"You know, husband, I am a kind person. In this way, husband, I and that old guy Wu Dao are really a pair of friends with similar stinky tastes. Unfortunately, time and time are always ruthless, and that old guy Wu Dao still pursues his phoenixes."

Changsun Youyin, who was excited, naturally did not notice the fleeting sadness in Lin Mo's eyes. She was still a pair of moving eyes full of admiration for Lin Mo, just like a little fan.

Changsun Youyin has two worship targets, one is the leader of the Mo Sect who is known as the God of War in the martial arts, and the other is Mr. Zhenqing, who is known as the Saint of Calligraphy in the literary world. Now these two people are the same person, their husbands, and they have his children. How can Changsun Youyin not be very excited?

He suppressed the excitement in his heart and suddenly remembered something, Changsun's voice hurriedly asked again: "Well, did you mention the poems on the five phoenix pictures of Mr. Wu Dao?"

"Yes!" Lin Mo nodded and smiled, "That old guy Wu Dao is okay to draw. When it comes to writing and writing poetry, he is a second-rate, but that old guy is still very good at writing erotic poems."

"Puchi--"

When Changsun Youyin heard his husband say this, the old man Wu Dao, the painting saint mentioned by the world, could not help but burst into laughter, worried and understood how good his husband had to have a relationship with Wu Dao.

Those who can call and sarcastic are truly friends with each other's life and death.

When talking about Wu Dao, Lin Mo couldn't help but think of the happy and carefree days he had when he was from the age of sixteen to eighteen. He sarcastically mocked each other and traveled around the world.

Thinking of Wu Dao's unfairness, I watched and commented on the erotic pictures with myself, and couldn't control my smile at the corner of my mouth, but I was immediately replaced by sadness.

Wu Dao died in Lin Mo's arms. Lin Mo looked at Wu Dao and slowly died in front of him. He also took the phoenix map from Wu Dao and buried Wu Dao with his own hands.

Seeing that his husband's face first had a knowing smile, but later replaced by a faint sadness, he knew that his husband must have remembered Mr. Wu Dao again, and immediately diverted Lin Mo's attention.

He raised his head and kissed Lin Mo on the side. Changsun Youyin smiled and asked deliberately: "My husband, since you are Mr. Zhenqing, the lonely book of "Theory of Heaven" is hard to find. You like... and you like to make money, why don't you write and sell it?"

Seeing Changsun Youyin turning around and saying that he loved money, Lin Mo immediately turned a furious look, because Lin Mo knew that Changsun Youyin was diverting his attention and not being sad, so he immediately cooperated.

"Okay, you girl dares to make fun of your husband, I am greedy for money, right?" He reached out and pinched Changsun Youyin's face, Lin Mo sighed, and suddenly showed a smirk on his face.

"Actually, I'm not hiding my thoughts on making money by selling words. It's just like words. If there are too many things, they won't be valuable. Only things like lonely books are valuable. So-called rare things are expensive!"

Seeing that Lin Mo was no longer trapped in the sadness of Wu Dao's death, Changsun Youyin breathed a sigh of relief and asked again: "Husband, can I ask where is the priceless and true "Theory of Heavenly Way"?"

"In Wu Dao's coffin." Lin Mo said lightly: "Whoever lived in Wu Dao liked my words very much. After his death, I used the lonely book "Theory of Heaven" as his burial, and buried it in Moyun Mountain."

Why did I bring the topic back to Wu Dao? I secretly scolded myself for being so stupid in my heart. Changsun Youyin quickly changed the topic and said, "By the way, husband, what would happen if grandpa knew that you were Mr. Zhenqing?"

Hearing this, Lin Mo was stunned.

After being stunned for a moment, Lin Mo suddenly laughed and said, "It's better not to let grandpa know about this, otherwise it will be too cruel for grandpa. I'm worried that he can't bear it!"

Lin Mo probably had Changsun Wenyuan known his grandson-in-law, and his grandson-in-law who was extremely unfriendly to him would be Mr. Zhenqing, who he had admired for many years. It would have been the same end of Changsun Youyin.

Listening to Lin Mo's words, Changsun Youyin covered his mouth and laughed again. Suddenly, he asked again: "By the way, husband, do you say that the second grandpa and the others brought the sister Youle and the others to come here, is it as simple as being a maid for me?"

Hearing this, Lin Mo immediately smiled embarrassedly: "Who knows this...? If you want to know what you want, why not ask your second grandpa and the others in person?"

As he said that, Lin Mo touched the back of his head with his right hand.

Seeing Lin Mo who was smiling embarrassedly, Changsun glanced at Lin Mo charmingly and said angrily: "Husband, you, just continue to pretend to be confused. I see, you already know it!"

I know, of course Lin Mo knew, but how could he not know, but even if he knew the meaning behind Changsun Youyin and the other two, he could not say it out. Such a thing is enough to be tacitly understood.

With a embarrassed smile, Lin Mo suddenly thought of an extremely important thing and immediately said, "By the way, I'm worried. You are pregnant now, so you can't run around with me for a long distance."

"Well, what do you mean?" Changsun Youyin hurriedly asked.

Holding Changsun Youyin's jade hand into his palm, Lin Mo whispered: "Youyin, you haven't seen our father and mother for so long. You can stay here for a few more days with our father and mother. I will leave the twelve guards for you, my husband."

After pausing, Lin Mo said again: "In a few days, let the twelve guards escort You Yin to Yan State. Five hundred traps will pick you up at the border, and then escort You Yan to Moyun Mountain together. You Yin will rest assured to raise your baby on Moyun Mountain. After finishing this period, your husband will accompany you and watch our children be born."

After a brief silence, Changsun Youyin nodded obediently in agreement, but asked again: "Husband, what about you? Where are you going? And the trapped pagoda, what are you talking about?"

"Husband, I naturally lost the Yu Kingdom and Liang Kingdom to connect Zhilan and Qingcheng!" Lin Mo said directly without thinking, "As for the trapped Futu, it is a heavy cavalry that my husband, I trained for Baiyu."

"Heavy cavalry?"

"Yes, heavy cavalry!" Lin Mo nodded: "This cavalry has extraordinary combat power. Everyone is at least a swordsman's level. They and those under them are all covered with heavy armor."

As he said that, Lin Mo said again: "My husband, I led three thousand sank the elite army of 30,000 Northern Di. Let's put it this way, one cavalry can reach ten cavalry. If five hundred sanks charge forward together, even the formation of ten troops will not be able to easily resist. As for the more detailed situation, you will know when you see the Youyin."

After hearing Lin Mo's words, Lin Mo exclaimed again. He actually massacred the elite Beidi army of ten times the number of people in three thousand people. He was even more curious about the formation pagoda that Lin Mo said.

As for what Lin Mo is going to do during this period, Changsun Youyin knows that Xiang Jing was just an ordinary woman and was pregnant. He immediately chose not to follow him, causing trouble for Lin Mo, and agreed to go to Moyun Mountain to take care of his fetus.

There is a semi-saint on Moyun Mountain, with more than ten great sword masters in charge, and there are a large number of practitioners below. At the foot of the mountain, there are 30,000 elite troops of Yan State stationed, which is an indestructible iron barrel.

Changsun Youyin knew that only when he went to Moyun Mountain, the safest place, could his husband have no worries, and while taking back Bai Zhilan and Baili Qingcheng, he also began his final revenge.

Seeing that Changsun Youyin agreed with great considerately, Lin Mo lowered his head and kissed Changsun Youyin softly, saying, "Yuyin, then you can rest at home here now. Husband, I have something to do."

Changsun Youyin nodded obediently, stood up and left Lin Mo's arms. Lin Mo stood up and ordered Xifeng: "Xifeng, you will stay here for the time being to protect Youyin's safety, do you know?"

"Yes, Sect Master!" Xifeng bowed respectfully.

He said a few words to Changsun Youyin again and explained that there were several night-goers outside Changsun's mansion waiting for her order at any time. After Changsun Youyin kissed him again, Lin Mo led Qiu Yun and left the garden.

Looking at Lin Mo's departure back, Changsun Youyin withdrew his gaze and was about to go to his mother Su Yali to say a few thoughtful words, but as soon as he turned around, he saw his mother walking in through another door of the garden.

Seeing Su Yali coming, Changsun Youyin hurriedly greeted Su Yali and was about to bow to her, but Su Yanli was supported by her: "Yuyin, don't do this. You are now Princess Roujia of our Daqian Empire, and you are also the wife of the leader of the Mo Sect. You are noble around you, and you can't stand your gift."

"Mom, look at what you said." Changsun Youyin acted like a little girl and kissed Su Yali's arm: "In front of you, your daughter is just a daughter, nothing else."

Seeing this, he knew that Su Yali and Changsun Youyin wanted some physical conversation between mother and daughter. Xifeng and Xiaowan retreated a little tacitly, leaving the space to Changsun Youyin and her daughter.

He helped Su Yali sit on the stone bench with cushions in the pavilion, and poured a cup of hot tea for Su Yali. Changsun said intimately: "Mom, if you don't come, your daughter is about to find you and talk to you."

After Changsun Youyin sat down, Su Yali did not answer as she listened to Changsun Youyin's words. She just looked at Changsun Youyin's face for a while, and then looked at Changsun Youyin's belly from time to time, with an interesting smile on her face.

Seeing that his mother looked at him like this, as if he was looking at some novel treasure, Changsun Youyin's face turned red for no reason and asked, "Mom, is there anything dirty on her daughter's face?"

After hearing this, Su Yali withdrew her gaze and explained with a clear understanding: "No, I'm watching you, your face is delicate, rosy and shiny. It seems that I have a good son-in-law!"

His face was delicate, rosy and shiny? Hearing this, Changsun Youyin's cheeks turned red, and he replied shyly, "Yes, my husband treats his daughter very well and loves her very much."

"That's good, that's good. You can get this good husband, and your mother and your father are also happy for you, haha--" After hearing this, Su Yali finally laughed happily.

After laughing, Su Yali took advantage of the situation and asked again: "By the way, Yuyin has always been in the deep imperial palace. Can you tell my mother, how did you meet?"

Changsun Youyin nodded, then sorted out his thoughts in his mind, and said, "A few months ago, my daughter was playing the piano in the pavilion in the imperial garden in the deep palace, and was seen by his husband."
Chapter completed!