Chapter 149 Political Turbulence

A palm patted him in. Linglong slicted his face and covered the sadness in his eyes. Mo Yan still felt it. He looked back at Linglong again, which accelerated his steps and walked in. Jing Li was by the stove and slowly wiped these silver needles. Her back was facing the door of the tent, so Mo Yan could not see Jing Li. With an expression, he whispered, "Your Majesty, don't see the emperor. Long live, long live!"

Jing Li hurriedly wiped his face twice, then turned around and greeted him. He smiled and said, "Is it Mo Yan? Are you here?"

"Uh-huh!" Mo Yan answered in a low voice, with the light of the stove and the red candle. Jing Li's eyes were very moist, and there was a little redness and swelling. Mo Yan knew that she was just crying, and there was a little heartache in his heart, but he did not expose her, but a faint smile, and said with some embarrassment, "Mo Yanlai has nothing else. I just want to ask the emperor, it's true that you just said you would leave?

The smile immediately stiffened on Jing Li's face. She was slightly stunned, but only in an instant, she smiled gently and nodded and said, "Since ancient times, the emperor has been a promise. If Mo Yan wants to leave, he can leave at any time."

"Thank you, Emperor, Mo Yan came to say goodbye to the emperor. Thank you, Emperor... This day, Mo Yan should return to the place where he should be." He lowered his head, and he couldn't even see his nose. Jing Li smiled slightly, stepped forward, picked up his cloak and put it on Mo Yan, and whispered, "In front of the military tent, there is my royal horse, you can ride it. Now the soldiers are in a panic, and the city is also very chaotic. Now it's night. You are a man, I won't let go. Heart."

A trace of warmth flashed in Mo Yan's heart, and he was a little reluctant, but in order to hide these emotions, he hurriedly nodded and nodded faintly and said, "Yes, Mo Yan obeyed the order. Thank you for your reward. Don't say goodbye!"

After Mo Yan finished speaking, he turned around and left. When he opened the military tent to leave, Jing Li said reluctantly, "Mo Yan! Cherish it!"

Mo Yan's body was stunned, and then he slowly turned around, looked at Jing Li, and said, "Your Majesty, take care!"

Jing Li nodded. Mo Yan loosened the curtain and left quickly. Linglong immediately rushed in at this time and said puzzled, "Your Majesty, you... did you really let Mo Yan go?"

"He doesn't belong to me. What's the use of his body? There are too many people like him beside me. I don't care about it. Speaking cold words, she turned around and gently wiped the silver needle. Linglong had been with Jing Li for a while. She knew that Jing Li was angry and shook her head and sighed. She turned around and wanted to leave. At this time, Jing Li suddenly called her and said, "Linglong, I'm going to send you to do something."

"Your Majesty, please speak!" Linglong immediately turned around and waited there respectfully. Jing Li raised his head and whispered, "In Mo Yan's mouth, I have heard a lot about Qingchen more or less. She is not a simple person, and the army is stationed in the imperial city. It is a man who is directed. This must be Yin Xiuzhen's loss of power. Yin Xiuzhen lost power in time. I'm really not sure that I can defeat her. I need someone!"

When Jing Li said this, Linglong understood more or less. She smiled and said, "Your Majesty, what you said is Mr. Zhou?"

"Yes!" Jing Li turned his head and said coldly, "I have a feeling that only when Mr. Zhou is here can I have no strategic concerns. I need Zhou Zhichao to come back to me." After Jing Li's words, Linglong made it difficult for her. She whispered hesitantly, "Your Majesty, Mr. Zhou has already lost all confidence and interest in the government of the imperial dynasty because of the persecution in the court. I'm afraid he won't move."

"I am against Yin Xiuzhen, and indirectly target the family surnamed Yin. Yin Man is Zhou Zhichao's enemy. If you emphasize this point, I believe you can regret Zhou Zhichao's determination to revenge, and I will wait for your good news."

Hearing Jing Li's words, a plan was immediately formed in Linglong's mind. She nodded with a smile and immediately turned around and walked out of the military tent. There was only one person left in the tent. She sat there and wiped the silver needle there. After a while, she felt the sound of footsteps around her, and Jing Lilian turned around. Seeing the person coming, she smiled and said, "You have a knife. Sit down!"

"Is the emperor thinking about the palace master again?" A knife didn't sit down, but it was rare, and the cold face floated with heartache. Jing Li smiled and looked at the silver needles arranged by her and said painfully, "How can you not think? People all have feelings. Zhaoyu followed me and never did anything to disappoint me, and he was dedicated to me. When he died, it was also because of me. I couldn't bear it.

"People can't come back to life after death. The emperor's sadness is just empty hatred. Why do you suffer for yourself?" After sighing, he looked straight at Jing Li's eyes with heartache and looked at the slightly red and swollen eyes. He couldn't say what it was like in his heart. Jing Li also looked back at him and joked with an indifferent smile, "It's really not easy for Master Yidao to say something comforting words."

A knife's face was suddenly a little hot. He didn't look away from his face. Jing Li saw his embarrassment, so he didn't mention this matter. He just changed the topic and said, "You've worked hard on this trip to the palace. I wanted to announce that you came before, but there were too many things to delay. How about it? Miaofei Xiaozhu, please come back. "Is it?"

He nodded with a knife and said, "If you go back to the emperor, yes! It's just that his solitude has been formed. His military tent is not allowed to enter, so Weichen can only order some attendants to stay outside to protect his safety.

"There are not many concubines of the late emperor who are willing to go out of the palace with me. They have already dispersed a lot of the palace. This time, the great turbulence has almost gone. Only a few loyal and sincerely return to Buddhism. Alas, people walk with cold tea. No matter which dynasty, the world will never change.

Looking at the sadness of Jing Li, he stepped forward and comforted him: "At the beginning, there were many people in the harem of the ancestors, which was very lively, but when it came to the late emperor, there were only 20 concubines in the harem. When it came to the emperor's generation, there were only a few people. The emptiness of the harem could not be underestimated. The emperor recovered Da Jingzhi. After that, the harem should be enriched.

Jing Li raised his eyes and seemed to be serious and half joking, "If I really have the fate to recover the land of Dajing and be the emperor again, will I be willing to follow me for the rest of my life?"