Shi Qingxue hid forward, but Mo Junhao's hand followed him like a shadow. She didn't even have a chance to fight, so she fell asleep.
The petite body fell forward, and Mo Junhao stretched out his hands to take the person into his arms, but a long arrow shot out of the air, forcing him to lean back.
By the time he sat back on the horse, Shi Qingxue had already fallen into the hands of a man in black.
"Damn it, if you dare to hurt her, I will make you and your master die without a burial place!" Mo Junhao drew out his sword and looked at the person who came out of the robbery with cold eyes.
This was the first time that Mo Junhao showed his murderous intent. If anyone else had seen it, they would have shuddered.
Just a bystander.
The man in black hugged Shi Qingxue and sat firmly on the horse. He glanced at Mo Junhao, said nothing, and wanted to leave while riding the horse.
This was the first time that Mo Junhao was ignored so completely. He suddenly became angry and swung his sword to slash at the opponent. However, the opponent pulled out a long whip from nowhere. Before he could see clearly, the whip had been swept away. The sword in his hand.
The man in black had already walked several steps on horseback to keep the distance between the two sides.
"Mo Junyang!"
Mo Junhao had a flash of inspiration in his heart and suddenly shouted out.
The man opposite finally responded—paused for a moment, even looked back at him—but then turned to leave.
Mo Junhao was relieved but at the same time he was even more unwilling to let go. He jumped in front of the horse and asked, "Where are you taking Qingxue?"
"It has nothing to do with you." The man in black, Mo Junyang, spoke coldly, not changing his attitude at all because the other party saw through his identity.
"I saved her, I won't let you take her away!" Mo Junhao protected everyone along the way, almost losing his life. No matter who came, he would not allow others to get there first.
Mo Junhao struck at Mo Junyang with his bare hands. The latter jumped off his horse and gradually distanced himself from the former without making any move.
"Hmph, if you don't fight me, you'll be even less able to take Qingxue away."
Mo Junyang still did not take action and said calmly: "She will not be willing to return to Beijing."
Mo Junhao was stunned and stopped moving, "Then where are you taking her?"
Mo Junyang did not answer, but the answer was self-evident.
"Are you crazy?" Mo Junhao's eyes widened in surprise. He didn't believe that the other party didn't know the current situation in Qingluo Mountain.
No matter which one of them goes, they will die!
Mo Junyang didn't respond. Seeing him stop, he mounted his horse again and said, 'Are you done? After saying that, I'm leaving' with a cold expression.
Mo Junhao was so angry that he stopped him again, "I know you covet Qingxue and want to please her, but I will never allow you to joke with her life!"
He spoke righteously, as if he was the one who really held Shi Qingxue at the forefront of his heart.
I don’t know who was the person who tried so hard to marry Shi Qingxue in her previous life and then sent her to hell
Mo Junyang's eyes finally fell on Mo Junhao's face, with deep inquiry, but in the end it turned into a lifelong sneer, "You don't deserve to die with her if you don't have the ability."
Mo Junhao was stunned.
When he regained consciousness, Mo Junyang was already riding south with Shi Qingxue in his arms, even though it looked more like a road of no return.
Mo Junhao smiled, full of bitterness. He didn't know whether it was because of Mo Junhao's words 'you don't deserve it' or because of his acquiescence.
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Far away in Qingluo Mountain, Wen Renchi led thirty elite soldiers to attack the mountain, but was defeated again. More than half of the elite soldiers were killed or wounded. He was also seriously injured and bedridden.
But this didn't stop him from quietly ordering people to look for Shi Qingxue in the direction of Kyoto, only to find nothing.
"Don't worry Chi'er, Qingxue will be fine. Maybe something delayed her on the way." Shi Junhe saw all this and couldn't help but comforted her softly.
Compared to Wen Renchi's worries, as a father, he believed in his daughter more, but it was unclear how helpless this relaxation was.
Three days have passed since the letter was sent to Fancheng, but there has been no reply.
Either Shang Ping was unwilling to come, or someone interfered with it, and the letter was not delivered to Shang Ping at all.
No matter what the outcome is, it means that this battle to attack the mountain will have to rely on their own strength.
"General, something bad has happened!" Deputy General Liu Caishu rushed in hurriedly, his face no longer as calm as before.
Shi Junhe frowned and asked hurriedly: "What happened?"
Liu Caishu opened the curtain of the camp, took Shi Junhe outside the camp, and pointed in the direction up the mountain, "The soldiers on patrol noticed the mist on the mountain this morning, but it rained yesterday and there was a lot of humidity in the mountains, so they didn't pay attention.
But now it is noon, and the fog has not dissipated but has become more intense. It has enveloped the entire camp and cannot be seen from five feet away. This is not like ordinary fog! "
Shi Junhe looked up and saw that the entire camp was covered in fog. He couldn't even see the fence outside the camp clearly, which was really weird.
"General, do you think this is the fault of those monsters in the mountains again?" Liu Caishu, a tall and thick man, was also frightened by strange magic. He couldn't help but shudder when he said it.
"It's possible. Where are the scouts? How's the investigation going? Have you found a new way to attack the mountain?" Shi Junhe frowned, his face full of solemnity.
When he mentioned this, Liu Caishu's face turned even paler and he was speechless.
Shi Junhe glared at him impatiently, "If you have anything to say, please tell me."
Liu Caishu grimaced, "We sent out three groups of scouts, but no one came back alive. We didn't even see the body!"
"so serious?"
Shi Junhe believed that the soldiers he trained, the elite among the elite, would never be wiped out if they were not so bad that they were difficult to withstand.
If the whole army is really wiped out, does that mean...
Liu Caishu was anxious, "General, as the old saying goes, a soldier must act according to his ability. Why don't we retreat to Qingluo County first and discuss with the Qingluo County magistrate before making a plan! Our people cannot afford any more losses." .”
Shi Junhe pondered: "The emperor's order is to attack. If we withdraw our troops now, it will be blatant disobedience."
But Fu Chuan said: "That's because the emperor doesn't feel sorry for our soldiers. Don't you feel sorry for us either? It's okay to go to the northwest battlefield and beat the dogs of Liang State to death! A bandit suppresser has not even touched the hair of the bandits." , nearly 30% of the troops were reduced, it was like hell.
Besides, what if the suppression of the bandits is successful? The people who were killed were from our country, what can we be proud of? "
Many military generals are from grassroots backgrounds. Their poor lives have made them very aware of the meaning of "forced by necessity" and "forced by life", and they are not enthusiastic about suppressing bandits.
Shi Junhe knew his subordinates' thoughts very well and did not criticize him. He only said: "You go back first, and I will discuss it with Chi'er."
Liu Caishu and Fu Chuan looked at each other and agreed at the same time, "Yes!"
Although Wen Renchi's qualifications in the Shi family army were still relatively low, his courage and talent were recognized by everyone. He had no objection to Shi Junhe's so-called discussion. He just glanced into the camp and left.
Shi Junhe stood at the door for a while, watching the fog getting thicker and thicker. He sighed and walked into the camp again.
Wen Renchi happened to put on a coat and was about to get up. He hurriedly stepped forward to support him and scolded: "My body is not fully recovered yet. What are you doing? Lie down quickly..."
"I'm not in the way." Wen Renchi stood up insistently.
Shi Junhe had no choice but to help him up and told Wen Renchi what had just happened.
"Chi'er, what do you think about this?"
Wen Renchi lowered his head and couldn't see his expression clearly.
For a long time, Shi Junhe thought that the other party did not hear his question clearly. When he was about to ask again, he saw Wenren Chi raise his head and ask: "Qingxue, still haven't found anyone?"
Shi Junhe was speechless for a moment, a little helpless, and a little bit dumbfounded.
He stared at Wen Renchi for a long time and asked teasingly: "Chi'er, since you found out that Qingxue came to Qingluo Mountain, have you calculated how many times you have to ask me about this in a day on average?"
Wen Renchi lowered his head and remained silent, as if he was ashamed, more like silent resistance.
Shi Junhe had nothing to do with Wen Renchi like this. He sighed heavily, stopped his joking, and asked seriously: "There is no one else here. Let's talk about what's on our minds, father and son!"
At this point
Wen Renchi raised his head in surprise, as if to say: Are you kidding me
At a time of internal and external troubles, what the hell are you talking about
Shi Junhe pretended not to see each other's expression and said lightly: "I heard Qingxue said that she once told you that she wanted to marry you?"
Wen Renchi didn't know what kind of medicine Shi Junhe bought in the gourd. He hesitated for a while and answered, "Yes."
"You refused."
nod.
"Why?"
Wen Renchi was startled, then smiled bitterly. He had already prepared the answer, "There's no reason, of course it's because of me..."
"Others may not be able to tell, but how could I not know that the person you like is Qingxue." Shi Junhe forcibly interrupted Wen Renchi and told the truth.
Wen Renchi hurriedly denied, "No, father, you misunderstood! I..."
Shi Junhe counted them one by one: "The last place I went to before the expedition was Luotong Pavilion. Even though Qingxue was hanging around His Highness the Fourth Highness all day at that time, you waited in the courtyard of Luotong Pavilion for a whole day without waiting for anyone. return;
I asked Mr. Teacher to teach you some poetry, calligraphy, chess and painting. You are poor in the other three arts. You are only slightly successful in painting, but you never paint people. The only woman I have ever seen painted by you is Qingxue. I That's right? "
Each piece of evidence directly made Wen Renchi's face turn red, he scratched his head and scratched his head, looking very at a loss, and shouted: "Father."
Shi Junhe smiled slightly, "Not to mention other details of life. From the time you were taken to Shi's house by me when you were five years old, and Qingxue was just born, your childhood, youth and even youth basically revolved around her. Even Baoning can’t compare!
After my father passed away, I was busy with military affairs, and Huiniang had to take care of the sick Baoning. At that time, none of us realized that she was almost on the verge of collapse due to the death of her grandfather. It was you who tried so hard to get her out of the shadow of death and stayed with her to grow up. Everyone thought you were just doting on your younger sister, but... "
He sighed, looked deeply at Wen Renchi, and told the truth: "Chi'er! You don't love her like a sister. You just tried your best to raise your beloved lover!"