"I think Xiao Gu is fine," Yu Xiaoxiao told Gu Xingnuo, people who are injured are easily tired, this is a normal phenomenon in Her Royal Highness.
"Gu Xinglang," Xianzong accompanied Mo Wen to Gu Xinglang at this time, and introduced: "The exquisite consort."
Mo Wen looked at Gu Xinglang with the kind of kindness that elders look at juniors, but with the same face as an instructor, this look made Yu Xiaoxiao want to die.
Gu Xingnuo stood up and stood in front of his younger brother. He bowed to Mowen and said, "Gu Xingnuo has seen Master."
Mo Wen received the gift from Gu Xingnuo and smiled: "A sibling is a sibling, Xing Nuo, your younger brother looks exactly like you."
Xianzong glanced at Gu Xingnuo, then at his son-in-law, and felt that the two brothers were nothing alike.
Mo Wen raised his hand and patted Gu Xingnuo on the shoulder, and said, "I was worried about you when I heard that you were imprisoned."
Gu Xingnuo unconsciously ducked to the side, but after all, the person standing in front of him was Mo Wen, and Young Master Gu didn't dare to shake the man's hand on his shoulder.
"Ning Sheng," Mo Wen looked at Xianzong, and said, "I wanted to accept Xing Nuo as a disciple back then, but Xing Nuo and I still have some fate to be a master and a disciple."
Xianzong was in a cold sweat, what else? This kid Gu Xingnuo never told him!
"Don't look at the face of the monk, look at the face of the Buddha," Mo Wen said, "Treat him kindly in the future. It's not easy to find a loyal and capable minister, so you should cherish it."
"Yes," said Xianzong, bowing his head, "I have been taught."
"Xinglang," Mo Wen called out to Gu Xinglang again.
Gu Xinglang raised his head.
Gu Sanshao's eyes were clear and transparent, not like a general who fought on the battlefield, but rather a little naive. Mo Wen reached out and stroked Gu Xinglang's eyes.
"Master," Gu Xingnuo took a step back recklessly, blocking Mo Wen's hand, and said, "My younger brother is injured and hasn't been exposed to water much these days. Master Su Xijie, let my younger brother retreat first. Come down."
Mo Wen looked at Gu Xingnuo.
Gu Xingnuo stood still, with a hint of stubbornness in his expression.
Yu Xiaoxiao pondered on the side, it always made her feel that there was a story in it.
Mo Wen withdrew his hand, lifted Gu Xingnuo's chin, and whispered, "Have you met Wuhuan?"
A person with deep inner strength, but his hands are like ice and snow all year round. There is no temperature at all. A chill seems to have penetrated through the blood and has penetrated into Gu Xingnuo's heart.
"Where did you arrange Wuhuan to live?" Mo Wen asked Xianzong again.
Xianzong thought to himself, ancestors and ancestors, how should I answer
Mo asked Xianzong's words, his eyes fell on Yu Xiaoxiao's face again, and said, "Does the princess know?"
"Oh, this..." Yu Xiaoxiao looked at Xianzong, thinking of Wuhuan's love story, Her Royal Highness felt that she couldn't tell the truth.
Xianzong snorted and said: "Master, Wuhuan National Teacher is the National Teacher of Punishing Ri, how can he be in my Fengtian?"
"You mean Wuhuan is not with you?" Mo asked.
Xianzong looked at Gu Xingnuo and asked, "Is the national teacher Wuhuan coming to my Fengtian?"
"I don't know," Gu Xingnuo said, "I haven't seen Wuhuan National Teacher, very, for many years."
"Master," Xianzong turned his head and said to Mo Wen with a smile, "I didn't even know that you came here. If the Wuhuan National Master really came to me, and no one would report it, I would have no way of knowing."
"Yes," Yu Xiaoxiao maintained her team form and said, "Who is Wuhuan? I have never seen it before, so I have no way of knowing."
Mo Wen let go of Gu Xingnuo and said, "It seems that I made a mistake."
Xianzong was very considerate and said: "Master, if you want to see the national teacher Wuhuan, go to Zhuri to see the national teacher, if not, let the national teacher Wuhuan go back to the temple to see you, is this all okay? "
"Yeah," Mo Wen nodded and said, "I haven't seen him for a few years. I miss this disciple of mine very much."
Xianzong said: "Master came to Fengtian this time, is it for the young master?"
"What?" Mo asked, "Ning Sheng knew that something would happen to Fenglin?"
"No," Xianzong said hurriedly: "I really didn't expect that there are still people in this world who dare to assassinate the young master. Don't worry, Master, I will definitely not forgive this murderer lightly."
"Leave the murderer to me," Mo asked, "I want to see what kind of person he is who hurt my young master of Yongsheng Temple."
"I listened to the master," Xianzong nodded and agreed without thinking about it. He didn't care whether Zhao Qiuming lived or died, and Zhao Qiuming's daughter had nothing to do with him. "Master, let's go to the main hall to talk," Xianzong asked Mo Wen to follow him.
"Here?" Mo Wen pointed to the trees and people on the ground.
"It's just a trivial matter," Xianzong stretched his hand forward, asking Mo Wen to go first, and said, "Master, please, I haven't seen Master for many years, but when I see Master today, Master is still the same as before, and it has not changed at all."
Mo Wen walked side by side with Xianzong and said with a smile: "The years are not forgiving, how can I not grow old?"
Xianzong glanced at the host of Yongsheng Temple. He saw this person when he was five years old. This person is like this. Now he has become an emperor and his daughters are married. This person is still what he saw when he was five years old. Eternal life, Xianzong thought in a panic, could this person really be immortal
"Your Highness?" Gu Xingnuo called Xianzong from behind, you should not ask, what should we do
"Linglong and Qinghui go back to the manor," said Xianzong, "the matter here, Xingnuo, you are in charge."
"The minister obeys the order," Gu Xingnuo gave the order.
Mo Wen turned around and glanced at Gu Xinglang again.
At this time, Gu Xinglang raised his right hand and rubbed his swollen temple, looking tired.
Gu Xingnuo stood in front of Gu Xinglang again without a trace.
Mo Wen followed Xianzong all the way to the south without looking back.
Yu Xiaoxiao looked at the way her father was talking to Mo Wen, and said to Gu Xingnuo, "My father is like a grandson in front of Mo Wen, and Mo Wen will kill him?"
Gu Xingnuo looked at Yu Xiaoxiao and forced a smile, then squatted down and asked Gu Xinglang, "How is it? What's wrong with your body?"
Gu Xinglang said, "Brother, I'm really fine, why didn't you tell me, Mo Wen, who wanted to accept you as a disciple?"
Gu Xingnuo whispered: "It's not a good thing, what am I going to say about this?"
"Yes," Yu Xiaoxiao also squatted down and said, "That person can be pretended at first glance, and the apprentice of such a person must be unhappy." Wuhuan is a bloody lesson.
"Xinglang," Gu Xingnuo put his hands on his younger brother's knees and said, "Go to the study, Xiaowei is waiting for you there, and you both leave the palace immediately."
"Okay," Gu Xinglang promised his elder brother.
"Let's go eat," Yu Xiaoxiao immediately suggested.
"Princess, go and tell Wu Huan to leave quickly," Gu Xingnuo twitched the corners of his mouth, almost whispering to Yu Xiaoxiao, "Tell him, Mo Wen is also in Fengtian, let him leave quickly."
"He still doesn't let Wuhuan go?" Yu Xiaoxiao said in surprise.
"Let him catch, Wuhuan will definitely die," Gu Xingnuo looked at Yu Xiaoxiao with a sincere expression, and said, "Mo Wen's subordinates are very powerful, you must not let them follow you to find Wuhuan."
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