The Little Medical Concubine of the God of War

Yun Ziyue softened a bit fiercely, everyone was terrified, and it was not appropriate to want to step forward to support, but Yun Ziyue stabilized his mind and sighed secretly, this body is still too weak, if it was before , Even if she was fighting all day, she would not feel the slightest fatigue, but now, it is more than half a day of work, just fighting a few ghost kids, there is a kind of dizzy posture...

"Princess, how are you?"

The secret guards are blaming themselves for a while. No matter how powerful the princess is, she is only a woman after all. How can she be able to sustain such a day's fatigue?

Yun Ziyue waved her hand, "It's okay, let's go."

...

When we arrived at Mo Jinyao’s residence in Yingcheng, the man hadn’t returned yet. Such a big event happened in Yingcheng. It is now when the dragons are without a leader. If we can’t comfort the people, something will happen sooner or later, even though Mo Jinyao said she doesn’t want to manage it anymore. Heavenly Sage’s things, but this man is a cold-hearted lord, he will still take care of things like this.

Yun Ziyue went to the house by herself, sat in front of the mirror, looked at the broken clothes on her left shoulder, a chill flashed in her eyes, no matter what the ghost family's conspiracy, they failed in the 24th century. , Now they don’t even want to succeed!

Faces flashed in his mind, all of them from the Guifang family, familiar but disgusting.

Putting his hands on her shoulders gently, and rubbing them slowly, Yun Ziyue just wanted to subconsciously give him a shoulder slam, and suddenly smelled the familiar, clear breath, and suppressed it. Thinking of the instinctive reaction of the body, I looked up in the mirror and saw the familiar face.

Yun Ziyue closed his eyes and leaned on the man in a relaxed manner. Mo Jinyao didn't speak, but rubbed her shoulders for her one after another. He suddenly saw the clothes with a small tear on her shoulders. After a while, he continued to press her shoulders.

The two stayed like this for a long time, until the mother knocked on the door and asked them if they wanted dinner.

Yun Ziyue just got up from Mo Jinyao, stretched lazily, rubbed his eyes again, her voice was a little lazy when she woke up, and she looked much better than before.

"Little girl, are you going to eat?" Mo Jinyao asked Yun Ziyue softly.

"Um... well, let's go."

Yun Ziyue was not fully awake yet. Although she only slept for a short while, it was such a short while that made her feel very comfortable, and her fatigue was reduced a lot. Is it because of this man?

This mother was the mother that Ye Po had invited from outside. Although the food was not as good as the chefs in the palace, it was considered to be delicious, and the two of them ate half full.

The medicinal materials are all in the mansion in Jiangnan. The two plan to go back tomorrow. As for the arrested prefects and others, they will parade the streets and ask them at the market tomorrow. The people in Yingcheng have basically been comforted. The new officials have been appointed, and Yingcheng's life will be on the right track immediately.

"Ayao, what's the matter with the Tucheng...what's going on today?"

After thinking for a long time, Yun Ziyue still planned to ask this question. She believed him and wanted to know him.

Mo Jinyao was lying on the bed, holding Yun Ziyue's hand tightly, sinking into the memory.

Just eight years ago, Mo Jinyao led the Long Xiang army through all the thorns. Even if the Nanling army occupied part of Jiangnan's territory, it didn't take long for Mo Jinyao to drive these dogs back to the other side of the river. It was at this time that something happened...

Eight years ago

They had just won the battle, and as usual they were going to visit the city.

"Master, how do your subordinates feel that the people in this city are not normal?" Ye Po rode on a horse, followed behind Mo Jinyao's horse, and looked at the sparsely few people on both sides of the street. Everyone looked like seventy-eighties. Generally speaking, the action is slow and the walk is difficult.

Mo Jinyao had noticed it a long time ago, or when he entered the city, he clearly felt that there was no living person in the city, and everyone seemed to have no soul.

Intuition tells him that this is definitely not a good thing.

"The army behind, stop advancing and withdraw all!" Mo Jinyao made a countermeasure for the first time.

An order was given, although I don’t know why the prince gave such an order, but no one refuted it, and he evacuated very orderly and quickly. After a short time, the mighty army was withdrawn and the city gate was clean. Closed tightly, only Mo Jinyao and two thousand Longxiangjun cavalry remained in the city.

It's just that all the horses were also taken out of the city. Mo Jinyao walked on the street in the city, with the sword in his hand already out of its sheath, and slowly walked into the people with their backs to him. No one expected those people. He would suddenly turn around, saying something in his mouth, but he couldn't hear anything in the closed mouth.

"Lord!" Suddenly, Ye Po rushed out from the side, the sword in his hand had gone out, and it was stabbed directly on a person who rushed over. The person fell straight to the ground, his whole person convulsing.

When everyone walked in, the person looked at Mo Jinyao and Ye Po and smiled, "Thanks...thanks... Wang..."

Before he finished speaking, there was no breath. Everyone took a closer look, and the man's eyes were already grayish-white, and his face was blue-grey, completely not what a human should have...

At this moment, a person appeared by Mo Jinyao's side, and Ye Po was startled, and he was relieved after seeing the person who came.

The person here is a little old man with white clothes and white hair, and a gourd hung around his waist. The whole person looks like an immortal bone, but anyone who knows him knows how inconspicuous this little old man is, but that's it. The indifferent little old man taught Mo Jinyao such a very reliable apprentice, this person is Ling Xizi.

"Old man, why are you here?" Mo Jinyao asked directly, isn't this old man planning to travel around the world? Why are you back?

"Smelly boy, no big or small, I'm your master!" Ling Xizi scolded with a smile, but he was obviously used to this name.

He glanced at the people around him, his expression was a little serious, and said, "Kill them all."

Ok? !

Ye Po and the soldiers were shocked, but the prince's master would have said such words.

Mo Jinyao also frowned and looked at him. Although he was only seventeen years old, he knew that although this old man was not a person with a world in mind, he was definitely not a murderer of innocent people.

Before they could ask questions, Ling Xizi told them, “Look at these people’s eyes, which look like normal people. These people are probably all caught by the ghost’s Gu technique and can’t be saved. You Think about it for yourself, do you continue to make these people suffer, or just now, kill them and free them."

Everyone looked at me, I looked at you, and finally looked at their prince.