The Cry of the Phoenix Which Reached the Ninth Heaven Chapter 154: Mo Wan is the marshal
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Chapter 154 Mo Wan is the Marshal
"Do you really think this king will win this battle?" When Yao Mowan turned his gaze back, Ye Junqing was looking at her solemnly, with faint expectation in his eyes.
"Very sure!" Yao Mowan nodded without hesitation.
"Why?" Ye Junqing's eyes shone brighter and brighter.
"Because Mo Wan is the marshal." Yao Mowan's words were immediately exchanged for the thunder billowing outside the tent. Ye Junqing felt that there was really no way to talk to Yao Mowan, so he flung his sleeves and ran away. He didn't hear Yao Mowan's next words at all, "Because you are a pioneer..."
It took almost half a month to leave from the imperial city to Geyang. During this period, except for the delay of the rainstorm, the actual marching time is only ten days, which is five quicker than Yao Mowan expected. Japan, this alone is enough to prove that Ye Junqing's analysis of the marching route is accurate and correct. That's how the so-called Shuai should be.
At this moment, Yao Mowan had already slept in the Geyang Hotel for the sunrise and sunset. It was not until Ye Junqing, who had settled in the army, returned to the hotel, that Yao Mowan stretched out and got up from the bed.
"Manny, dinner is ready." Tingyue, who had been guarding outside, heard the master's call and pushed in immediately.
"Well, did Prince Su come back?"
"I have come back. I just sent General Du Zhan stationed in Geyang." Tingyue picked up the comb and stroked Yao Mowan's ink hair.
"Comb a bun suitable for this hairpin." Yao Mowan languidly walked to the dressing table, opened the drawer and took out the Phoenixtail Yaoxian hairpin to Ting Yue. Tingyue obeyed her fate, and then carefully dressed Yao Mowan.
After the time of Yizhuxiang, Yao Mowan came to the main hall of the hall belatedly. At this moment, Ye Junqing had waited for almost half an hour. Originally, Qingtian’s face was not visible, and the thick cloud grew a little thicker. Floor.
"You marshal is so good! Sleep for a while! It's dawn again!" Ye Junqing didn't want to complain, but couldn't help it. From the age of 11 to the present, he has experienced big and small During the battle, I have followed many marshals, and I have never seen a marshal as irresponsible as Yao Mowan.
Whether it's setting up the formation, or sending troops to meet, the marshal must decide. Yao Mowan is better. If you sleep, you will have to make military orders. If you interrupt, you will be dealt with by military law.
"Really? I'd better sleep for a while." Yao Mowan walked to the table with Ping Ting's steps, and when she sat down, she saw Ye Junqing walking over with a stack of rice paper.
"These are the documents for dispatching troops and generals. They need to be stamped. Bring the handsome seal!" Ye Junqing said angrily, and then placed the documents in front of Yao Mowan.
"The prince is not going to let Mo Wan finish eating these things?" Yao Mowan looked at the table full of delicacies, and felt a little hungry.
"Seal first!" Ye Junqing's tolerance has reached its limit.
"Ting Yue, just find anything to replace the Shuai Yin." Yao Mowan leaned lazily on the back of the chair, glancing at the table legs, Ye Junqing was suspicious, and followed Yao Mowan's gaze. Looking at it, when the handsome seal carved by white jade was placed under the table legs, that handsome face was as black as charcoal.
"Yao Mowan!" Ye Junqing abruptly got up and roared sharply. His eyes looked at Yao Mowan as if breathing fire. In Ye Junqing's eyes, Shuai Yin was more sacred and inviolable than Yuxi, and Yao Mo However, Wan regards him as a divine object so bad, Shuai printed it to her, it is really a violent thing!
"It's so loud, so scared Mo Wan doesn't know what to do. Tingyue, quickly help the palace go back to rest, dizzy." Yao Mowan said, touching her forehead.
"It's the king's fault, how can you be willing to stamp it?" Ye Junqing sighed hard, swallowed all his indignation back into his stomach, and then looked at Yao Mowan with a cold expression. The matter is now, what else can he care about, besides, he urgently needs Yao Mowan to stamp the document.
"Wang Ye smile and have a look?" Yao Mowan raised her eyebrows and looked at Ye Junqing, her eyebrows crooked.
"Can't laugh!" Ye Jun said coldly, he just wanted to cry now. Seeing that Ye Junqing had tolerated it to the limit, Yao Mowan expressed compassion and did not continue to tease, but took the Shuai Seal handed over by Ting Yue and stamped it on the document one by one.
In fact, what Yao Mowan did was not entirely to ridicule Ye Junqing, but to create a false impression so that his actions would satisfy Ye Hongyi, who is far away in the imperial city. Based on her understanding of Ye Hongyi, Ge Yang must have secret envoys reporting to the imperial city about the movement here. Of course, with Yin Xue, those secret envoys can't get close to the palace.
"It's finished, now the prince is satisfied." When Yao Mowan handed the seal to Ting Yue, Ye Junqing already took the document in his hand. Just when Ye Junqing was about to leave, he suddenly found the Phoenixtail Yao fairy hairpin on Yao Mowan's bun.
"This...Why is this on your head?" Ye Junqing clearly remembered that he had thrown it into a dry well not far from Guanju Palace.
"Fortunately, the thing that Mo Wan gave to the prince is just a fake, otherwise if such a precious thing is buried deep in the dry well, it is really regrettable!" Yao Mowanyu fingered the Fengwei Yao fairy hairpin and said with joy.
Ye Jun heard the sound, three black lines floated on his forehead, gritted his teeth and looked at Yao Mowan.
"It's just a fake that you gave to this king?" Ye Junqing was shocked, but he cursed Yao Mowan ten thousand times in his heart. There is no lower limit for black belly!
"Of course it's fake, the prince didn't see it?" Yao Mowan's innocent appearance at the moment is already immune to Ye Junqing. At this moment, Ye Junqing was suppressing the extreme anger in his heart. He wished Yao Mowan was a man so that he could vent unscrupulously!
"Actually, if the prince wants to do it, Mo Wan will not fight back, but... is the prince sure that he can beat Yin Xue?" Yao Mowan seems to have penetrated Ye Junqing's thoughts, and worsened the situation. Tao.
At this moment, Ye Junqing took a deep breath, forcing himself to comfort him with the words that men do not fight with women. Well, he admitted that he was not Yin Xue's opponent. Just when Ye Junqing turned and wanted to run away, he suddenly heard a meow.
"Xiaoyou? You also brought a cat!" When she saw a snow-white kitten squatting at the door, Ye Junqing's slightly calm heart suddenly boiled, and she thought it was for pastime What!
"So Siqing's sister is called Xiaoyou?" A clear voice sounded leisurely, followed by a fragrant fragrance floating, the **** general who came with white clothes like walking on the moon suddenly appeared at the entrance of the main hall. .
Junyi's facial features are sharp and angular, jade-like face, bright eyesight, under the tall bridge of the nose, the lips are pouting, and Feng Yihan slightly leaned over and hugged the kitten named Siqing Step into the main hall and walk towards Ye Junqing leisurely.
"Prince Su, long time no see!" Not caring about Ye Junqing's shock at the moment, Feng Yihan then turned around and walked over to Yao Mowan and sat down.
"As soon as Yihan got the news that Concubine Yao would be coming, she got up and took Siqing to Xiantai. But Concubine Yao made Yihan wait. It was clear yesterday that Yihan had to stay till tonight." Feng The complaint between Yi Han's words made people sound extremely ambiguous. At this moment, Ye Junqing, who was about to run away, temporarily changed his mind and turned and sat back to Yao Mowan's other side.
"You called him?" Ye Junqing couldn't wait to ask an obvious question.
"King Qi has a heart. Mo Wan really didn't expect King Qi to come to Xiantai personally and bring Siqing." Yao Mowan ignored Ye Junqing's problem and immediately stretched out his hand to hold Feng Yihan in his arms. Siqing's embraced him and gave him a hard kiss.
"Yihan will not miss any opportunity to meet with Mo Wan." Feng Yihan's thin lips raised lightly and said warmly. Yao Mowan lifted her eyes and scanned Feng Yihan's eyes. Those eyes were as bright as flowers, and they no longer had the sadness and forbearance of the time.