The Little Medical Concubine of the God of War

The prefect who was beaten out was all bad. He just felt that his unclear brain was buzzing after being exposed to the sun for a long time. Now the whole brain can't turn around, and he hasn't raised his head. Hearing a voice that seemed to be coming from a distance, the whole person suddenly became ill.

I subconsciously wanted to repeat what I just said, but maybe the sunlight was too venomous, or maybe he didn't want to die subconsciously, and finally the voice turned around.

"The prince, yes... I was wrong. We are loyal to your majesty and loyal to the first emperor."

The few people behind Mo Jinyao looked at the prefect in front of him with cool eyes, and Ji Xiaoyao gave a tut. It was really miserable.

And the soldiers and others kneeling behind the prefect, watching the high prefect in the past look like a dog in front of this man at this time, they were almost loyal to their tails, and suddenly they all shuddered.

Yes, in front of them is the regent, not an ordinary garrison general, he doesn't need to report like anyone else to kill them, and no one can control it.

"Lord, we know it was wrong. You don't look at the face of the monk and the face of the Buddha. Forgive us..." Behind the prefect, a man who looked like the garrison of the Western Capital suddenly squatted his head on the ground.

"Oh, just tell me, where's the monk's face, where's the Buddha's face!"

"Wang... prince, I mean little..."

"Oh, if you don't look at the face of the monk and the face of the Buddha, you can offset the lives of the three thousand soldiers who died in the battle of the Dragon Xiang Army? It's ridiculous!"

Mo Jinyao said that the people on the other side could no longer speak. The meaning of what the Lord Chen said is that they have died so many people and spent so long, this matter cannot be left alone. But what made them even more bitter was that the Long Xiang Army only lost 3,000 people, but they died close to 20,000 people. With such a ratio, who is more aggrieved.

But thinking about it, if they really dared to say it, it would be clear to die.

"Master, you said, as long as you say, we will do our best to help you."

"Try your best?"

"No, no, we will definitely do it for you."

"Okay, then you just kneel here, remember, you are not kneeling this king, you are kneeling these three thousand dead Dragon Xiangjun soldiers!"

After speaking, Mo Jinyao turned back to the city, and the door closed again.

"Master prefect, what should we do this time?"

"What else? Kneel here, is it possible to expect your majesty to send reinforcements to save us?"

The rest of you look at me and I look at you, and they all see a desperate look in their eyes.

"Master Prefect, do you know the woman who is with the Lord Chen?"

"Woman..." The prefect raised his painful arm and slowly wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. After thinking about it carefully, there was indeed a woman beside Mo Jinyao, just the identity of this woman...

"Could this woman be Princess Chen?"

"Impossible, isn't Princess Chen the fool of the prime minister's house? I just saw the woman next to the Prince Chen. She was obviously a very elegant woman. How could she be the concubine of the Yun family."

Before the prefect could speak, one person had already spoken first.

"...Could it be that the woman is the prince's new favorite? But isn't it said that the prince Chen is not close to women?"

"Hurt, you don't know about it, Lord Chen is also a man after all, so how could he not look like a woman..."

"Enough, shut up, let the people in the city hear it, we all can't eat it."

The prefect interrupted them, not knowing what they were thinking, and actually laughed.

…

Yun Ziyue went back to the room alone, looking at the big bed in front of him, he felt sleepy and yawned. He couldn't help but fall asleep. The people who were waiting didn't dare to disturb. The princess who looked at them was just After falling asleep, nothing happened, and then he came out and closed the door.

"The prince, the princess has rested."

Mo Jinyao wanted to come over and ask her to have lunch, but his little girl fell asleep again, feeling soft.

"Understood, you can go down first."

After that, the dignified prince Chen, now gently pushed open the door, it looked like a child, so that the corners of the mothers and maids who were guarding by the side could not help but be stained with a smile, prince I really love the princess, how could it be possible to see the princess in normal times.

And they all know that what their prince hates the most is the lazy people who are so lazy. The prince will be very disgusted as long as he sees it, especially those who don’t do things and sleep in during the day, but they found that since the prince met the princess , This series of standards have all changed.

The princess likes to sleep late, the princess thinks this is cute, the princess is doing politics, the princess thinks this is knowledgeable, the princess likes to go out, the princess said this is lively, but he used to hate such people the most.

Mo Jinyao didn't know what they were thinking, so he threw himself on his little girl, closed the door gently, crossed the screen, saw the person on the bed, and slept very sweetly, just between the eyebrows. Some wrinkles, like dreaming of something bad.

The man stretched out his hand and smoothed the wrinkles between the girl's eyebrows, and did not move, just looking at her peacefully sleeping face, very satisfied.

"Little girl, when will we have a baby?"

Mo Jinyao’s voice was very soft, and he was looking forward to the baby of two people in his heart. This kind of feeling was never before. He didn’t hate children, but he didn’t like them, but if it was a child coming out of her belly. , He must like it.

I don't know how long it took.

"Um..." The **** the big bed heard a soft and comfortable cry. She curled up and stretched out again. When she encountered something slightly cool, she slowly opened her eyes.

The handsome face of the man came into view...

"Woke up?"

"Hmm..." I looked at the sky outside, it should be afternoon, "Why are you here?"

"Come and see my little girl." The man leaned down, and the tall bridge of his nose gently nudged the tip of the girl's nose, very intimate.

Yun Ziyue was very comfortable, squinted, wrapped his eyes around the man's neck, and printed a kiss on his lips. Mo Jinyao got up with the strength of the man, and Mo Jinyao was very helpful.

After washing, I remembered the people kneeling outside the city, "Are they still kneeling?"

Mo Jinyao nodded and walked to sit down.

"If this king hadn't won this war, they wouldn't be kneeling here today. They would have killed the city long ago."

Mo Jinyao was right. With so many soldiers dead in Xiducheng, there was absolutely anger in his heart. If they won, it would be strange not to slaughter the city.

Yun Ziyue didn't say anything, Mo Jinyao had already ordered people to prepare the food.

The two people used the lunch, which can be said to be dinner, and then the crowds kneeling at the gate of the city got up. Not to mention the arrogance of these people at this time, they even had some energy and spirit in the morning. No more.

Mo Jinyao sent people to explore the city of Xidu. After confirming that there were no traps and dangers, he led a large army into the city. Of course, not all the troops. If a city is shot down, people will always be guarded. Therefore, Mo Jin Yao brought only thirty thousand Dragon Xiangjun into the city this time.

It’s just that it’s different from entering the Eastern Capital. Even though the troops in the Western Capital are all on the street, and the civilians are kneeling on both sides of the street, anyone can feel that they are not happy.

"Welcome the prince."

Sure enough, a reluctant voice sounded. Mo Jinyao and Yun Ziyue looked at each other, and they both saw indifferent expressions in each other's eyes. They had expected such a situation. Xiducheng was not like the east. In the capital city, the people here thought that it was because they suddenly attacked that these people would be treated like this. In their eyes, Mo Jinyao was a demon.

Mo Jinyao didn't say anything. He didn't say whether to let them get up or not. Instead, he just got off his horse and walked to the side of the notice on the street. There was a wanted order about him.

With a quick brush, the prefect's face turned pale when he saw the wanted order, and he crawled to Mo Jinyao's feet.

"Master, listen to me. It's really not my post, it's Lin Zhi, he posted it, and he let it be posted."

Mo Jinyao didn't speak, and didn't know what he was thinking.

"go to hell!",

It was at this moment that a figure suddenly rushed out from behind the place where the notice was attached, with a wooden stick in his hand. Yes, it was a wooden stick. This person didn't look like a killer, on the contrary. Like a civilian who can't martial arts.

The prefect seemed to have never expected such a scene to happen. The whole person stayed there. As for the person who rushed out, Mo Jinyao did not take any action. Ye Po had already captured him with one hand and handed him to the soldiers' hands. .

"You let me go, I want to kill him! Devil! You devil!"

Even if the person was caught, he spit out blood foam from his mouth, still looking at Mo Jinyao fiercely, as if Mo Jinyao killed his whole family.

"Who are you?" Mo Jinyao was not angry, but instead spoke to him patiently.

Such a move caused a lot of discussion among the crowd, and they all felt that this person would be broken into pieces.

"Who am I? Of course you don't know who I am. You are a superior lord. I am just an ordinary pariah. How can you know who I am? But have you forgotten? My brother, he Killed by you, saved on the battlefield, killed by you! Ah!"

The man burst into tears as he spoke, his nose and tears flowed down, looking very miserable.

Mo Jinyao was taken aback for a rare moment and looked at the people around him. Sure enough, many of these people showed angry expressions after hearing this sentence, looking at the man in front of them, but most of them were Dare to be angry but dare not speak.

The man smiled, very presumptuous.

"There is life and death on the battlefield. Is it possible that you still expect this king to be merciful and be killed? Why, your brothers and brothers can kill people on the battlefield, and this king and others can't do it? It's really ridiculous. Who doesn't have a family, doesn't this king? Your family is injured, and this king's soldiers are also bleeding on the battlefield! With that said, should this king let you be buried?"

Mo Jinyao’s mood was very unstable, and he was obviously angry. Mo Jinyao’s voice was originally oppressive, but now it is full of infinite anger, making people afraid to speak. This kind of thing, obviously can't empathize.

In their opinion, Mo Jinyao is a terribly bad person. Such a person is damned to kill their relatives. They should kill him. Only in this way is reasonable.

The soldiers of the Longxiang Army have fought for so many years. This is the first time they have heard of such a fallacy. They became very angry for a while. They felt worthless for their princes. The prince sacrificed his life to save the mountains and rivers. , In exchange for the hatred of these people?

For a while, the atmosphere in the city was very delicate.

At this moment, there was a clear female voice, not a gentle voice, but a capable voice.

"Master, it seems that Xidu City does not welcome us, so let's go out, go out... re-enter!"

As soon as this was said, everyone took a breath, and the prefect's face was almost pale and translucent.

"The princess has a point."

When Mo Jinyao heard Yun Ziyue's voice, he suddenly reacted. He can't get angry right now, otherwise, isn't it just what these people wanted? These civilians are unarmed, and they would not dare to do this unless someone instructed them to lend them so much courage.

"Let's go."

Mo Jinyao gave an order, and the soldiers of Long Xiangjun were about to withdraw from the city.

"Lord, no, these are spoilers, don't care about them, we really surrendered, really..."

The prefect is now like a dogskin plaster, dragging Mo Jinyao's trousers, very miserable.

"Master Prefect, how can you do this! Let him fight, can we not beat him?"

The man who was crushed looked at their prefect and kept their enemy with a snot and tears, and his face suddenly became very bad.

He didn't know, this sentence almost angered the prefect. He could beat him. Is he still like this now? If he can play, he will surrender? Where did these people come from so courageous? I don't know how great the world is! If you are able to fight them, don't take him.

"Go away!"

Mo Jinyao frowned, and Ye Po kicked the prefect directly away.

Seeing Mo Jinyao about to go back, the prefect was really frightened.

"You gangsters, gangsters! The prince is your savior. You don’t know if it’s not for the prince’s kindness, now that you are a corpse, and you, who instigated you to make you? Do something like this!"

What Mo Jinyao said didn't work, but what the prefect said was quite useful. After such a roar, a panic appeared on the faces of several people, not civilians, but a few of the soldiers.

Yun Ziyue laughed...