desk to read and write articles. He didn't even attend the imperial examinations. If he was interested in meeting the teachers of Dragon Mountain Academy, he would rather believe that his eldest cousin would get married tomorrow. After thinking about it, Ye Li also understood Xu Qingfeng's thoughts. He definitely didn't agree with Mo Xiuyao killing those people, but he definitely couldn't persuade Mo Xiuyao. So he could only ignore it. Although Xu Qingfeng didn't like to read, he was still from the Xu family. His respect for scholars was no less than that of anyone in the Xu family. With him guarding here, no one dared to cause trouble.
"How is Mr. Xiuting?" Ye Li asked with a smile.
Xu Qingfeng shook his head helplessly and pointed inside, indicating for her to take a look. Ye Li didn't care. She pulled Mo Xiuyao inside. This small courtyard wasn't very big. It was only a courtyard with two entrances. The style was somewhat exquisite and elegant in the style of Jiangnan in Da Chu state. He didn't know why the Longshan Academy had built such an independent courtyard. Before she stepped into the courtyard, she could hear the sound of reading coming from inside. However, the content of the reading made her not know whether to laugh or cry. It was all mocking the Mohist army and Prince Ding.
Ye Li and Mo Xiuyao stood at the door and silently listened. They didn't go in to disturb him. They saw the person sitting in the courtyard with his back to the door, reading one poem after another. For someone like Ye Li who didn't know much about poetry, to be able to read so many similar poems without repeating them, if it wasn't for the wrong time and place, she would have worshipped him as a god. When he read something like, "Ambition for the throne, blood flows in Bian City." Ye Li finally coughed and said with a smile, "Mr. Xiuting is really in a good mood."
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