"Go to the Blue Country?"

An Xuetang pursed her lips and her brows frowned slightly.

Mo Junyi was also in a heavy mood. He hoped to return to Beijing as soon as possible. His father could not escape at all. The emperor sent too many people to look at his father, and his fifth uncle could not save him at all.

But his fifth uncle couldn't return to Beijing rashly, otherwise there would be only a dead end.

After all, it is not only the emperor who wants his fifth uncle's life now, but those princes are ready to move, hoping to let his fifth uncle's head and head beside him.

Especially Mo Yunren is now, he has been cut off and knows that he has no qualifications to compete for the throne. This man will definitely give up. His Li Jian Sect must be prepared at all times and want the lives of those princes. His fifth uncle is definitely indispensable.

Just as the mother and daughter were pondering, Feng Ming's voice came, "Don't worry, he doesn't need to go to Lan Country in person."

The next moment, his figure appeared at the door.

An Xuetang raised her eyebrows, "Brother, how do you know that my Ajing will not go to Languo?"

Feng Ming curled his lips and smiled, "As long as it is something your brother wants to know, nothing can stump him."

When Mo Junyi heard his narcissistic words, he rolled his eyes directly.

Unexpectedly, Feng Ming looked at it and saw Feng Ming squint his eyes, "Atang, your cheap son has no rules at all. After spending two days with me, he has never even called him an uncle."

Mo Junyi: "..."

He whispered in dissatisfaction, and was waiting for him to refute something, and then he heard An Xuetang say, "Is that so? Ziling, at this time, your mother's brother, you should call him uncle."

Feng Ming showed a successful smile on his lips, staring at Mo Junyi.

In the end, Mo Junyi shouted unwillingly: "Uncle."

"Oh, so well-behaved."

Mo Junyi: "!!"

This man who is more and more greedy!

An Xuetang pretended not to see the dark fire between the two. At this moment, she just looked at Feng Ming and asked, "Brother, do you know the specific things that happened in Lan Country?"

Feng Ming sat leisurely on the chair beside him, "I know, it's nothing more than the twists and turns of the Emperor's House, it's no big deal."

"Um?"

"Lan Chuxiao has been with your husband for so long, but he still can't learn his way of doing things. Lan Churong gave birth to several princes, and he actually wanted to let them go. It's like letting the tiger go back to the mountain.

You should know that although Lan Churong has no ability, he has trained many people over the years, and there are not a shortage of loyal people. If his sons unite with those people, the throne that Lan Chuxiao finally robs back will be in danger by then."

“…”

An Xuetang was speechless. This emperor's battle could not escape the fate of blood flowing.

Looking back now, when I saw Lan Chuxiao for the first time, he really looked like a rude person, but being rude at this time was not a good thing. After all, as long as Lan Churong's sons were still there, the court officials were even more ambitious to rebel against him.

Mo Junyi narrowed his eyes, "Since Lan Churong can't do that, why don't we help him and send people to kill those princes directly? As for those imperial guards, without Lan Churong's successor, Lan Chuxiao has the will of the late emperor in his hand, what else can they do? Don't forget that Lan Chuxiao not only has the secret army of the late emperor, but who doesn't know that my fifth uncle is his backing?"

Feng Ming looked at Mo Junyi with appreciation, "Your character is really suitable for sitting in that cold-blooded position."

Cold-blooded?

Mo Junyi subconsciously looked at An Xuetang, and then he realized that he had accidentally revealed his hidden side.

He is now afraid that he will see complicated eyes from An Xuetang's eyes.

Fortunately, An Xuetang just touched his head and said gently, "A person sitting in that position does not kill innocent people, only cold-blooded can protect himself and his family and lover!"

Mo Junyi's eyes lit up slightly, "If one day I become very cold-blooded, won't my mother be afraid of me?"

An Xuetang laughed, "No, because I know who my Ziling is, my mother will always believe in you."

Mo Junyi's heart slowly grew warmth, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but lift.

Feng Ming, who was beside him, couldn't stand it anymore. He couldn't accept Mo Junyi like this. This kid was obviously very dark-hearted, but in front of An Xuetang, he had this innocent face, which was strangely unaccustomed to it.

"Mo Junyi, don't force me to expose your true side in front of your mother."

Mo Junyi raised an eyebrow at him, "How come my mother knows what I am, I can expose it?"

"Hmph." Feng Ming curled his lips and looked at An Xuetang, "Atang, don't be deceived by this kid's disguise. Others are so cute."

An Xuetang smiled and said, "Okay, okay, you can't get along well. By the way, my brother, I heard from Ajing that you have been teaching Ziling martial arts in the past two days? My Ziling is smart. Brother, you must teach him well and teach him all your abilities. In this way, he also has enough self-protection ability."

Feng Ming wanted to refuse, but she could not say anything she refused when she met An Xuetang's expectant eyes.

At this moment, he sighed, "Okay, let's talk about the serious matter, you should also know that the emperor issued an order to recall the King of Northern Xinjiang. What are your plans after the King of Northern Xinjiang returns to Beijing?"

“…”

Mo Junyi and An Xuetang looked at each other, and both of them were confused and asked in unison, "Have the emperor been here?"

Feng Ming paused, "I didn't tell you even if I wrote Mo Yunjing?"

An Xuetang shook her head, "No, I woke up yesterday before I had time to talk to A Jing about these things."

Mo Junyi frowned, "No wonder my fifth uncle has always been mysterious these two days and has not allowed me to get close to the convention camp. Isn't he going back to Beijing this time to take me and my mother?"

Feng Ming gave him a blank look, "Take you and your mother back to Beijing to die? Even if he wants, I don't want it. Do you know how serious the situation in Beijing is now?"

An Xuetang frowned, "So my Ajing is going to go back to Beijing alone? But I want to go back with him to treat Ziling's father, he should take me with me, right?"

"Impossible." Feng Ming lowered his face, "Don't say that he wouldn't agree to take you into Beijing, and I wouldn't agree to let you into the dragon's and tiger's den."

At the foot of the emperor, no matter how powerful he and Mo Yunjing's kung fu are, they cannot guarantee her safety.

Mo Junyi lowered his head, not knowing what he was thinking. After a moment, he looked up at An Xuetang, "Mom, you really can't go to Beijing. The capital is the territory of Grandpa Huang, which is too dangerous."

"Then isn't your fifth uncle going back to die? But according to the current situation, we can't fight back. With our current forces to fight against the emperor, it's equivalent to hitting a stone with an egg."
Chapter completed!