Light kiss

  Light kiss.

  "I don't believe Mo Jingli would really collude with Nanzhao, it's treason! He wouldn't do such a thing!" Feng Zhiyao gritted his teeth. But Ye Li's words still left a deep impression on him, and if Mo Jingli really did that, the consequences would be unthinkable. "A Yao?" Feng Zhiyao turned to Mo Xiuyao who was lost in thought beside him, hoping to get his agreement. Mo Xiuyao furrowed his brow, seemingly not hearing Feng Zhiyao's words, staring at the map Ye Li had placed in front of him, deep in thought. After a long while, he said lightly: "Mo Jingli's temper is such that if pushed to desperation, who knows what he might do? Feng San, I need information about Nanzhao, the more detailed the better."

  Feng Zhi Yao nodded and said: "I know, it will definitely be delivered to you within half a month. This... should I reveal it to the one in the palace?"

  Mo Xiuyao shook his head and said, "Now that he knows, he can immediately lead his troops south." Mo Jingqi couldn't bear the thought of someone eyeing his throne. If he really knew about this speculation, Mo Jingli wouldn't want to rebel but would be forced to do so.

  Feng Zhiyao asked in confusion, "If Mo Jingli really had such intentions, wouldn't it be better to eliminate him before he gains power?"

  Mo Xiuyao let out a light sigh and said, "If we were to go to war with Nanzhao now, it would only cause the King of Nanzhao and the Holy Maiden of Nanjiang to put aside their struggles and unite against us. As for us, we might be attacked by both Xiling and Beijun at the same time.

  Originally, I wanted to solve either Xiling or Beijun first, but since Nanzhao doesn't want to behave, then... let's think of a way to deal with them first."

  "How is that possible?" Feng Zhiyao and Ye Lili looked at Mo Xiuyao in unison, finding it hard to believe that he had already come up with a solution to deal with Nanzhao in just a short while.

  Mo Xiuyao furrowed his brow and said, "Since the people of Nanzhao are feeling too bored, let's keep them busy. Brother Xu seems to have a close relationship with Princess Tai of Nanzhao."

  Ye Li nodded slightly, and since Xu Qingchen said this in front of them, he must not have any hidden intentions. Mo Xiu Yao raised an eyebrow and smiled: "Since Jing Lei secretly supports the Holy Maiden of Nanjiang, then as the ruler of Da Chu, Nan Zhao has always been on good terms with Da Chu... it's not excessive for Da Chu to provide some support to the royal family of Nan Zhao. Feng San, let's keep Jing Lei's news under wraps for now. No need to let Mo Jing Qi know." Feng Zhi Yao nodded and smiled: "Good idea. However... Mo Jing Qi won't listen to you." In fact, Mo Xiu Yao had no way of offering any opinions to Mo Jing Qi, because no matter what he said, whether it was beneficial or harmful to Da Chu, Mo Jing Qi would absolutely not adopt it. Mo Xiu Yao wasn't worried about this, "There will always be someone who can listen to reason. And there's also the Shui Xue Pass... just in case, we need to have a capable person stationed there. Who is the current general guarding the Shui Xue Pass?"

  "General Yun Qi Guan." Feng Zhi Yao replied.

  "If I'm not mistaken... Guan Jun has never won a single battle in his life." Mo Xiuyao furrowed his brow, although Guan Jun had nothing to do with the Mo family army, he still had some impression of this name.

  Feng Zhiyao raised an eyebrow and smiled: "Actually, he has only fought three battles in his life. The first two were as a deputy general under General Murong, where he gained a lot of military merit by association. The last one was to suppress bandits. Hmm... at Mount Panlong, 800 bandits, he used 5,000 soldiers, lost 1,700, but managed to win in the end. Also, his last battle was already seven years ago. However... what's important is that you and he have a grudge."

  "This king remembers." Mo Xiuyao certainly remembered, in those years Guan Yu led the army to besiege Panlong Mountain, and was so self-willed that he didn't listen to his subordinates' advice. In just three days, more than a thousand soldiers were killed or injured, but they couldn't even touch the edge of the outer perimeter of Panlong Mountain stronghold. Coincidentally, Mo Xiuyao happened to be passing by the nearby area on an errand and went over to take a look. Just in time to hear Guan Yu's arrogant order for the soldiers to use their bodies as shields to launch a strong attack on the mountain stronghold. At that time, Mo Xiuyao's temper was not as well-cultivated as it is now, and he immediately pulled out his whip and whipped Guan Yu severely. Of course, afterwards Mo Xiuyao was also severely punished by his elder brother.

  "Get him replaced. I don't want to see that idiot staying in Su Xue Guan." Mo Xiuyao said.

  "I'm afraid that's not possible, he is one of Mo Jingqi's attendants and also his confidant. I was the one who made Mo Jingqi leave him at Suixue Pass to prevent Mo Jinglei." Feng Zhiyao said with a spread of his hands. Mo Xiuyao gave him a faint glance and said: "Feng San, let that good-for-nothing leave Suixue Pass within a month. I don't care what method you use." Receiving Mo Xiuyao's threatening gaze, Feng Zhiyao immediately put away his frivolous expression and became serious, as if swearing to the heavens, "Yes, Your Highness. I think Mo Jinglei should be very interested in Guan Piao. But...if we replace Guan Piao with someone else, our people will definitely not work out. Mo Jingqi won't feel at ease."

  "General Murong." Mo Xiuyao said thoughtfully after a moment, "General Murong has been staying in the capital for two years now. Although Mo Jingqi says it's to show consideration for General Murong's hard work guarding the border, you and I both know that a military general staying in the capital for too long is not a good thing. It will only dull his edge."

  "Mo Jingqi wouldn't suspect General Murong as well, would he?" Feng Zhiyao asked. Otherwise, General Murong is much stronger than that useless Guan Yu, putting a capable general on idle and using an idiot instead?

  "No, it's just that compared to General Murong, Guan Yu is more trustworthy. You go find a way to bring back Guan Yu, I'll take care of General Murong's matter."

  "No problem, Your Highness."

  After seeing Feng Zhiyao off, the small study returned to its original tranquility. Ye Li lazily leaned back in her chair, watching Mo Xiuyao lower his head to continue studying the map on the desk. After being together for so long, Ye Li had come to understand this man. He seemed to be extremely accustomed to preparing for unexpected events and thought far more than ordinary people did. "Aren't you tired? What if what you're worried about doesn't happen after all?"

  Mo Xiuyao raised her head and looked at her, smiling lightly: "If nothing had happened, it would have been the best."

  "What if you exhaust yourself and there are still things left undone?"

  Mo Xiuyao smiled and put away the map on the table, saying: "I never planned to exhaust myself to death, let alone now that I have Ah Lian's help? Besides... I only do what I should do when I'm still alive. If I really die... then what happens to this world or the Jiangshan of Da Chu has nothing to do with me?" Ye Lian was speechless. Since Mo Xiuyao discovered that she handled accounts faster and better than him, he used the excuse of being unwell to refuse to accept account books again. Whether it was the inner court or the outer court, even the account book of the Mo family army was thrown at her to handle. This also made Ye Lian understand why the imperial family was so wary of the Dingguo King's Mansion. After more than a month, Ye Lian could affirm that the Dingguo King's Mansion might not be richer than the national treasury, but Mo Xiuyao was definitely wealthier than Mo Jingqi. Although the Mo family army was still supported by the court, Ye Lian believed that even if the court did not provide grain and salary for the Mo family army and the Black Cloud Riders, the Dingguo King's Mansion could still support these two armies. Just looking at the account books that Mo Xiuyao threw at him, which were almost covered with gold mines, silver mines, copper mines, and a large amount of land and industry in Da Chu, it was clear. Can an emperor not be envious, jealous, and resentful when he knows he is poorer than his minister? What is the outcome of being rich enough to rival a country? Shen Wansan of the Ming Dynasty set a very good example for later generations.

  Just as the emperor and the empress dowager were engaged in a fierce struggle on the imperial court, General Guan Yun of Snowy Mountain Pass fell off his horse while hunting and had one leg trampled by his beloved horse. This seemingly insignificant incident further strained the relationship between the emperor and King Li. The appointment of the new commander of Snowy Mountain Pass sparked another wave of controversy in the imperial court. However, the Dingguo Duke's estate, which was behind these undercurrents, remained calm and serene, outside the public eye.

  In the elegantly decorated and comfortable bedroom, a man in his fifties sat on the edge of the bed holding Mo Xuyao's hand to take her pulse. The middle-aged man had a refined appearance, but his eyes revealed a hint of sharpness. His eyebrows carried a sense of elegance and pride, making him look more like a wandering swordsman than a doctor.

  "The king said that the prescription opened last year is no longer useful?" The middle-aged man frowned.

  He Daifu, who usually treated Mo Xiuyao's illness, also stood by and added, "That's right, last year's prescription became completely ineffective as soon as winter arrived this year. Mr. Shen, the prince's illness..." The middle-aged man, Shen Yang, furrowed his brow and said, "Let me take a look at the current prescription." He Daifu hastily handed over the latest prescription that Mo Xiuyao had been taking. Shen Yang examined it carefully and raised an eyebrow, saying, "This prescription...is actually quite good. However, I'm surprised that you didn't add any painkillers." Since taking over Mo Xiuyao's treatment, Shen Yang had become familiar with He Daifu, a former military doctor, and naturally understood his medication habits. Only Mo Xiuyao himself and He Daifu knew how painful the prince's illness was when it flared up. He Daifu's heart was usually softer than Shen Yang's, so it was unexpected that he hadn't given any painkillers.

  He Daifu said with some embarrassment: "I did indeed add anesthetic to it, but the princess opposed it so..."

  Shen Yang only then noticed Ye Li, who had been standing silently beside him the entire time. If Ye Li was willing, her presence could be so low-key that it would almost be ignored. So although he knew that King Ding had married a queen this year, he really hadn't noticed what the queen looked like even after entering for so long. Lifting his head to glance at Ye Li, Shen Yang praised: "The queen's decision is not wrong. Without painkillers, King Ding will indeed suffer a bit more, but there won't be any troublesome sequelae left behind. Moreover, the speed of the poison spreading will also be slower than when using medicine, which is why I've always insisted on not using anesthetics. This house has been set up quite well; if things go as expected, King Ding should be able to hold on for another two or three years without any issues."

  As soon as he said this, the faces of the people in the room did not show any joy. Because this indicates that Shen Yang's trip to the East China Sea to find Phoenix Grass was obviously a failure, or that Phoenix Grass had no use for Mo Xiu Yao's body.

  "What about Feng Huang Cao, Mr. Shen?" He Daifu asked with some hope.

  Shen Yang shook his head with some regret: "Phoenix grass is indeed effective against cold poison. However, for the prince's body, it would be very disadvantageous. So, let's wait until the Lianlian fruit is ripe before making a decision. Of course, I will also look for other methods in the next two years." Mo Xiuyao leaned against the headboard and asked calmly: "What are the side effects of phoenix grass on the body?" Shen Yang nodded: "Phoenix grass can indeed make the prince's body better, but it cannot truly eliminate the cold poison. Instead, it uses its own fire poison to counterbalance the cold poison. Once out of control, not only will the cold poison worsen, but new fire poison will also be added to the prince's body. At that time... even if we have the Lianlian fruit in hand, we won't be able to administer the medicine."

  "What's wrong with using fire poison and cold poison to counteract each other?"

  Shen Yang said with a hint of annoyance, "It's true that cold and fire are mutually destructive, but not all medicines with opposing properties can cancel each other out. In fact, most toxins coexist and may even form more unpredictable toxicities." Mo Xiuyao nodded in agreement, "In that case, this trip has been quite tiring for Master Shen. Since so many years have passed, waiting another two years won't make a difference. Master Shen has just returned and is already putting in so much effort, why not take a rest first?" Shen Yang looked at Mo Xiuyao with admiration, nodding his head, "The king's intelligence is unparalleled, I've never seen anyone like him before. Don't worry, Your Majesties, although my skills are not refined enough to cure the king's poisoning, I can guarantee that before the Lianhua flower blooms, I will ensure the king's safety. Tomorrow, I will re-adjust the medicine formula for the king, and since his body hasn't deteriorated excessively this year, he should be fine once the weather warms up."

  Ye Li nodded and said: "Thank you, Mr. Shen. Mo, take Mr. Shen to the guest room to rest."

  Mo Zongguan should have gone out with Shen Yang and He Dafu together.

  The room was quiet, and Mu Xiuyao looked up to see Ye Lian staring at him in a daze, smiling faintly: "A Lian, you don't have to worry, if the cold poison is so easy to cure, it wouldn't have taken so many years. I didn't have much hope to begin with." Ye Lian sat down beside the bed, looking at him and sighing softly: "Still, there's always some disappointment, isn't there?"

  Mo Xiuyao was taken aback for a moment, looking at Ye Li for half a day before sighing and saying, "Is it that obvious?"

  Ye Li didn't speak, Mo Xiuyao stretched out his hand and pulled Ye Li into his arms. Ye Li felt a bit uncomfortable and wanted to push him away, but he gave up the idea in an instant and quietly leaned against Mo Xiuyao, allowing himself to be trapped in his arms. Mo Xiuyao held him tightly, burying his face in the hair that carried a faint fragrance, "Ah Li... I'm not willing..." Mo Xiuyao's voice showed an unprecedented emptiness and despair. Ye Li slightly furrowed his brow, lifting his hand to support Mo Xiuyao's shoulder. He knew that Mo Xiuyao had never been as calm and carefree as he appeared on the surface. If he could really be at peace, then he wouldn't be the current emperor who was still plotting in bed, but a sage who was not far from being a saint.

  "If Father King and Big Brother were still around... If I had just five years, I could have swept away the Western Tombs, and in ten years at most, I would have driven all of the Northern Rong to the northern deserts! By then, there would be no more enemies threatening the peace of Great Chu. Great Chu would truly become a dynasty even more glorious than the previous one. This has always been the long-cherished wish of the successive generations of the Dingguo royal family, and also the wish of our ancestors. Why... why did they do this? Ah Rui... do you know, seven years ago when I first woke up... I was so angry that I wanted to kill all of them right then and there! How dare they... how dare they treat Big Brother like that?!" Mo Xiu Yao tightly hugged Ye Rui, his voice low and tired. "Father King said we had to protect the people of Great Chu, and Big Brother also said that the peace of Great Chu was more important than anything else. But what did they do to us? I told myself back then... even if I could never stand up again, I would still kill them!"

  "But you didn't lay a hand on them, did you?" Ye Li whispered to him. With the strength of the Dingguo royal family, it might not be possible to resist the entire army of Chu in a head-on confrontation, but if they really wanted to go down with a fight and kill a few people, it would have been absolutely no problem. However, Mo Xiu Yao didn't do that even when he was at his angriest.

  Mo Xiuyao fell silent for a moment before speaking in a low voice, "I cannot... The soldiers of the Mo family army and the Black Cloud Riders have been stationed on the borders of Great Chu for generations. I cannot let them bear the crime of treason. If that were to happen... then what would be the point of the sacrifices and perseverance of the Dingguo royal family and the Mo family army over the past hundred years?" Ye Li fell silent, perhaps this was the root of Mo Xiuyao's pain. His intelligence and the power of the Dingguo royal family had allowed him to skip the step of figuring out who his enemies were. He hated the rulers of this country, even more so he hated this country itself. But he could not destroy them with ease, instead he had to protect them. Protecting the people he hated the most... This was a torment for anyone.

  "Ari, one day... I'll kill them. You... will you be afraid of me?" Mò Xiāo asked in a low voice, leaning against Yè Lí's shoulder.

  Ye Li lowered her eyelids and gazed at Mo Xiu Yao's back, softly saying: "You didn't already know, did you? I'm not a timid person."

  "But I know, Ah Lian is a soft-hearted person." Mo Xiuyao said in a low voice with a smile, "If one day Ah Lian finds out that I'm not a good person, it's better if I tell you first." Ye Lian was slightly surprised and took a step back, seeing Mo Xiuyao's focused and gentle gaze on her, "I think whether or not you're a good person has a lot to do with it?"

  Mo Xiuyao gently brushed the hair from her ear, "Of course, Ah Lian is my queen... even if one day Ah Lian discovers I'm not a good person, I still... won't let you leave." Mo Xiuyao smiled, his smile seemingly brighter and warmer than ever before, Ye Lian couldn't help but feel a little dazed. She only felt a faint, warm touch on her lips, as if it lingered for a moment. Then she heard Mo Xiuyao's laughter by her ear, "Ah Lian, I will never let you leave."

  Her lips seemed to still have a slight tingling sensation, and Yelü felt that her usually proud reaction ability had completely stagnated. Ah, did I agree?

  "Her Highness, Miss Murong requests an audience." The blue bird at the door announced in a clear voice.

  Ye Li suddenly stood up, looking at Mo Xiu Yao with a smile on his face and glared at him fiercely. He said to the outside, "Please ask Mu Rong to come to the flower hall, I'll go right away." Qing Luan responded and left, Ye Li hummed softly and turned around to leave. Mo Xiu Yao stretched out his hand to hold her back, looking into Ye Li's angry eyes, Mo Xiu Yao smiled helplessly and said, "A Li, change your clothes before going out." Ye Li looked at her own clothes in confusion, although they were a bit casual, but it shouldn't be too rude to see Mu Rong. Mo Xiu Yao said, "Leng Er must have come with Miss Mu Rong. I'm a bit tired, you go and see him for me." Ye Li saw that Mo Xiu Yao's eyebrows did indeed show some fatigue, and only then remembered that Shen Yang had arrived and caused so much trouble, Mo Xiu Yao although on the surface didn't seem to be affected but his mood must have been fluctuating and feeling lost. His heart softened and he said in a low voice, "I'll go see him, you take a nap."

  Supporting Mo Xiuyao to lie down and tucking him in, Ye Li turned around and went into the inner room to change clothes. Mo Xiuyao lay on the bed watching Ye Li's departing figure, with a faint smile on his lips. Ah Li, your soft heart makes me not want to let go of you. So... even if you don't like me, I won't give you a chance to regret it.

  In the flower hall, Mu Rongting was enthusiastically sizing up the elegant and atmospheric decorations in the grand hall. She saw Leng Haoyu leisurely sitting on one side drinking tea and couldn't help but glare at him with dissatisfaction, saying: "I came to bid farewell to Ah Ling, why did you have to follow me here with your thick skin?" Leng Haoyu smiled good-naturedly: "Ting'er, I also have a bit of a connection with the Crown Prince's wife. You come to bid farewell, can't I come too?" Mu Rongting said somewhat irritably: "Leng Haoyu, I'm only going because my father is going to Yongzhou. What are you doing running around everywhere for no reason? Be careful not to exhaust yourself halfway." Leng Haoyu blinked his eyes, looking at her with a moved expression: "Ting'er is worried about me? Don't worry, for Ting'er's sake, no matter how difficult the journey is, I will definitely persevere."

  "Die, Leng Hao Yu!" Muyong Ting had been entangled with Leng Hao Yu for so many years, but she found herself constantly underestimating the extent of his shamelessness. Her pretty face turned bright red as she stomped her feet in anger. Leng Hao Yu gazed at his fuming fiancée with a good mood, smiling and sipping tea. However, there was a hint of helplessness in his half-lowered eyes. In Ting's eyes, he would always be just a spoiled rich kid who only knew how to eat, drink, and have fun. He could never compare to his older brother in terms of accomplishments or abilities. The only time he felt like he existed differently in her eyes was when she got angry at him.

  "Cough, cough... Murong, who made you so angry that you're throwing such a big tantrum?" Ye Li stepped into the flower hall with a smile, looking at Murong Ting's furious expression. It wasn't until then that Murong Ting remembered this wasn't her own home, nor was it some outside place. It was the Dingguo Wangfu, where many of the capital's nobles tread carefully, and she couldn't help but be startled. She glared at Leng Hua Yu and scolded, "Besides this guy, who else is there? Causing me to lose my manners like this."

  Leng Hao Yu stood up and bowed, "I've seen the princess."

  Ye Li smiled and said, "No need to be polite, Cold Young Master. Please sit down." She pulled Mu Rong Ting to one side and sat down, raising her hand to pinch Mu Rong Ting's still flushed face, smiling and saying, "Mu Rong came to the Dingguo King's residence at this time, is it to bid farewell to me?" Mu Rong Ting looked at her in surprise, laughing and saying, "I didn't expect you to be so well-informed despite not leaving the house. I only received the news yesterday afternoon too. But time was pressing, my father will set off early tomorrow morning, so I had to take advantage of today's spare time to bid farewell to you."

  "Does Murong also want to accompany General Murong to Yongzhou?"

  "Of course," Murong Ting said proudly. "My father went alone to the border, how could I not follow him to take care of him?"

  Ye Li raised an eyebrow and said, "Does General Murong also agree with you going?" Murong Ting was not young anymore, and at the latest, she would have to get married within two years. General Murong was stationed at the border and might not be able to return for three to five years. Murong Ting glanced at Leng Huan Yu sitting on one side, tugging at the braid on her chest and whispering, "Father has already agreed." Originally, Father had indeed disagreed, but Leng Huan Yu didn't know what he said to Father that actually made him change his mind. Murong Ting thought with some jealousy, wondering if she was really Father's own daughter or if that scoundrel Leng Huan Yu was Father's own son. Father had actually listened to his words and changed his mind. She herself had begged for an entire night.

  Noticing Murong Ting's dissatisfaction, Leng Haoyu helplessly rubbed his nose and said: "Wang Fei, actually I also came to bid farewell. I will be heading south soon too."

  Ye Li raised an eyebrow in surprise, "Oh? Is Cold Gongzi also going to Yongzhou?"

  "No, I'm going to Lingshui," said Leng Hua Yu with a smile. "There are some business matters to attend to in Lingshui, and maybe I'll make another trip to Nanzhao. I heard that Xu Da Gongzi is traveling in Nanzhao, if I'm lucky enough to run into him, I wonder if the princess has any messages for Xu Gongzi?" Murong Ting looked at him disdainfully and snorted, "You're still doing business? What successful business have you done all these years except squandering the Leng family's money? How could Cold Uncle agree to let you go out?"

  Leng Hao Yu pulled out a carefree and unruly smile, "Ting Er is right, my old man thinks I'm not capable enough, so he's decided to kick me out and have me make a living on my own."

  "Hmm..." Murong Ting didn't expect that Leng Haoyu would actually be driven out of the house. She had thought that Leng Haoyu would probably rely on his uncle and older brother for support for the rest of his life. Although she disliked Leng Haoyu's mischievousness, thinking about him going to Fengzhou alone in the future made her feel a bit sorry for him, "Uh... if you can't make ends meet, you can come to Suixue Pass. My father's estate should also need many people..."

  "I knew Ting'er still cared about me." Leng Haoyu held his chest, feigning intoxication. Mu Rongting couldn't help but throw a flying dart straight at Leng Haoyu's face. Leng Haoyu slightly tilted his head and with a light flick of his folding fan, deflected the dart into a nearby flower pot. Ye Li covered her mouth to stifle a laugh and pulled Mu Rongting away, saying: "Alright, Mu Rong, I actually have a letter that I'd like to ask Young Master Leng to deliver to my brother. Second Young Master Leng, would you be willing to go to the study with me?"

  Leng Hao Yu stood up and said: "It's an honor for me, Princess Wang invites."

  Ye Li apologized to Murong Ting and called Qingfeng and others to accompany Murong Ting in conversation before inviting Leng Haoyu to go to the study. Murong Ting looked at Leng Haoyu's departing figure from behind, stunned for a moment: This guy, when serious, doesn't seem so annoying after all.

  "Please sit down, young master."

  In the study, Leng Hua Yu's smile, which originally belonged to a young master, gradually disappeared, and his eyebrows also gained a few points of sharpness. He looked like he had changed into a different person, absolutely harmless as before.

  "Now that we know what kind of person Murong likes, why must you deliberately make yourself look like someone she would dislike?" Ye Li asked with some curiosity from behind the desk.

  Leng Hao Yu raised an eyebrow and smiled, his smile tinged with a hint of bitterness. "If it weren't for fate's coincidence, the original Leng Hao Yu would be what people see today." Every family has its own unspeakable secrets, and the Leng family was no exception. Ye Li didn't ask any more questions about Leng Hao Yu's private matters, only saying: "Mu Rong is lively and competitive by nature, destined to like someone stronger than her. Good luck to you."

  "Thank you, Princess." Leng Haoyu smiled and said.

  Looking at the sharp and revealing young man in front of her, Ye Li sighed inwardly. People only saw how Cold Jingyu, the eldest son of the Cold family, was both literary and martially accomplished, and how deeply the Emperor valued him, but no one knew that this young man, who seemed to spend his days indulging in brothels and taverns with his friends, actually controlled nearly half of the industries in the Imperial City. The amount of money that flowed through his hands every day was enough to make any noble family's heart flutter. Ye Li slowly ground the ink, picked up her brush, and wrote a few words. After drying it, she folded it neatly and handed it to Cold Jingyu without even giving him an envelope: "If you see your brother, you can give this to him. If not, it doesn't matter, just deal with it as you please." Cold Jingyu took a glance at it, confirmed that he didn't understand what was written on it, and didn't care, raising his eyebrows and putting the note into his hidden pocket, asking: "Are there any other orders from the King and Queen?"

  Ye Li smiled and said: "Leng Gongzi has always been reliable in handling matters, so I don't have anything else to instruct. However, Mo Jing Lei is a person who might be underestimated by us previously. Leng Gongzi should be careful on this trip, of course, also considering the safety of Murong General. Presumably, Wang Ye agreed to let Leng Gongzi go, also taking into account this aspect." Leng Hua Yu said somewhat apologetically: "Did...Wang Ye agree?" Ye Li looked at him with raised eyebrows and said: "Otherwise, why would I want to talk to you alone?"

  Leng Haoyu's eyebrows flickered with a hint of joy, as he had previously insisted on going to the south. Although Wang Ye didn't fly into a rage, Leng Haoyu still felt somewhat guilty for going against his wishes. Ye Li looked at him and said: "Wang Ye is unwell and has already rested. Since he didn't stop you, it means he agreed with your plan. However, the situation in the south is tense and will only continue to escalate. You and Feng Zhiyao are different from them. Going to the south now is quite risky." Feng Zhiyao now looked like a charming young master, but he was actually someone who had fought his way up from the battlefield since his youth, just like Mo Xiuyao. The situation was also being manipulated in secret. Leng Haoyu controlled vast wealth and it would be easy to attract attention. If Mo Jingli or the Emperor were to notice anything unusual about him, he would likely face deadly danger immediately.

  After hearing Ye Li's words, Leng Hua Yu felt slightly relieved in his heart. "Please rest assured, Your Highness. I will not ruin the king's affairs. A few years ago, I had already thought of doing some small business in Nanjiang, and this time Nanjiang is indeed an opportunity."

  "It's fine as long as Young Master Leng has a plan in mind. General Murong will be setting off tomorrow, and Young Master Leng is..."

  Leng Hao Yu shook his head and said: "I will set off in five days, taking the water route south."

  Ye Li saw Leng Hao Yu's thoughtful expression and didn't say anything else. She just reminded him of a few things before asking him to return to the flower hall with her to see Mu Rong Ting.