"Yes." General Murong nodded and turned his attention to another person in the tent - Murong Hongyu.
Murong Hongyu, who was sitting at the table reading the military book, noticed his father's gaze, raised his head, glanced at the two people already standing at the door of the tent, and said in a calm voice: "I won't go, you can go on your own."
“…”
General Murong immediately glared at him with an expression of hatred, and then without saying a word, he took Mo Xiuzhu and went out.
The two of them walked all the way to Ye Qiqi and Mo Hanqing's tent. As soon as they got closer, they saw the patrolling soldiers planning to salute them.
General Murong quickly gestured towards them, telling them to get out of the way.
The soldiers were startled for a moment, and then retreated quietly.
The night is already dark.
There was a bonfire crackling in the military camp.
Mo Xiuzhu raised his head and glanced at Ye Qiqi and Mo Hanqing's tent.
There was a faint light of fire inside the tent, and it looked like there was someone there.
General Murong approached Mo Xiuzhu and lowered his voice: "It seems that His Highness is still in the tent."
"Maybe it's just candlelight." Mo Xiuzhu thought for a moment and whispered, "We still have to get closer and take a look."
"Let's go." General Murong nodded, and after saying something to Mo Xiuzhu, he lowered his body and cautiously approached the tent.
In the tent.
Ye Qiqi and Mo Hanqing were listening to the movements outside with alert expressions.
"It's coming, it's coming!!" Ye Qiqi reached out and tugged on Mo Hanqing's sleeves and whispered to him.
"I heard it." Mo Hanqing responded calmly.
"Then let's start??" Ye Qiqi asked him with a wicked smile.
"Are you sure..." Mo Hanqing hesitated for a moment, still feeling that her proposal was a little unreliable.
"OK, sure, come on!" Ye Qiqi stretched out his hand and dragged Mo Hanqing back to the center of the tent, coughed twice, and suddenly said loudly: "Your Highness... don't do this, it's not good..."
“…”
Mo Hanqing looked at her with black lines on his head, his thin lips moved, but in the end he couldn't say a word.
Ye Qiqi raised his head, staring at him with a pair of big black and white eyes, and stretched out his hand to tug on his sleeves.
“…”
After Mo Hanqing was silent for two seconds, he finally said helplessly: "It's okay."
"But, this is a military camp after all..." Seeing that he finally spoke, Ye Qiqi immediately continued: "There are so many patrolling soldiers coming and going here."
"Yes." Mo Hanqing responded lightly, and then continued: "If you are worried, I will ask them to retreat."
Mo Xiuzhu and Murong Hongyu walked closer to the tent, stopped for a moment, and then quickly turned around to find a place to block their own figures.
The next second, the two of them saw Mo Hanqing walking out of the tent and whispering something to the guard standing at the door. The guard nodded and retreated with the others.
"What are they going to do?" General Murong looked at Mo Hanqing's tent with a vigilant look on his face, and evacuated all the guards. This was the rhythm of preparing to escape! !
"I don't know..." Mo Xiuzhu shook his head. Seeing Mo Hanqing return to the tent, he quickly walked towards the tent with General Murong.