There was a sound of fighting outside, and the carriage shook violently.

Concubine Mo was suddenly thrown and hit her head, and she fainted immediately ...

When he woke up again, he was already in the Nuanquan Villa outside the Ninth Prince City.

Mo Jingchen stood by the bed and said with great concern,

"Little aunt, you wake up~"

Concubine Mo frowned and bared her teeth.

"Ah, my head hurts so much. Am I going to die ... "

Mo Jingchen took out a small bronze mirror and showed it to her.

"You just broke your forehead. It's nothing serious. You can just rest for a few days and you'll be fine."

Concubine Mo seemed to be relieved, "That's good, Xiaochen, can you save me? Why am I here?"

Mo Jingchen's phoenix eyes were slightly cold,

"I was going to Sanqing Temple today to pray for peace and blessings to His Highness Ninth Prince, and I happened to meet you and the assassin.

His Highness Ninth Prince left me some guards, all of whom were quite capable of fighting. Unfortunately, no one was caught alive. "

Concubine Mo sneered,

"If you dare to attack me, how can you be caught alive?"

Mo Jingchen felt very sorry:

Originally, I just wanted to use a trick to get my little aunt to visit Sanqing Temple. Who would have thought that there would be dead soldiers intercepting and killing the holy concubine Zhenglong?

Still at the foot of the Imperial City, it was too bold.

Fortunately, he had arranged a chance encounter with his aunt in advance, otherwise, the consequences would have been disastrous.

"I'm so hungry. Do you have food?"

Concubine Mo broke Mo Jingchen's thoughts.

"some."

The meal had already been prepared, waiting for her to wake up and eat it.

Concubine Mo ate two bowls of rice at the speed of a storm before she said she had no appetite and couldn't eat.

Mo Jingchen was also very considerate in persuading her to eat more. After all, he was afraid that the emperor would blame him for not greeting her well after she lost weight due to hunger.

Concubine Mo sighed,

"The Emperor is too busy taking care of himself right now, how can he care about whether I am thin or not?"

Concubine Mo told Mo Jingchen about the emperor's concerns about marrying a princess from the Western Regions, and said angrily,

"Do you have any princess you hate? I told the emperor to send her to the Western Regions for marriage!"

My little aunt's temper is too straightforward.

Jingchen asked back,

"Don't you have a princess you hate?"

Concubine Mo showed a fierce look in her eyes and said fiercely,

"There is no one in the harem that I don't hate. I wish I could send all those concubines and princesses to the Western Regions to get married, and send the prince as well!"

When Concubine Mo said this, her grief and anger turned into appetite, and she took a hard bite of the red bean paste bun.

“The soaking time of these red beans is too short, the bean paste is not soft and glutinous enough, and the ingredients are wasted.

Now the emperor is increasing revenue and reducing expenditure, and is saving a dowry for the princess.

The concubines in the harem could only share two bean paste buns a day. "

Mo Jingchen's face turned serious, extremely worried.

"Two? Wouldn't that make my little aunt starve to death ... "

Concubine Mo said angrily, "Why should he let me suffer when he marries his daughter? I can take care of the food in Guanju Palace."

Mo Jingchen's thin lips curved slightly and smiled slightly,

"It's good that the emperor didn't treat my little aunt badly."

Concubine Mo's face condensed, she seemed to have thought of something, and looked sad.

"Xiao Chen, do you think there will be a scar on my forehead? If I lose my appearance, I'm afraid I will be thrown into the cold palace by the emperor."

Mo Jingchen said with relief,

"I'm giving you Baicaotang's secret golden sore medicine, which won't leave any scars.

Auntie, please relax, the emperor has deep love for you and will never send you into the cold palace just because you have a scar on your forehead. "

Concubine Mo snorted coldly, with a look of indifference that saw through everything.

“A man’s love for a woman is based on appearance.

If I didn't look like this, the emperor wouldn't feel that he has deep love for me.

He has always boasted of being deeply affectionate, but he didn't even know what kind of person he was.

When a man is ruthless, he really even deceives himself. "

Mo Jingchen's eyes widened, horrified by his little aunt's unbridled speech.

"Little aunt, please don't say these words again. Be careful that walls have ears."

Concubine Mo took another bite of the red bean paste bun and felt relieved.

"I've thought about it for a long time. I fell in love at first sight because he was good-looking.

We're even.

The Emperor is now an unshaven middle-aged man, and I find him annoying!

I just regret that I didn't listen to my second brother's advice. I had to marry a man he wouldn't let me marry, even if it was to be a concubine.

I have been in the cold palace for more than ten years, and I regard it as punishment for myself by going to jail. "

Hearing these words, Mo Jingchen felt very uncomfortable.

"Little aunt, why do you have to suffer so much ... "

Concubine Mo spoke firmly,

"Now, I have to live for the Mo family.

I need a child, even an adopted one. "

This was what Mo Jingchen was waiting for.

"Little aunt, you can get out of all kinds of hardships, and you have more than 20 brothers and sisters at home. How about that?"

Concubine Mo finally felt that the bean buns in her hands were no longer fragrant.

"There are still people like this?"

Mo Jingchen said firmly, "Of course there is, Xiao Ye is."

Concubine Mo almost dropped her jaw in shock.

"Him? He is an adult now, should I adopt him?

Besides, if I adopt him, he will become the son of a noble concubine from the son of an official woman.

Wouldn't it be possible to compete with the eldest son of the emperor born to the queen?

Can a son of a horse-riding girl withstand such overwhelming blessings? "

Mo Jingchen's extremely determined tone,

"His Royal Highness Ninth has no biological mother anymore, so adopting him is the best choice.

It’s great that I’m getting older, so I don’t have to worry about raising him. It’s a great thing to have a son for nothing.

When His Highness the Ninth Prince returns from Northern Xinjiang in triumph, he will naturally become a blessing to your aunt and become the greatest strength for you and the Queen to resist.

After all, none of the emperor's nine princes have military merit.

Auntie, you don’t have much time to think about it.

When the report of His Highness Ninth Prince's first victory comes and you ask the Emperor for orders, the Emperor will be overly worried. "

Concubine Mo looked at her eldest nephew's face, which looked so much like his father, and felt inexplicably that this was also her second brother's opinion of her, so she nodded.

"I will ask the emperor for orders when I return to the palace!"

In my heart, I comforted myself:

Today, his guard saved my life. Maybe, we are destined to be mother and son ...

The Northern Expedition army has entered the ice field area, and the vast white field in front of them makes the army lost its way.

The pathfinder came to report that there was no way ahead.

Coach Zhen Ping waved his hand and announced to set up camp on the spot and send more people to explore the way.

Xiao Ye looked up at the noon sun, his face was livid and very dissatisfied.

"Set up camp now. At your rate, it will take you a year and a month to reach the battlefield?"

Zhen Ping is one part respectful, three parts perfunctory, and four parts indifferent.

"Your Majesty Ninth Prince, it's not that I don't want to leave, it's just that there is really no way ahead."

Xiao Ye took out a map from his pocket and looked at it seriously.

"Isn't there a road? I will personally lead the way, and the whole army will follow!"

Zhen Ping stretched his neck to see the map clearly. Xiao Ye immediately put it in his arms and said proudly,

"This is a treasure given to me by my father. How can you see it?"