128 Where is her man?

What happened in Changdu?

Looking at Mojiru's eyes, the smile on Dahu's face gradually faded. Mojiru's eyes are dark blue, as bright and clean as the sky washed by the rain. Only Mojiru inherited their father's dark blue eyes, and the other children followed their mother.

Dahuru thought of his second brother Ipark. Ipark also had a pair of blue eyes, but it was the kind of light blue mixed with gray, which basically could not be seen without looking carefully. He hates the gray and blue, as if it is always hidden indelible dirt.

Mojiru saw that Dahuer was obviously distracted, but he didn't say anything. Among the few siblings, the one he couldn't see through the most was Dahu. He looked heartless, but the one with the deepest plan was this boy.

After a while, Dahur came to his senses. He coughed and said four words: "Iparke."

Second prince?

Mojiru didn't believe it, and his second brother Iparke, who had been ill in bed for a long time, launched a coup?

Dahuru seemed to know what Mojiru was thinking. He shrugged his shoulders: "Ipark put his father under house arrest. Now the government is under his control of him and Ekhaji. The strangest thing is that no one objected in the whole kingdom."

Ekhaji is Ipark's mother's uncle and Minister of Counselor. He is an official who is not big or small and has little real power. In Mojiru's impression, Ekhaji's face has been smiling all year round. When he is afraid of three points in advance, he is always neutral and looks harmless.

"I don't see that your second brother is quite good. I have despised him over the years."

Dahur rolled his eyes and said, "Mojiru, don't forget that Iparke is also your second brother. However, things happened so fast that Ipark couldn't do it alone.

"Yes, even with Ekhal, it is unlikely that the two of them will turn everything around in this short time. So, who will dictate everything behind this? Mojiru looked at Dahu, with cold frost in his eyes.

Even in the day, with a big sun overhead, Dahuer was still frozen by the ice in Mojiru's eyes. Dahu stepped back two steps and couldn't help rubbing his arms: "Don't look at me like that. It's too scary. Isn't it... Don't you think it's me?" Dahur pointed to himself and looked at Mojiru in disbelief, "It's definitely not me."

"Don't talk too much, Dahu. You are smarter than your second brother, and coupled with the strength of your mother's concubine in the twelve parts of the grassland, it is difficult not to remind people of you. Mojiru looked light and seemed to be talking about something that had nothing to do with him.

Dahur rolled his eyes and said, "Mojiru, I think you will become stupid after you go to the Central Plains. If I want to be the king, I can kick our father off the throne directly. Why bother to help Ipark up? I'm not sick.

Mojiru's face is still smiling: "It's good to ascend the throne directly, but according to the Central Plains, this is a nameless teacher. No matter how good your reputation is in China, it is not a glorious thing to directly abolish the king. As you said, you are not sick and stupid. How can you do such a stupid thing? I guess you want to help Iperk first, and then raise the flag of rebellion to kill Iperk, so that you can naturally ascend to the throne.

Dahuer stared at Mojiru. He couldn't believe it. How could Mojiru... think of him like this?

Sett down, Dahl said solemnly, "Brother, if I were you, maybe I would have done it. But I'm not you, and you should also know that I'm not interested in that position.

Are you not interested?

Mojiru whispered softly, and then walked over and put his arms around Dahuer's shoulder: "You boy, that's why I know that's why I said this to you. If you are really that kind of person, you will kill me directly when you met yesterday. Why do you have to come all the way from the west to Tama to pick me up? Good brother."

Dahur stared at Mojiru rudely: "Brother, do you know that what you just said can scare people to death?"

Mojiru laughed loudly: "Okay, pack up, it's time for us to go." He let go of his hand and turned to walk to the post station.

Dahu followed Mojiru and asked puzzledly, "Go back, do you want to go back to Changdu alone like this?"

"What do you think?" Mojiru turned his head and looked at Dahur, "Do you want me to sneak around? Can't I go back to my home and walk through the city gate openly?"

Dahu grabbed his head and still didn't understand: "But... But in this case, once you enter the gate of Changdu, I'm afraid Iparke will immediately order you to arrest."

"I don't think that's possible. Why did your second brother arrest me? I really can't think of any charge for Ipak to attack me.

Dahur admitted that Mojiru was reasonable, but it was so simple and easy.

But...

Looking at Mojiru, Dahu must admit that Mojiru is a fox. Who knows what he has on his mind. And at the thought of returning to Changdu, Dahur felt inexplicably excited and must have a good opportunity to watch.

Before going upstairs, Dahuer asked again, "Brother, can't you really give me that woman upstairs?"

Mojiru kicked him directly.

Before getting into the carriage, Lin Yarong looked at Dahur, who wanted to squeeze into the car and sit with her but was ruthlessly driven away by Mojiru. This child was really interesting. However, she is still the same thought before and must not underestimate Dahu.

Mojiru helped her into the carriage.

Puting the comfortable cushion behind her, Mojiru approached her and whispered, "Before returning to Changdu, you should be careful. Also, regarding your identity, please keep it a secret, otherwise you will have to worry about your life.

Lin Yarong looked up at Mojilu. Naturally, she understood that anyway, she was the wife of the Marquis of Zhenguo. Based on this alone, once her identity is exposed, I'm afraid no one dares to explain what kind of situation she will be after returning to Changdu.

It is certain that there will be a big change in Changdu, and Lin Yarong can't say what the result will bring. I'm afraid that Mojiru in front of him dares not make a straight decision. Maybe Mojiru can't protect himself, let alone her.

Lin Yarong whispered, "As long as the eldest prince and the people around you don't talk about my identity, I'm afraid no one will know." In fact, even Ashana doesn't know that she is the wife of the town. At present, it seems that she should still be safe.

Mogilu promised: "About me and my people, please rest assured that others will not know your true identity. It's just..." Moji Luton looked at Lin Yarong with some embarrassment.

Lin Yarong doesn't understand what it means, but what?

"I'm just afraid that I have to pretend to be my concubine for the time being." Seeing that Lin Yarong's face changed greatly, Mojilu quickly explained, "Madam, this is also a last resort. Only in this way can I protect my wife well under my protection."

Lin Yarong is in a big fire. Mojiru is obviously taking advantage of her, but on second thought, he must admit that Mojiru is telling the truth. At present, only he can keep her safe.

In fact, there is another feasible way to keep her safe, that is, let her go back and go back to where Sun Jingbang is. However, Lin Yarong knew that Mojiru would never agree with this method.

After taking a few deep breaths, Lin Yarong said in a unhappy voice, "I hope the eldest prince also remembers that I really have no choice but to agree to what you did. In fact..."

"In fact, my wife doesn't like me. Naturally, I understand this. Mojiru interrupted her with an indifferent look.

Lin Yarong's face changed slightly. She looked at Mojiru, but she didn't say anything.

The atmosphere in the carriage suddenly became uncomfortable. Mojiru smiled and then sat aside and said nothing.

As the carriage continued to move north, Lin Yarong became more and more uneasy.

The future is uncertain.

............

On the way from Tama Station to Changdu City, Mojiru changed his previous hurry and stopped and walked slowly. On the evening of the eighth day, the carriage finally arrived at the East Gate of Changdu.

Looking up at the tall wall built of white boulders, Lin Yarong's heart was full of mixed feelings.

She went from east to west, from a familiar place to a completely strange country. Saying that she was not afraid or not panic was lying. In fact, her heart was full of uneasiness and anxiety.

"Madam, do you like this?" Dahu came up and stood close to Lin Yarong.

"This is a beautiful city."

Indeed, the beauty and atmosphere of Changdu are beyond Lin Yarong's previous understanding. Before seeing it with her own eyes, Lin Yarong never thought that there would be such a city made of white boulder in the barren desert, with the unique rudeness and heroism of the northern nation, completely different from any town she had seen before. .

"Welcome to Changdu."

Mojiru squeezed Dahu away without a trace, and then accompanied Lin Yarong into the gate.

Dahur, who was squeezed behind, rolled his eyes. In the past, Mojiru's tall and cold image in his heart had long disappeared. Mojiru spoiled the southern woman too much, which was not a good thing.

Thinking of this, Dahur looked up with a little worry.

Lin Yarong saw so many Hu people. In fact, after entering Changdu City, she found that all the street people were looking at her.

I subconsciously looked at her body. Is there something wrong with her? Half a day later, she realized that in Changdu, she became a foreigner and an outsider from a foreign country.

Mojiru laughed aside: "Madam, don't feel uncomfortable. They are surprised and envious of your beauty."

Lin Yarong stared at Mojiru and said such a big word, won't this man feel uncomfortable?

Lin Yarong is self-amazed. In this way, she is a large area in the imperial dynasty. She can't say that she is beautiful, but at most she is beautiful. What is really beautiful is a woman like Sun Liyun. If Sun Liyun comes to Changdu, will the locals think that the immortals will come down to earth?

"Madam, would you like to sit in my house?"

Dahuer came up again and sent a warm invitation to Lin Yarong.

But before Lin Yarong could speak, Mojiru had already said, "She is not free. What's beautiful in your house? It's a mess, like a dog's kennel.

Dahuer was angry and didn't insult people like this.

"Mojiru, do you want to fight?"

Ignoring Dahul's anger, Mojiru completely ignored Dahul.

"Madam, my house is in front of me, and I will be there in a moment." Mogiru raised his hand and pointed forward.

But after a long time, Mojiru didn't hear Lin Yarong speak.

Turning his head, Lin Yarong was looking at the other side.

What is she looking at?

Following Lin Yarong's sight, under the corner of the city gate, a little girl was selling colorful shawls.

"Madam, do you like it?"

Lin Yarong nodded. In fact, she was not looking at the little girl. Just as Mojiru and Dahu were about to fight, she saw a familiar face in the crowd.

It's just that she was not sure at that moment.

If she is right, it should be Lang Yunling who just hid behind the crowd and winked at her, that is to say, Sun Jingbang may also come to Changdu City.

Lin Yarong suddenly reached out and pressed her hand on her chest.

She wants to see Sun Jingbang, and she can't wait to see Sun Jingbang.

Where is her man?