emperor cold concubine

Chapter 92
Before the two-day deadline given by Cang Hao arrived, the three thousand purple-clothed cavalry had been withdrawn from the valley below the mountain. Everyone changed into purple clothes representing the special status of the purple-clothed cavalry, and replaced them with inconspicuous ordinary soldiers. Obedience, this is Xie Changting's request, those who do not comply will be punished according to military law.

After that, Su Che followed Su Mo's order and arranged for people to find barrels of tung oil from all over the city and set fire to the mountain.The fire that filled the sky turned half of the sky slightly red, and several peaks of the entire mountain range were engulfed in a sea of ​​flames, and the surrounding area under the mountain was extremely hot.

The iron cavalry who had changed their purple clothes stood on the spacious official road at the foot of the mountain, all of them tall and straight, even though the heat that hit their faces mercilessly roasted these iron-blooded sons, making their resolute faces Sweat poured down from the top, and the face was flushed. Even though the body was sweating profusely, the heat of the fire made it difficult to breathe, and each of them still stood upright, and their strong bodies never wavered.

There was a fire on the mountain and martial law at the foot of the mountain. From today to tomorrow morning, no one is allowed to pass through. All the roads and trails below the mountain are sealed off. The duty of the purple-clothed cavalry is to guard the mountain all day and night. This is also Xie Changting's order.

It was the evening of the day again, and the clothes of the purple cavalry, who had been baked by the fire for a day, were completely wet with sweat, as if they had just been scooped up from the water.And Mo Li and Yue Xiao had returned to the Changting Inn in Wutong Town half an hour ago. When they saw Su Mo in the yard, they were both in a state of distress. They had been on their way non-stop for two days, hardly even having time to eat, and they were covered in dust. It was the first time that the always gentle and noble son Yue Xiao showed such a distressed image in front of people, his expression was even more exhausted, and Mo Li's martial arts and physical strength were much better than Yue Xiao's after all, even though he was the same travel-savvy, his eyebrows The time is still calm, and the eyes are still sharp.

Knowing that Cang Hao was taking a bath in the house, although the two of them were puzzled, they were secretly relieved. Although what they wanted to do most at this time was to have a full meal and then a good sleep, neither of them could understand. I don't have the guts.Taking advantage of Cang Hao's free time while taking a bath, they hurriedly went back to their rooms to freshen up briefly, took care of their appearance, and then went back to the yard to wait.

Su Mo had disappeared, and they should have gone back to the house. The two felt a little strange. Cang Hao had always been used to bathing in the morning and evening. It was just evening, and the sky had not yet completely dimmed. Was it too early to take a bath at this time? What? The two of them wanted to think about it, but they only dared to think about it in their hearts. How could they dare to say more about the matter of the master?
There were only the two of them in the yard, Mo Li turned his head and glanced at Yue Xiao, hesitantly asked, "Are you okay?"

He knew in his heart that the two days of traveling without stopping might make his body overwhelmed, but the time was too tight. The two of them were only focused on completing the task, and their nerves were almost tense. There was no time to stop and rest on the road. Only when you relax your mind a little, will you have the opportunity to ask your concerns.

Of course, the cold and ruthless Mo Li, even the expression of concern is jerky.

Yue Xiao was indeed very tired, but it was rare for Mo Li to clearly express his concern and worry, Nuan Nuan smiled, and said warmly: "It's okay, just a little tired."

Mo Li looked at him silently, nodded for a moment, and said nothing.

But Yue Xiao continued: "It's just that the previous account has not been settled yet, so I don't know if it will be okay after a while."

When Mo Li heard this, his fingertips trembled, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but tighten, and his face turned slightly pale.

Yue Xiao could see his nervousness. Since Mo Li was a teenager, he seldom concealed his true emotions in front of him. Fear is fear. Mo Li's fear of Cang Hao never lessened.

At this time, it was Yue Xiao's turn to worry, he looked at Mo Li, and just about to say something, Mo Li seemed to have seen through his thoughts, he pursed his lips, turned his face away, and said in a low voice: "It's okay, you don't need Worried. Whatever the master gives... I am willing to accept it."

When Cang Hao came out of the house, he was dressed in a flowing snow suit, his expression was cold, his jet-black black hair exuded a faint moisture, and beside him was Su Mo, who was wearing a black leather coat and shawls, like a person walking out of a painting , one black and one white, but they are all eye-catching, and the expressions of the two are exactly the same.

Mo Li and Yue Xiao knelt down at the same time without saying a word.

Cang Hao casually glanced at the two of them: "I haven't seen you for two days, so you can't talk anymore?"

Mo Li was slightly startled, lowered his eyes and bowed, "Mo Li pays respects to the master, the last master."

"Yue Xiao pays respects to the master, and pays respects to the last master."

Cang Hao looked at the two with his hands behind his back, and said calmly, "I've been tired for two days, let's get up."

Mo Li and Yue Xiao were already prepared to ask for punishment after some inquiries, but they obviously didn't expect Cang Hao to say this, and they were stunned for a moment, but they were silent for a while without any reaction.

Cang Hao raised his brows slightly: "Can't you understand my king's words?"

Su Mo stood aside, folded her arms around her chest, and smiled playfully and comfortably.

Mo Liyue Xiao Gong responded, then stood up and stood with hands down.

Cang Hao took a look at Mo Li, and said calmly: "Just now when you came back, you passed by the mountain, did you see those three thousand cavalry?"

Mo Li respectfully replied: "Yes."

"How do you feel?"

Mo Li was quiet for a while, lowered his head as if thinking, and then narrowed his eyes and said: "Master Xie is better than his subordinates."

Very objective evaluation.

Although he and Xie Changting knew each other, they were not close friends, and he was several years younger than Changting, so it was inappropriate to call him by his first name, so he was called Master Xie.

Naturally, it is also a kind of alienation.

Su Mo remembered what Xie Changting said in the canyon: "What does Mo Liding's rules have to do with Xie?"

Compared to Mo Li's estrangement from Xie Changting, Xie Changting, who is calm and clear, seems to take Mo Li even less in his eyes.

If it wasn't Cang Hao, who could he see in the eyes of that man who once looked down on everyone?
Su Mo deeply felt the kind of pride in Xie Changting. Perhaps it should be said that it was a kind of arrogance. It seemed that no one in the world could let him take a look at him, except Cang Hao.Compared with Mo Li's cold arrogance, and Shu He's undisguised arrogance like a flame, Xie Changting's pride, no matter whether it is hidden in his bones or radiated outside, is undoubtedly more vivid.

Cang Hao said indifferently: "What's the good thing?"

Mo Li replied: "Forbearance, introversion, the three thousand purple-clothed riders seem to have lost their sharpness overnight and become very... simple."

Yes, apart from the word simple, the taciturn Moli can't think of other words to describe it.

"This is impossible for subordinates to do."

The purple-clothed cavalry that Mo Li brought out was sharp and cold, like a falcon looking for food in the cold wind in winter, while the iron in Xie Changting's hand was like a calm lake in summer, with no ripples to be seen. , but it makes people involuntarily let go of their guards.

In just two days, Xie Changting's martial arts and methods can be seen to be so subdued and restrained so much.

Cang Hao nodded, didn't say anything, just said lightly: "Go and rest, we will leave at Maoshi tomorrow and return to the imperial capital."

(End of this chapter)