Although it was the beginning of spring, there was no warmth in the Northwest whether it was day or night. Ye Li's eyes darkened. She quickly got up and took the cloak from the side to wrap him up. The adult's cloak was draped over Xiaobao's body and immediately wrapped around him. Ye Li carried him to the side with some difficulty and sat down. "Why didn't you put on the cloak properly before running out?"
"Mother …." Mo Xiaobao looked at Ye Li, his big round eyes flashing with tears. He sobbed, "Mother …. Xiaobao didn't do it on purpose. Wuwu …. Xiaobao didn't do it on purpose. Xiaobao knows he was wrong, mother …. "
"Why are you crying?" Ye Li raised her hand to gently wipe away the tears hanging on his face. She raised her hand to rub his pink little face and said, "Mother knows, it's not your fault. Don't be afraid …. Your father will be fine, he will be back soon. "
"En." Mo Xiaobao sniffled and said seriously, "Father is back, Xiaobao won't make father angry anymore. Mother, Xiaobao will be good in the future. " Ye Li lowered her head and kissed her son's forehead, "Mother knows that Xiaobao is a good child. Don't be afraid, nothing will happen …." Mo Xiaobao was smarter than most children. This meant that he knew a lot more than other children his age. Although Feng Zhiyao and the others didn't say anything in front of him, they didn't even tell him about Mo Xiuyao's disappearance. But he already knew. It was just that these days, everyone in Ding Palace who knew the situation was worried and busy. No one paid attention to his movements. He also did not tell anyone anything.
But no matter how smart he was, he was still a child. Now that his mother was back, he couldn't hold back anymore. He didn't even wear his outer clothes and quietly avoided the Shadow Guard and ran to the study to find Ye Li.
Mo Xiaobao sat in Ye Li's arms, his big watery eyes filled with worry. "Mother, will Father really … be alright?" Ye Li faintly smiled: "Don't worry, nothing will happen. It's already very late. Xiao Bao, go back and sleep, okay? "
Mo Xiaobao raises his hand to rub his eyes, "Xiaobao will accompany mother."
"Alright, Mother still has something to do. If you're sleepy, why don't you sleep for a while?" Ye Li carefully adjusted the cloak on his body and softly said. After Mo Xiaobao nodded in agreement, he sat in Ye Li's arms and looked at the booklet in Ye Li's hand with wide eyes. In the past few days, Mo Xiuyao had suddenly disappeared. Many matters had piled up in the Mohist army that Mo Xiuyao or Ye Li had to deal with personally.
Ye Li looked at two booklets and then looked down to see that Mo Xiaobao had already closed his eyes and fallen asleep. In the past few days, it wasn't only the adults who had been frightened and tired. Children's hearts were even more sensitive, so Mo Xiaobao was also very tired. Sitting in his mother's arms, he quickly fell asleep.
"This subordinate Mo Hua requests an audience with Wang Fei." At the door, Mo Hua's faint voice came. The brush in Ye Li's hand paused. Putting down the brush, she softly said: "Come in." Mo Hua walked in. Seeing Mo Xiaobao in Ye Li's arms, she was also stunned, "Wang Fei, Little Shizi …"
Ye Li waved her hand and said: "Wait." Picking up Mo Xiaobao, she turned and went to the room in the study to rest. Putting him on the bed and covering him with a blanket, Ye Li turned to look at Mo Hua and asked: "You brought Mu Qingcang?"
A trace of surprise flashed through Mo Hua's eyes. She said in a deep voice: "This subordinate was a step late and frightened Wang Fei. Wang Fei, please punish me."
Ye Li shook her head. Looking at her, she asked: "Where did the Prince go?"
"This subordinate … … doesn't know." Mo Hua lowered her eyes.
"You don't know?" Ye Li raised her eyebrows and looked at Mo Hua with a smile that wasn't a smile: "If you don't know, how did you know to bring Mu Qingcang to save me? As far as I know, there aren't many people who know Mu Qingcang's whereabouts and can ask him in advance. Among them … … shouldn't include Commander Mo. In addition, the place where Mu Qingcang is in seclusion is three days away from the place where Ling Tiehan tried to kill me. From Feihong Pass, it would take more than two days to get there. In other words … … before the Prince was injured, you had already set off. Commander Mo, did you know in advance that the Prince would go missing and this consort would be killed by Ling Tiehan when she returned? " In this world, there weren't many people who could deal with Ye Li and Qi Lin. If it wasn't for Ling Tiehan or Lei Zhenting personally taking action, there was no need to trouble Mu Qingcang. Even the current Lei Zhenting might not be able to do it. Therefore, if there wasn't extremely accurate information or … … premeditation, Mo Hua wouldn't have time to find Mu Qingcang to save her.
Mo Hua was silent. Ye Li looked at him calmly and nodded: "I understand. You just need to tell me, is Xiu Yao still alive? Shake your head or nod your head. "Although Mo Hua was a bit arrogant, he was a person who abided by the rules. If it wasn't for the fact that he really couldn't say it, he wouldn't refuse Ye Li with such a silent attitude.
After a long while, Mo Hua finally nodded slightly.
Ye Li heaved a sigh of relief. She was obviously relieved. No matter what, Mo Xiuyao being alive was the best news. No one knew that even though Ye Li already had some speculations in her heart, when she was waiting for Mo Hua to nod his head, her heart still felt like it was being ruthlessly grasped by someone. She didn't even dare to imagine what would happen to her if Mo Hua's answer wasn't what she thought it would be.
Ye Li nodded lightly. Mo Hua didn't want to say more because Mo Xiuyao ordered him not to. Although she was a bit unhappy that Mo Xiuyao hid things from her, Ye Li also knew that many things were very important to keep secret. After all, even if she had already gotten the list of names that Dongfang You gave to Mo Jingli, but … … who could guarantee that Dongfang You really gave them all?
"Where did Mu Qingcang go?" After confirming that Mo Xiuyao was fine, Ye Li was in the mood to pay attention to other things. When she spared Mu Qingcang's life back then, she really didn't think that she would be saved by him one day.
Mo Hua respectfully said, "Mr. Mu took Marquis Muyang and left." What Mo Hua didn't say was that Mu Qingcang's injury was quite serious. He probably wouldn't be able to recover to his current level within ten years. However, in Mo Hua's view, Mu Qingcang's injury was very valuable to be able to let wangfei safely escape from the Yanwang Chamber's Master.
"Ling Tiehan … …" Ye Li frowned. Now that Mo Xiuyao wasn't here, if Ling Tiehan continued to oppose them, it would be very troublesome. Then Ye Li had to find a way to get rid of him first. Even after experiencing a life and death situation, Ye Li still didn't have much malice towards Ling Tiehan and didn't want to become enemies with him. It wasn't just because of the friendship between her eldest brother and him. In fact, Ye Li also knew that Ling Tiehan didn't intend to kill her. Even if Mu Qingcang didn't feel it that day, in the end, she was most likely to be seriously injured and taken away by Ling Tiehan. With Ling Tiehan's strength, if he really wanted to kill her, there were many opportunities.
Mo Hua said, "Ling Tiehan only promised Lei Zhenting to kill wangfei on her way back to Feihong Pass. Since wangfei has returned, Ling Tiehan won't make a move anymore. Moreover, according to the news from below, Ling Tiehan has already brought people back to Yanwang Chamber. " And this time, Yanwang Chamber didn't have no losses. To stop Qi Lin, the most powerful person in the Mohist army, even if it was only for a short while, Yanwang Chamber paid a heavy price. In the next few years, Yanwang Chamber wouldn't be able to deal with assassins anymore, unless Ling Tiehan, Leng Liuyue, and Sickly Scholar personally made a move.
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