Episode 120 Two War News

After losing her mind for a moment, Yan Moxue withdrew her thoughts. Mo sighed and covered her emotions and said, "Okay, don't talk about me. Let's talk about your woman."

"My woman?" Hearing this, Dongfang was stunned, "What does my woman have to say?"

Yan Moxue sneered and remembered the play that Li Xianfei and Yu concubine sang in front of her just now, and couldn't help saying sarcastically, "I didn't expect you to be so sick. There are still women who are jealous for you!"

"What you said... can I understand... Are you jealous?" Dongfang raised his eyebrows and secretly said happily.

"I can't." Yan Moxue said coldly with an expressionless face.

Dongfang Ao suddenly lowered his face and sighed repeatedly, "Oh, you are really unforgiving."

"That's not as good as those women in your harem." A jade concubine alone is already so powerful, not to mention the arrogant Li Xianfei. Just listening to the voice made Yan Moxue feel uncomfortable all over. She smiled and cleverly brought the topic back to the women in Dongfang Ao.

Speaking of this, Dongfang Ao couldn't help but think of the play just staged in Fengyi Palace. He thought about it and suddenly asked, " By the way, you were not at the scene at that time. Why do you think it was done by the jade concubine?"

"Intuition!"

"Intuition?" Hearing this, Dongfang repeated proudly.

Yan Moxue nod and smiled and said, "I know that the jade concubine is the righteous daughter of Dongfang Ren, but this is the identity. Do you think those women in your harem can't afford to offend her?" Even if she is just a small concubine now, as long as the people behind her do not fall for a day, there is no one in this palace that she dares not offend, including Li Xianfei, Yun Guifei, and even... Dongfang Ao.

"This woman..." After a moment of silence, a faint murderous atmosphere suddenly appeared in the air. Dongfang Ao's hand slowly closed, and the fingers he held tightly seemed to burst out.

Yan Moxue disapproved of his anger and continued to smile silently. Your illness will be cured early. I'm afraid the reason why you still pretend to be sick is because of the jade concubine!" As long as she is not well ill for a day, the jade concubine can't go to bed. If she doesn't serve, she can't go to the throne, so even if she wants to be arrogant, she can only do this.

"Yes, I will never let Dongfang Ren's righteous daughter climb on my head." All of a time, the smile on his lips gradually faded away, leaving only the seemingly despair wandering in the air.

"But this woman... you can't move, can you?" Hearing this, Yan Moxue said coldly, and then her tone suddenly changed, which made people feel creepy. "So you continue to pretend to be sick, or come to Juhe Palace. You know that they will eventually point the finger at me, but you... just watch coldly." She said silently that her blue eyes darkened slightly. What she hated most was to be used, but... Dongfang Ao took advantage of her.

"I didn't." Dongfang Ao retorted.

Yan Moxue suddenly smiled and looked back and asked him coldly, "Are you sure... you didn't use me?"

"I..." Suddenly, Dongfang was speechless and admitted after thinking about it, "Yes, I did take advantage of you, but why don't you take advantage of me!"

"Good to say." Yan Moxue clapped her hands gently, "We are just using each other." She smiled faintly and said a simple word that the relationship between the two was limited to mutual use. However, it is better to use each other than to know the truth. Yan Moxue is afraid that one day Dongfang Ao will do something that everyone will regret after knowing who she is. But... I think after this incident, your harem should be quiet for a few days.

A few days later, everything was calm. Because of the scald scene in Fengyi Palace, all the concubines thought that Yan Moxue's face was ruined, so they had no experience of gathering in the He Palace to find trouble and stopped for a few days.

This day, seeing that he had not left the palace for a long time and accompanied by the light of the afterglow of the sunset, Yan Moxue pulled the small water to the outside of Dongfang Ao's bedroom. With a wave of her hand, she let Xiaoshui leave first, and then felt that there was no one around before she pushed the door and entered. What is it? As soon as she entered the hall, she felt that the atmosphere around her was a little strange and even depressed. Yan Moxue asked softly, "Is it a war report?"

Hearing the words, Dongfang took back his god and sighed, "Yes."

"How about the battle ahead?"

Yan Moxue slowly stepped forward, and Dongfang Ao quickly got up to help her and took her to the table. Then, he picked up the thick battle report, read it for a while, and sighed thoughtfully, "Xiang Han has withdrawn. Xiao Bing has just taken over the army and only carried out a few small-scale battles, and the two sides are tied." He briefly condensed the content of a pile of war reports into a few short sentences, but he could hear that he was not in a good mood.

Yan Moxue listened silently and asked, "Who is the other party's general?"

"Lei Wei."

She smiled thoughtfully. It seems that... Xiao Bing got what she wanted this time.

"What do you mean?"

"Isn't he trying to compete with Lei Wei?" The two powers compete for hegemony and the momentum of horns. I really don't know who will win or lose this war. Yan Moxue thought silently and casually took out a roll of parchment from her arms and spread it in front of Dongfang Ao. What is this?" Dongfang asked proudly, because there was no word on the parchment.

"War Report!" After saying that, Yan Moxue groped with her hand, then picked up a cup of tea on the table and poured the tea on the parchment. Suddenly, some patterns and words began to appear on the paper, gradually forming a complete war report.

"War Report?" Dongfang Ao looked shockedly at the pattern and text appearing on the parchment, and then looked back and wondered.

Yan Moxue nod her head and smiled and said, "I'll find someone to find the war report. You can take a look at it yourself." I believe there should be a lot of departures!

Hearing this, Dongfang Ao picked up the parchment and looked at it carefully. Although this war report is not as detailed as Xiao Bing's from the front line, there are some things that even Dongfang Ao doesn't know. Sure enough, after looking at it for a while, I heard him say angrily, "What?" He pressed the paper hard on the table, and then said angrily, "Dongfang Ren..."

"It seems that he deliberately wanted Xiang Han to lose the battle this time. I'm afraid he has been planning for a long time." According to the war report, since Xiang Han handed over his military power to Xiao Bing, he did not leave for the imperial territory, but took a detour to the ancient city far south of the imperial country, and his whereabouts were unknown. And the ancient city is the fief of Dongfang Ren. It is said that he secretly trained 100,000 cronies there. I'm afraid that Xiang Han's disappearance will be followed by mutiny. If my detective is right, the troops gathered in the south should be Dongfang Ren's army.

"Then what does he want to do?" Gathering the army without authorization is a death penalty.

Hearing the words, Yan Moxue smiled silently and said, "It's very simple. If Xiao Bing is defeated, it's just right. But if Xiao Bing unfortunately returns with victory, it is estimated that before he reaches the imperial realm, he will be trampled down by Dongfang Ren's army. Her words are always painless, but they can stir up huge waves in the hearts of the listener.

"But... he has no reason!" After all, Dongfang Ao is still Dongfang Ao, and the emperor can never ignore human life like her. Being able to say this means that he still doesn't want to tear up with Dongfang Ren in his heart.

"Do you think he needs a reason to do things?"

Hearing the words, Dongfang was arrogantly silent. His face changed slightly, and his eyes were sharp in the war report, and he was a little more angry. After a long time, I only heard him say, "Yes, he doesn't need it." The ancient city is his fief. In those years, he raised troops in the ancient city and overthrew his father's emperor in the last move, so the ancient city is equivalent to the nest of Dongfang Ren. If this war report is true, how will he deal with 100,000 troops?

Thinking of this, Dongfang Ao couldn't help but feel sad again. Looking at the thick war report, he always felt that his heart was dripping blood. That kind of pain was really indescribable. Suddenly, anger surged, and Dongfang was arrogant and suddenly pushed all the war reports to the ground, which was a mess for a while.

"This..." Suddenly, a wooden portrait fell from the war newspaper and rolled on the ground a few times, immediately attracting the eyes of Dongfang Ao.

"What's wrong with you?" Hearing a strange noise, Yan Moxue asked.

Dongfang Ao narrowed his eyes, picked up the wooden portrait, and put it in the palm of his hand for a moment. He suddenly smiled and said, "This... is sandwiched in the war newspaper." He looked around for a while, then looked at Yan Moxue, handed it to her, and said, "I think... it should be for you."

"For me?" Yan Moxue took the wooden portrait confusedly and touched it with her hand. Suddenly, the expression on her face became dark and unclear. "This is..." Yan Moxue touched the wooden portrait. Although the workmanship was very rough, she knew that it was herself from the crooked scratches and the clear and touchable facial features on her face. This..." Suddenly, a kind of emotion spread in the air and scattered around.

"It looks like... it should be carved by Xiao Bing." Looking at Yan Moxue's face, Dongfang Ao suddenly felt a chill in his heart, as if something had been taken away in an instant, which was a silent pain.

However, Yan Moxue was moved for a very short time, and then she returned to her indifference and threw the wooden portrait on the table.

"Don't you want it?" Dongfang Ao looked at her and asked her with a little play.

Yan Moxue's cheeks are a little crimson, and she should have been really moved, but her personality is so stubborn, how can she be willing to expose her touch in front of people? This kind of thing... I don't want it!" She hesitated, turned her head and turned away, pretending to be disdainful.

Dongfang Ao looked at it, quickly resisted his smile, and then pretended to pick up the wooden portrait and threw it out of the window. Well, I'll throw it away for you."

"Wait..." Before the word was finished, only a 'bang' outside the window was heard, and Yan Moxue's hand suddenly stiffened in mid-air.

"What? Do you want it again?" Dongfang Ao looked at the wooden portrait still in his hand and asked her with a smile, "But... I threw it away."

Hearing this, she raised it in one breath and just wanted to say something, but in the end she was pressed back and said, "Forget it." She turned her face and suddenly felt that her hand was heavy. When she touched it with her hand, it turned out to be the wooden portrait. "You..." It turned out that this was not what he had just thrown away. It turned out that he was deliberately fooling her! Thinking of this, Yan Moxue couldn't help staring at Dongfang Ao.

"Take it." Dongfang smiled proudly, and his tone suddenly sank, and suddenly a feeling of sadness spread in the hall. Although I am very unwilling, I know... that person... is not me." That person, the person at the bottom of Yan Moxue's heart, should be the person she is willing to hand over her sincerity, and that person is obviously not herself.

"What are you talking about?" Dongfang Ao's words were very light, and Yan Moxue was already in a flash state, so she couldn't help asking again.

"No...nothing." Dongfang Ao quickly covered his emotions and smiled awkwardly. "It's late. Go back to rest early."

Yan Moxue nod her head and just wanted to go out. Suddenly, she looked back and asked, "I want to go out for a walk. Would you...will you like to accompany me?"

Hearing this, Dongfang Ao put down the memorial in his hand, and the dark eyes seemed to be suddenly lit up, emitting a bright light. Where to go?"

"The farther the better." Yan Moxue thought for a moment and said what she thought.

"Well, I'll take you to a place." After that, the stiff lines of his face gradually softened with the words of Yan Moxue, and the affections that were originally buried deep in his eyes seemed to finally wake up, emerging layer after layer.

But fortunately, only Dongfang Ao himself knew all this. He walked to Yan Moxue, then stretched out his hand and said softly, "Come on, hold my hand."