eurekapd Chapter 314 The Disabled Prince's Substitute Princess 27
Chapter 314 The Disabled Prince's Substitute Princess 27
Mo Yang hadn't slept all night.
As for Baili Hongxuan, he himself couldn't tell whether he had fainted from exhaustion or fallen asleep from tiredness.
Originally, Mo Yang planned to go to the North Camp to inspect the soldiers early in the morning.
But Mo Yang was reluctant to let go of Hongxuan, who was unconscious and still leaning against him in his arms.
When it was just dawn, Mo Yang simply put on some clothes and carried the person and the quilt back to their bedroom.
He asked the servants to prepare hot water, washed Baili Hongxuan's body, changed him into clean underwear, and lay back on the bed.
"You have to behave even when I'm not in the palace, okay?"
Mo Yang didn't know if he could hear him, so he just kept reminding him, "Don't lose your temper. Don't fight over a disagreement. How come you don't know how to restrain yourself after so many lifetimes?"
Mo Yang has learned his lesson, but Hongxuan's temper seems to be out of control.
He could even now understand Hongxuan's mentality when he was in heaven, worrying and fearful about him all day long. It was not because he was afraid of getting into trouble, but because he was afraid of getting hurt and then feeling heartbroken when he looked back.
"Mo Yang..."
Baili Hongxuan was already sleeping uneasily, and when he heard Mo Yang's voice, he tried hard to regain consciousness.
"Be good," Mo Yang kissed him on the face, "As long as Hongxuan behaves well, I will never be angry, okay?"
"The brand cannot be exchanged for money..." Baili Hongxuan muttered, then arched his back in Mo Yang's arms and fell asleep again.
Mo Yang smiled helplessly, thinking that he might have really scared Hongxuan last night. He was still thinking about the sign even in this situation.
He originally wanted to force Hongxuan to confess his identity to him, but who knew that this guy would keep his mouth shut and refused to say a single word.
Mo Yang didn't mind that Hongxuan kept things to himself.
What's more, the sign of the leader of Shadow Pavilion is in his hands, so it doesn't matter whether he is honest or not.
"Isn't that stupid..."
The love in Mo Yang's eyes almost overflowed. He stared at Baili Hongxuan with a silly smile and pecked him on the face from time to time.
It was not until the sun was high in the sky outside that Yan Feng could no longer bear it and knocked on the door. Mo Yang reluctantly let go of Baili Hongxuan and got out of bed to get himself ready.
Walking out of the room, Mo Yang met Yan Feng's indescribable gaze of disdain, as well as Mu Qi who wanted to look into the room with curiosity.
Mo Yang pulled Mu Qi back by his collar and glanced at Yan Feng, "Why don't you take care of him? Why do you watch everything?"
Mu Qi was very dissatisfied, "What shameful thing did you do? You are all grown men, why can't I watch?"
"My princess, of course only I can see it. If you want to see it, go see Yan Feng!"
"Why would I look at him?" Mu Qi pouted in disdain. "As for body shape, Brother Feng, both of you are too strong. I like the well-proportioned physique of Master Baili, which is just the right amount."
Yan Feng coughed lightly upon hearing this, and pulled Mu Qi's wrist to stop him from moving. "Stop it, you two are so old, and you're still bickering like children."
As soon as Yan Feng opened his mouth, Mu Qi became much more obedient.
Mo Yang shook his head and reminded her before leaving, "Hongxuan might wake up very late, so you don't need to call him. Just remember to watch him eat."
Yan Feng raised his hand and rubbed Mu Qi's head, and added, "You are not allowed to leave the house."
"I understand." Mu Qi agreed to everything, but he didn't look very happy.
Every time the three of them were about to do something, Mu Qi was always the one who stayed at home, which was so boring.
"Okay, when I'm done, I'll take you to the lantern festival." Yan Feng knew what he was thinking and said a few more words to make Mu Qi happy.
"Really?!" Mu Qi perked up instantly, "You can't lie to me. You missed it last time."
"I won't lie to you." Yan Feng agreed with a smile.
Mu Qi was much happier and had more energy to look after the house.
Mo Yang looked at the two people whose eyes were so sharp that they could make silk threads appear. He gritted his teeth and turned around to leave.
Without Hongxuan, he has become the one being fed dog food...
Mo Yang was wearing a black brocade robe today, with a jade belt around his waist which made him look tall and handsome. In order to show more momentum when inspecting the soldiers, Yan Feng took out the cold sword that Mo Yang had used before and threw it to him.
After leaving the house, Mo Yang held the sword in one hand, jumped on the horse, and his movements were clean and neat, full of vigor and vitality.
Yan Feng followed behind him. The two of them did not try to avoid people. They walked from Prince Zhan's Mansion to the main street, and went to Beidaying in a high-profile manner.
Pedestrians and street vendors suddenly saw two people riding tall horses galloping past on the main street one after another. At first they were just confused, wondering, since the War King's legs were crippled, which general in Sheng Kingdom could have such momentum?
Later, someone shouted, "It's His Majesty the King of War of Sheng Kingdom!"
The people of Shengjing suddenly realized the situation, and then the entire city celebrated together.
It turned out that His Majesty the King of War, who was worshipped as the God of War by the people of Sheng State, had not fallen. He was still the same as before, able to attract everyone's attention as soon as he appeared. Like a symbol of faith of Sheng State, his mere appearance could inspire the people of Sheng State and make them not afraid of any foreign enemies.
The soldiers of Beidaying were more excited to see Mo Yang than the people of Shengjing.
To these soldiers, Mo Yang is like their morning star guardian.
It is out of reach, but it makes people take it as their goal and becomes the reason for everyone to work hard.
Mo Yang had once fallen to the bottom in the eyes of others, but this time he appeared in broad daylight, as if he had been reborn after bathing in blood.
When this person just appears in the military camp, the soldiers' blood boils, as if even if there are thousands of troops in front of them, they can sweep away thousands of troops under the leadership of Mo Yang.
No matter who the other party is, as long as Mo Yang points them in the direction, they are willing to follow him until death.
Mo Yang had the memory of inspecting soldiers in the past, and with Yan Feng watching over him, nothing went wrong in the barracks.
As for the effect, in the Beidaying that day, after Mo Yang, as the commander-in-chief, gave a brief speech, the voices of the soldiers' oaths resounded over the Beidaying.
The deafening slogans seemed to have startled the clouds that day. After half past noon, the clouds above Beidaying were reflected in large patches of fiery red by the setting sun.
The bright colors were just like the current mood of the soldiers in the North Camp, and no one was not encouraged and excited by them.
The news that Mo Yang had entered the military camp was sent to the palace shortly after he left.
Mo Yuan smashed almost everything he could get his hands on.
There was still gauze wrapped around his right index finger, and perhaps because of the intense movement, the gauze was seeping blood from the inside out.
As the emperor of the current dynasty, Mo Yuan was not only angry but also ashamed to be provoked by his own brother.
He was proud and arrogant, and would never admit that he was no match for Mo Yang, but every confrontation seemed to tell him this almost indisputable fact over and over again.
Mo Yuan was blinded by jealousy and wanted to go to Beidaying with a sword in hand, but was stopped by Mo Bin.
Mo Bin was relatively rational. He analyzed the pros and cons and told him the advantages and disadvantages. It could be said that he spoke with great sincerity.
But Mo Yuan wouldn't listen. All he wanted now was for Mo Yang, who had trampled on his dignity time and time again, to disappear from this world.