Shui Lingyue actually felt that this time was really a bit risky. She and Chu Yi approached, but she did not consider Xiao Yichen's mood. She felt sad. So, after hearing Xiao Yichen say this, she nodded obediently and said, "Well, I listen to you. No matter what happens in the future, I will not leave you a step, and I will not risk playing such a role again."

However, now it is already difficult to get on the brink of death and we must continue to move on, otherwise everything we did before will be in vain and we may be trapped in this Western Rong Kingdom.

Shui Lingyue leaned into his arms and asked, "What should we do next?"

Xiao Yichen said: "Wait, Pei Jingran and Chu Yi will have a fierce battle after all. In this fierce battle, we just need to sit in the mountains and watch the tiger fight."

Shui Lingyue nodded and said, "Okay."

...

That night, Mo Ze woke up, and the imperial physician immediately went to report to Chu Yi. Chu Yi hurriedly got up from the bed, not even wearing a coat, and came over with a silver fox cloak.

Mo Ze saw Chu Yi coming in from the door, wearing only a white underwear under the silver-white cloak. Mo Ze was moved and hurriedly got up to salute Chu Yi.

Chu Yi hurried over and waved his hand and said, "Young prince doesn't need to be polite."

At this time, a servant brought a chair over, Chu Yi sat beside the bed and asked, "Little Prince, how do you feel?"

Mo Ze did not answer Chu Yi immediately, but asked, "How is my Uncle Mo?"

Chu Yi said: "Fortunately, the wound has been treated and there is no life-threatening danger."

Mo Ze suddenly breathed a sigh of relief and said to Chu Yi: "Thank you for your help."

Chu Yi said: "Now outside, Pei Jingran and Pei Sheng are searching for the little prince everywhere. Next, we need to gather our troops, attack the palace, kill the two rebels, and avenge the King of Xirong."

Moze remembered the tragic situation of his father's death, and suddenly looked angry and said, "The emperor is right, but, I am now, how can I gather the army?"

Mo Ze was injured. Although he stopped the blood, he had no strength in his body now and could not go out to call on others to return to the palace to avenge his father.

Chu Yi said: "I can help you!"

When Mo Ze heard this, he burst into tears and said to Chu Yi: "As long as the emperor can help Mo Ze avenge this murder of his father, Mo Ze is willing to obey the emperor's order."

Chu Yi nodded and said, "The little prince has been safe in his injury these days, but I would like to ask the little prince to give me a token so that I can use the token to help the little prince to transfer the troops that can be mobilized in Xijing. When the little prince recovers from his injuries, he can take these men and horses back to the palace to avenge the King of Xirong."

When Mo Ze heard this, he took out a golden token from his arms without hesitation and handed it to Chu Yi and said, "This is the birthday gift my father gave me on my tenth birthday. It is the belonging of my father. Seeing this token is like seeing my father."

Chu Yi reached out to take the token, held it in his hand, and said, "Okay, the little prince will be at ease to recover from his injuries. I will go out to help transfer the army. In addition, Uncle Mo is next door. When the little prince is ready, you can go to the next door to visit Uncle Mo."

Mo Ze was extremely grateful and bowed to Chu Yi to show his gratitude.

Chu Yi took the token and ordered the world in the name of Mo Ze. With the slogan of killing rebels and avenging the previous kings, he called for 100,000 troops in just ten days.
Chapter completed!