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Chapter 153, the emperor has taken the wrong medicine!

"Is the emperor eating the wrong medicine? How can he seal you as a marshal! You are a woman!" Night Junqing looked at the imperial decree in his hand, and the whole world was like a top.

"Isn't the prince heard the words of the eyebrows?" Yao Mo expected that the night Junqing would be such a reaction, and his expression would be calm.

"Don't tell this king, the emperor is because the scarf does not let the eyebrows say this, only to seal you as a marshal!" Night Jun Qing hate to look at Yao Mozhen. Even if he knew that Yao Mozhen was unparalleled, he could not accept the fact that she became her commander.

"Whether the king is willing or not, Goyang and his party, you have to listen to Mo Zhen, otherwise..." Yao Mozhen said nothing.

"How else?" Night Jun Qing looked not angry.

"Otherwise, Mo Zhen will kill the prince's trousers and be a public blame. Wang Ye is not afraid of pain, isn't he still afraid of shame?" Yao Mo 婉 said leisurely, and suddenly realized that today's breakfast is very delicious.

Facts, as Yao Mozhen said, no matter whether the night Junqing is willing or not, Yao Mozhen will start from the Imperial City as a military commander.

On the day of departure, the people of the entire Imperial City came to watch. Chang'an Street was surrounded by water. Most of the girls in the slogan were the faces of a long night, even if it was not the marshal's armor, the night was still clear. It is the most beautiful scenery in the entire team.

Under the silver-white armor, the face is just as cold and cool, the eyebrows are eye-catching, the ink is light, and on the horseback, the night is clear and the silver gun is in the hands of the monarch, which is quite different from the gentle and elegant in the weekdays.

In the middle of the team, Yao Mozhen took a golden armor and sat on the chariot with eight horses. He was a Buddha, and he was more luxurious and less powerful. In addition to the eyes of those innocent girls who have been following the shift of the night, the eyes of most people have fallen on Yao Mozhen.

"Looking at the model, it is actually an embroidered pillow!" Passerby A.

"Looking like an embroidered pillow, there is actually a pile of fodder inside!" Passerby B sighed.

"The forage is still somewhat useful, and you have a problem with the metaphor!" Passers-by said that Yao Mozhen is not as good as a pile of fodder. The entire imperial city, and even the entire big Chu who does not know the emperor's favorite woman, today Yao Guifei is a fool! Let a fool be a marshal, not the top of the emperor is wrong, that is, the world is crazy.

On the glittering chariot, Yao Mozhen sat in a leisurely manner, and the clear glimpses swept over the people or disappointed or disdainful eyes, and his heart was filled with emotion.

The night game is really a hundred secrets. He only thought about how to get rid of the night Junqing, but he never thought about it. Let a fool be a marshal, not only lost his military heart, but also lost the hearts of the people. He did nothing like self-destruction of the Great Wall. And this expedition will be a crucial step for her to enter the throne for the night.

The marching team left the imperial city in a mighty manner and headed for Goyang. Before leaving, Yao Mozhen left Liu Xing in the palace. Whether it was Yao Suzhen or Yao Xiangfu, there must be someone to pay attention. In view of Yao Suzhen’s madness, Yao Mozhen deliberately left the quicksand to protect Liu Xing. The last time Tingyue was injured, Yao Mo has been stunned. She secretly vowed that she would treat her with all her heart.

The team left the Imperial City and encountered a heavy rain in two days. The night priests and the army stopped the march and set up tents in the woods passing by.

Under the military order, the entire forest took less than a quarter of an hour to set up hundreds of tents. Among all the tents, Yao Mozhen’s tent was the most luxurious, the suede brocade roof, the drooping crystal tassel, and the tea set incense burner. The soft couch has everything you need, just like a miniature palace.

"The Niangniang, Sue Prince said that he would study the marching route, and there is no time to come." At this moment, Tingyue just ran back from the tent of Junqing, and originally returned.

"So it's true that your younger brother has no sentiment. It's a good time to enjoy the tea. It's a good time to enjoy the tea. The most important thing at the moment is that Mo Zhen has lost the beautiful scenery." Yao Mozhen looked at the opposite red dress. Yan Nanzhen, but helplessly shake his head.

"Cough cough... Your child's mood is really special, the average person can't really keep up." Yan Nanzhen listened to the buzz of the tent outside the rainstorm, sincere comments.

"Go and tell the Prince, this is the military order. If he does not come, the Marshal will personally hit his board!" Yao Mozhen does not care about Yan Nan's embarrassment, and turns to look at Tingyue. When Ting Yue led his way out of the tent, Yao Mozhen added another sentence.

"Remember to remind him that he took off his pants and snored!" Yao Mo's remarks made Yan Nanzhen, who was sitting opposite, messy, and his little brother had a miserable day. Ever since, it was a matter of compensation for his hard life.

Yao Mozhen’s move really worked. Less than half a cup of tea, the night Junqing appeared in front of Yao Mozhen and Yan Nanyu at a speed of thunder.

"Do you have something to look for in this king?" Night Junqing suppressed the anger of his heart, trying to make his tone sound normal enough, but it was extremely abnormal in other people's ears.

"It's the meaning of Nanxun, Mo Zhen is just a message." Feeling the night of the eternal anger, Yao Mozhen leisurely took the cup, deliberately with the angry night Jun Qing Yan Yan Yan.

"Hey!" Yan Nan slammed and felt that Yao Mozhen’s practice of transferring contradictions was not very kind.

"You don't want to see him? Then Mo Zhen let him go back!" Yao Mozhen did not care about Yan Nan's horrified gaze.

"Well, I want to see him, I have nothing to do with you. Keke... Junqing, Feng Yihan has arrived in Xiantai yesterday. This person can't deal with it. If you are not sure, I can help. You get rid of him!" After learning that the night of the game was released by the night, Yan Nanzhen found it here for the first time. He decided to believe that this was a plot of the night game.

"No!"

"No!" Night Junqing and Yao Mozhen almost refused in unison.

"Why?" Yan Nan 笙 疑 看 看 看 , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , ,

"Before the battlefield, the king is not afraid of anyone! You are doing this, it is an insult to Junqing!" The word of the night is clear, and the glory of the sharp, like the lake, shows his past style.

"Why is that refusal?" How did Yan Nanxuan forget the temper of the night Junqing? He should play it first, and this time it’s a trick. If it’s a cold now, the night will be on his head. on.

"Because the Supreme Prince is not afraid of anyone on the battlefield!" Yao Mozhen repeated the words of the night Junqing. She admits that this sentence is extremely sincere, but it falls into the ears of the night Junqing, but it is like a sly word, so that after Yao Mozhen finished speaking, he got a night of resentment.

"You sure that this matter does not require me to intervene?" Yan Nanzhen is here with the savior's mentality, but after seeing the night Junqing and Yao Mozhen shake their heads at the same time, the eggplant that suddenly hits the frost, is extremely wrong. .

So even if there was a downpour outside, Yan Nanxuan left without hesitation, watching the red dresses mess in the storm, Yao Mozhen was quite emotional, Yan Nan is a good man! Maybe she should consider returning Yin Xue to him? However, Yao Mozhen was born with such an idea, and there are tens of thousands of elves screaming in the ear, you are stupid! You are stupid!