Cold King’s Hot Love - C460 Anger

After resting in Yongzhou for a day, Xuanyuan Chen left the Yongzhou with Xie Qingrong and returned to Mo Bei, while Shen Haoxuan took Shang Zhiqing to gather food.

Even if Xuanyuan Chen brought Xie Qingrong back from the small road, they would still see the two armies fighting each other. They also saw General Xie bringing a small group of Heavenly Sacred Masters and Wu Huan’s little group of horses to kill each other on the grass not far away.

After luring out the Bloodthirsty Factor from Xuanyuan Chen’s and his body, Xuanyuan Chen made Xie Qingrong stay where he was before, holding onto his sword, he directly rushed into the crowd and started fighting.

With a raise of his hand, a sword, and a slash, a fresh life was ended.

Just as General Xie was feeling that the situation was going to get difficult, he saw a familiar figure entering the battle, increasing their control of the situation and speeding up their offense.

Very quickly, Wu Huan’s small army all died under the Heavenly Saint’s army and Xuanyuan Chen’s long sword.

General Xie looked at the familiar figure in front of him and could not help but smile. “Your Highness, long time no see.”

Ever since Xuanyuan Chen had called the few of them into the army camp in secret and discussed about the counterattack tactics and defensive tactics for the past month, they had not seen Xuanyuan Chen for the better part of a month.

They did not know when Xuanyuan Chen would return either. Even though they had all been stationed in the Mo Bei for more than ten years, they had never thought of such a plan by Xuanyuan Chen.

Who would have thought that he would actually meet Xuanyuan Chen in such a situation?

Xuanyuan Chen also smirked and asked about what had happened in the past half month: “How is the situation between Mo Bei and Wu Huan right now? As I walked along, I noticed that wars of all sizes never seemed to end. And why did General Xie bring so little people to fight with Wu Huan’s people? ”

Xuanyuan Chen pulled Xie Qingrong’s hand and walked forward as he asked about the matters of the Mo Bei.

General Xie’s gaze swept across Xie Qingrong’s body. After confirming that Xie Qingrong was safe and sound, he finally opened his mouth and replied to Xuanyuan Chen’s question.

“This time, we generals had planned to go ahead and discuss the road ahead. After all, it has been more than half a month since the last war between us and the crown prince. We can’t just keep following His Highness’ orders to go to the battlefield, right? ”

“We always have to look into the latest information, as well as the state of the road, in order to make the best tactical judgment and strategy based on this information. This time, it was my turn to lead a hundred soldiers to scout the place.

“If it were not for the help of His Highness the crown prince, I’m afraid that these hundred warriors and I would have perished here. Recently, Wu Huan’s situation has been extremely unstable, attacking from time to time and hiding from time to time.

“I suspect that something big must have happened inside Wu Huan’s body. There were at least two groups of people disbanding their authority inside the room, which was why this extremely disorderly tactic again and again appeared. It makes us miserable. ”

From the General Xie’s slightly complaining tone, Xuanyuan Chen could already guess that the Ji Family had played a crucial role in this battle.

It was likely that the Mo family had long been controlled by the Ji Family. As for Mo Yun, he probably wouldn’t be able to cause any problems either, so he could only continue to linger on and torture the Mo Bei like this.

Xie Qingrong still planned to fix a letter and tell Ji Rufeng of his guesses, even though he knew that Ji Rufeng should be able to guess Mo Yun’s intentions.

Ever since Mo Yun had returned empty-handed at the door of the Shang Clan, and had to face the constant quarrels of the Mo Clan and the decline of the Mo Clan’s power and control over Wu Huan, Mo Yun’s temper had reached its peak.

Once again, he accidentally knocked over the teacup. Mo Yun couldn’t help but kick over the table. The teapot and teapot on the table fell to the ground, letting out a crisp sound. It was the sound of porcelain shattering.

Mo Yun was frustrated. Seeing the maid, he could not help but yell, “Get the hell out of here. There’s no need for you to clean up this place for now.”

The maid immediately ran away without even looking back, as if there was a ferocious beast behind her.

As soon as Mo Yun’s mother, Shang Yanran, entered the room and saw the angry look on her son’s face, she sighed deeply in her heart.

Since when did their son’s temper become so violent that he would not listen to advice?

Although the Mo family’s ancestor wrote that he would make the Heavenly Saint’s blood pay for the debt, it should not be his own son’s responsibility, nor his own son’s advice to the Mo family. Even though the Mo family had better candidates, they still chose Mo Yun.

The phrase of instilling hatred into Mo Yun when he was young made him very gloomy, as if he had never been happy at all.

This time, Mo Yun brought many people to who knows where and when they were going, they were filled with interest. But when they returned, their faces were gloomy. It was likely that they had met with something terrible.

“Son, what happened to you this time?” Shang Yanran slowly helped the table that had been flipped over to the floor up, and then she gathered the broken fragments of the teapot and teacups together.

Looking at his mother’s actions, Mo Yun could not help but frown. He pulled his mother aside and whispered, “Mother, there will be people doing these things. You just need to be at ease and be the mistress of the Mo family.”

“Alright.” When Shang Yanran heard her son’s persuasion, she did not refuse anymore. Hearing Mo Yun’s words, she let him help her to a chair to sit.

Looking at her son’s serious look, Shang Yanran suddenly asked, “A Yun, all these years you’ve been blinded by hatred and have always lived within it. Do you really think this life is what you want?”

Hearing this, Mo Yun stopped and remained silent.

From the moment he knelt before the ancestral hall of the Mo family to accept the responsibility and burden from his father, he had already cut off all avenues of retreat for himself.

He was able to stand in his present position without his father’s support and without his mother’s help. It was all because of him. Although his journey to the top was difficult, he never regretted it.

This road might be very boring, or very difficult, or very unhappy, but he was willing to go through with it.

He touched the scar on his wrist, as if he had thought of something. The corner of his mouth formed an extremely gentle smile.

This scar had been on his wrist since he was ten years old. There were countless ways to remove this scar, but he had persisted and stubbornly kept it there.

Because it was a cut his father had accidentally made on his wrist to protect him.

However, it was also the first time that his father showed a gentle expression. It was the first time that his father gently coaxed him, hoping that he would be as strong as a boy, hoping that he would be able to protect his mother.