Xiao Ye then became worried again:

Alas, Mo Jingchen, you have so many things on your mind all day long, and you worry too much, how can your body be well?

I’ll take you to book this trip to Jiangnan. Let’s treat it as if we’re doing business for our own benefit, traveling around the mountains and rivers, and letting you relax.

Mo Jingchen usually takes a carriage when he goes out. How could he have traveled such a long distance?

He gritted his teeth and walked less than five kilometers. The new shoes were so worn that his feet were lame, and they no longer had the original momentum of the wind under his feet.

Moreover, the sun gradually rose higher and became hotter. It was so hot that I was sweating profusely, my mouth was dry, and I felt tired, hungry and thirsty.

I kept complaining in my heart:

[I’m so tired, I’m going to have a heat stroke]

[My feet hurt so much, I may really not be able to walk back to the capital]

[Can I meet a kind-hearted person who can give me a ride or give me a drink?]

[I'm afraid it won't work. Xiaosi has been following me. He carries a sword and has a stinky face. He likes to kill people with his eyes. No one dares to challenge me ... ]

[It’s over, I’m afraid I’m going to faint and be picked up by him and put back on the carriage]

Xiao Ye heard that the time was almost up, and Mo Jingchen's physical strength must have reached its limit. He bent down and used his thick and powerful arms to catch the man on the horse. He trapped him tightly in his arms, turned the horse's head, and shouted loudly,

"drive!"

The loud and clear voice showed the pride and joy of the winner.

Mo Jingchen sat in front, with a handsome and cold face, saying nothing, still complaining in his heart:

[This fool, do you have any eyesight? Can’t you tell I’m thirsty?]

[I'm still angry. If you don't take the initiative to hand me water, how can I have the nerve to ask you for water? 】

Just as Mo Jingchen thought of this, a water bag appeared in front of him.

[I guess you still have some eyesight]

[Oh, my feet hurt so much. I'm afraid I have blisters and need to be treated. I don't know if Xiaosha has brought my medical kit out.]

The two returned to the team. When Mo Jingchen got on the carriage again, he glanced at Fang Zhengyi:

[What to do with him during the funeral? 】

[In addition to investigating cases, does he do anything else? 】

[Yes, he will also come up with bad ideas! 】

[How brave, dare to bet on the safety of the little fool]

[Bad guy, I have to find a way to shut him up forever! 】

Xiao Ye looked at Mo Jingchen quietly closing his eyes and recuperating, but he was full of murderous intentions and was horrified in his heart:

Mo Jingchen, you are twisting the Buddha beads in your hand and thinking about killing and killing all day long, is that ridiculous?

Things like killing people should be left to me. After all, I'm better at using a knife, right?

However, Fang Zhengyi really cannot be killed ...

Xiao Ye held out a food box, gently bumped Mo Jingchen's hand that was turning the beads with his arm, and said in a slightly flattering tone,

"Jingchen, let's have breakfast?"

[I will eat if you ask me to, don’t I want to lose face?]

[Didn’t you see, am I still angry?]

【Just know how to eat! 】

Xiao Ye sighed,

"Hey, Mo Jingchen, you are sad about the death of Mrs. Chen, so you have to eat.

He is eighty years old, and he goes to heaven to be a god and to celebrate and mourn.

You're so sad, but it's not good to make his old man worried and block his path to immortality, you know? "

Mo Jingchen opened his thin lips lightly and said coldly:

"I am a doctor and I don't believe in ghosts and gods."

[Death is like a lamp going out, the living people are the most important]

[You just sealed the Northern King, and the emperor sent you all the way to support the old lady]

[The intention is not only to give the old lady some dignity, but mainly because I don’t want you to hold the Zhenbei Army too tightly]

[Your Majesty, you want to support Xiaosi to fight Xu Yu, but you are afraid that he will fight too much, so you have taken great pains to compare Xu Yu.]

[Haha, Your Majesty, you really value your imperial power]

[My little aunt is right, you only love yourself! Your son is both a threat and a tool to you]

[Xiao Sha is not in the capital. Will the generals of the Zhenbei Army do anything wrong? I have to stay and help him watch ... ]

Xiao Ye couldn't listen anymore. He really couldn't bear Mo Jingchen to worry about him all the time. He raised his hand and stuffed a piece of osmanthus cake into his mouth, and said in a serious manner,

"Eat quickly. If you get hungry and lose weight, what will I tell my mother and concubine when you come back?"

When my mother-in-law gets angry, she blows pillows with my father. Wouldn’t that kill me?

Mo Jingchen, my life is in your hands, you have to eat more to save my life~"

Mo Jingchen finally opened his eyes, blinked his long eyelashes, and gave him a white eye:

[I don’t know who I learned these fallacies from]

[A bunch of rough guys in the army are talking nonsense. Is there already a phenomenon of human-to-human transmission? 】

Xiao Ye quickly stuffed himself with a mouthful of sweet-scented osmanthus cake to stop his laughter, and squinted at him condescendingly:

An overly delicate face with deep features. Although he was complaining a lot in his heart, his expression was exceptionally gentle.

The inconsistency between what one says and what one thinks is revealed vividly.

Hehe~

Mo Jingchen, why don't you reflect on yourself? It was you who led me astray?

Mo Jingchen chewed the osmanthus cake silently, and he already had an idea in his mind:

[I stole a horse at night and rode back to the capital! ]

[The capital city cannot do without me]

What? Stealing horses?

Mo Jingchen, you are a gentleman, how dare you do such a thing?

He really did whatever it took to help me.

When staying at the inn at night, Xiao Ye stayed in Mo Jingchen's room the whole time and told him a lot about his time in Northern Xinjiang.

The purpose is to reassure Mo Jingchen that the generals of the Zhenbei Army in the capital will not turn against him without his supervision.

Moreover, there is still Wang Feihu, the general who controls the north, sitting in the capital, so there will be no problem.

However, Mo Jingchen's idea of stealing his horse back to Beijing became more and more intense.

"You go back to your room, I'm tired and want to sleep."

Xiao Ye stood up from the table, walked straight to the couch, spread out his long legs and arms, lay down in a big pose, and said with a smile,

"I still have a lot to say to you, so I'll sleep here tonight.

Do you want to sleep inside or outside? "

Mo Jingchen was still angry and still had a bad look towards him.

"I can't sleep while you talk. You go back to your room and sleep."

Xiao Ye made a sad face,

"Oh, Mo Jingchen, do you have to humiliate me?

Where do I have the money to open so many guest rooms? This time when we go out with so many people, we only share a room for two people to save money. "

Mo Jingchen was puzzled.

"Your Majesty, didn't I reward you with a lot of money? One hundred taels of gold, all spent so quickly?"

Xiao Ye raised his lips and lowered his voice:

"Let me tell you quietly, all my money is used to comfort the families of the fallen soldiers and win people's hearts.

Now, I can only feel sorry for you and squeeze in with me. "

Mo Jingchen compromised,

"Then go further in."

[I sleep outside so I can run around in the middle of the night]

Xiao Ye chuckled in his heart:

I'm personally guarding you, but you still want to run away? Where to run?

However, for the sake of caution, Xiao Ye still smoothed out a strand of Mo Jingchen's black hair and tied it into a knot with his own long hair.