Han Mo finally learned too many unknown secrets from Yan Xueji's mouth. He also knew that when he walked out of this door, all he heard could only be buried deep in his heart.

Han Mo was naturally reluctant to part with Yan Xueji, but he also knew that he was now a big deal, and the northwest affairs were the top priority. His children's love affair could only be pushed back.

He respectfully bowed three times to Bai Yelang's body, then stood up and stood quietly for a while, then took Yan Xueji's hand and walked out of the wooden house.

There was a cold wind outside, and even fine snow fell in the air. Han Mo saw several figures not far away. He frowned and looked carefully. It was Mo Shierlang and the other three. Although the three of them left the wooden house, they did not leave.

Han Mo glanced at Yan Xueji, easily opened her hand, and walked over alone. He saw Mo Shierlang sitting on the ground, Yun Canglan and the follower standing left and right, and Piaoxue fell on them, but no one moved.

Han Mo stood beside Mo Shierlang with his hands on his back, pondered for a moment, and finally said, "He is dead!"

Mo Shierlang's body was shocked.

"Your enemy shouldn't be him." Han Mo said slowly: "If a man can't even tell his own enemies, it's really... sad!" After saying that, Han Mo stopped talking and turned around and wanted to leave.

"Wait a minute"! Mo Shierlang suddenly said.

Han Mo did not look back, but just stopped with his hands on his back.

"Help me kill that bitch." Mo Shierlang pondered for a moment and finally said.

Han Mo slowly turned around, with a strange smile on his lips and said, "Help you? Why?" He raised his hand, gently stroked his chin, and said calmly, "Master Xuanji saved my family's life, but I saved you three lives. I don't owe you anything. If you want me to help you, you must always come up with a reason that attracts me enough!"

Mo Shierlang slowly stood up, his eyes under the mask stared at Han Mo's face, and said slowly: "You Yan State will send troops one day. You cannot deny that if I help you, you will be much more relaxed."

Han Mo smiled faintly and shook his head and said, "I never recognize the blank paper. Tell me what you can do for me. If I think the chips can touch my heart, maybe I will consider your request!"

Mo Shierlang said lightly: "If we help you, it will be at least half easier for you to invade the State of Yan into Qing and conquer Shangjing!"

Yun Canglan frowned when he heard this.

"Then tell me what strength you use to cooperate with me?" Han Mo smiled faintly: "Do you have enough troops to join forces with me? Or have strong wealth? Or... can you provide my weapons, equipment, horses, and food?"

The eyes under Mo Shierlang's mask became cold.

Han Mo stood in the snow like a pines. This young man seemed gentle, but his heart was much colder than his appearance.

Yun Canglan frowned, his lips squirmed, and finally said, "Your Highness, we are Qing people, how can we join forces with Han Mo? Now we are weak, but we can slow down and try it. As long as we wait patiently, we will have a chance to qualify sooner or later."

Mo Shierlang raised his hand, stopped Yun Canglan's words, looked directly at Han Mo, and said slowly: "I am just working with you, not begging you. But I can guarantee that as long as you can send troops to attack Qing and make Qing Kingdom panic, I can give you great help. As for the army, you don't have to worry. When your Yan army enters the land of Qing Kingdom, I will definitely have an army to cooperate with you!"

Han Mo laughed and said, "This reason is not enough to impress me. But I will remember your words..." After a pause, he smiled and said, "If you think of more reasons, you can go to Northwest Camp to find me at any time. Northwest Camp will definitely open the door to you two." Having said this, Han Mo didn't say much, and walked slowly to Yan Xueji.

Yan Xueji heard their words in her ears, her eyebrows slightly frowned, and she didn't say much after all.

"I'll send you back to the camp!" Yan Xueji said softly.

Han Mo thought about it and couldn't say anything was wrong along the way. With Yan Xueji escorted him, he would have been foolproof. He nodded and led the horse, let Yan Xueji sit in front. He hugged Yan Xueji from behind, led the horse reins, looked at Mo Shierlang and Yun Canglan from a distance, shook the horse reins, and left.

After Jueying took Han Mo and Yan Xueji away, Yun Canglan said solemnly: "Your Highness, what you and Han Mo said are true? Do you want to help them attack their own country?"

Mo Shierlang turned his head to look at Yun Canglan and said lightly: "Our country? Is Qingguo or our country?" He snorted coldly and said slowly: "Do you think the second brother has the courage to kill his father?"

Yun Canglan's face was solemn.

"He was seduced by that bitch and wanted to have an affair with the bitch, but he didn't have the courage to kill his father for that bitch." Mo Shierlang sneered: "The world doesn't know, don't you know yet? This is a bitch's plan to kill his father and the second child in one fell swoop. The father is gone, and the second child is no longer there. Although the third child ascended the throne, how could he be the opponent of the bitch with the third child's temperament and means? What I am worried about now is that the bitch is afraid that it will not take long to attack the third child." He slowly clenched his fists and said coldly: "The Qing Kingdom is no longer the world of my Li family, but the Lu family. Is this Qing Kingdom still our Qing Kingdom?"

Yun Canglan said solemnly: "Even so, we must drive the demon queen off the stage, and we cannot borrow the power of the Yan people. This is the matter of my country of Qing. Whether it is successful or not, we will do our best. In time, we are in secret contact. Canglan believes that the Qing State General still has loyal people. As long as we connect them and wait for the opportunity, we may not be able to give it a try. However, if we join forces with the Yan people, we will definitely be controlled by the Yan people. Even if we really drive the demon queen off the stage at that time, then my Daqing River will probably fall into the hands of the Yan people."

Mo Shierlang smiled shrillly and said loudly: "Qing Kingdom is no longer my Li family. What can I do if I fall into the hands of the Yan people? This world trend is that long-term unity will be divided, and long-term unity will be combined. With the current situation of Qing Kingdom, do you think this country can still be maintained? Either fall into the hands of the Wei people or fall into the hands of the Yan people. If we borrow the power of the Yan people, we may not be able to protect some territory at that time... But that bitch must die. In any case, I will eliminate that bitch."

Yun Canglan sighed and said, "Your Highness, you are my Prince Daqing. What you plan must not be just a grudge, but should consider the millions of people in Daqing. The country of Daqing was defeated by our ancestors. How can we, as descendants, help outsiders destroy our country?"

Mo Shierlang's eyes showed a cold and stern look and said lightly: "What do you mean? Is this prince a selfish and short-sighted person?"

Yun Canglan hurriedly bowed and said, "Canglan dares not!"

Mo Shierlang was hit by Yan Xueji with a palm. His body was not seriously injured. His body shook, but he still stood firmly and said slowly: "If you think what I do is not in your favor, you will leave and I will never stop you." Speaking of this, blood suddenly spilled out of his mouth, and the blood even flowed out of the gap under the mask.

Yun Canglan's eyes were complicated, and he shook his head helplessly, and sighed: "Your Highness is the king, Canglan is the minister, and Canglan's life is also given by Your Highness. Canglan has to obey your order. But... Canglan only hopes that your Highness remembers that we are from Qing, live for the people of Qing, and die for the ghost of Qing!"

Mo Shierlang didn't say much, but turned around and looked at the dilapidated wooden house not far away.

His eyes had a complicated expression. After a long time, he knelt down to the wooden house. He buried his head in the snow, and his whole body trembled slightly.

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The shadow was like the wind, and the good horse knew the way. He was walking on the flat ground on the snow, and rushed towards the Northwest Daying like the wind. In less than an hour, before dawn, he was only ten miles away from the Northwest Daying. You could vaguely see the black Northwest Daying. Han Mo slowed down his horse.

He suffered extremely along the way.

He embraced Yan Xueji's warm and plump body, his body was pressed together, and as Jueying ran and moved, his arms were rubbing against Yan Xueji's plump and huge breasts from time to time, which was amazingly elastic, and what was even more fatal was that between his hips was the plump fragrance of Yan Xueji. His buttocks were rubbing, and the round, tight but fleshy fragrance. The buttocks had already raised the dragon head of General Han's seduced, and his aura was like a stone. During the friction, it had already slipped into the deep buttocks. As the horse bumped, the dragon head musket was back and forth in the tight buttocks. The winding path was secluded and extremely comfortable. Yan Xueji naturally felt Han Mo's reaction, his face was hot, his body was weak, and he twisted his beauty unconsciously. But it almost made General Han exud thousands of miles several times.

The horse stopped quickly and walked slowly in the snow. Yan Xueji finally turned around, gave Han Mo a blank look, and said, "If you do something bad again, believe it or not, I will pull it down!"

Han Mo was stunned. His words almost scared the brave and strong musket. He couldn't help but shrink his butt and took it back from there.

Yan Xueji's pretty face flushed and she said hatefully: "You have a beautiful tent, and you want to make trouble. Just go back to find her."

Han Mo's scalp numb, and he realized at this moment that this charming beauty was very jealous. He thought to himself that if he really got married into the house in the future, he wondered whether this sister Xue Ji would cause trouble.

Yan Xueji got off the horse, looked at Han Mo, and said, "You go back to the camp, I will come to see you later."

When Han Mo thought of this farewell, he didn't know how long it would take to see him. He felt reluctant to leave. He turned over and got off the horse, stared at Yan Xueji and said, "Take care yourself." Suddenly, he thought of something, took out all the thousands of taels he brought from his arms, stepped forward and stuffed them into Yan Xueji's hand, and said, "Since I am the Night Flower King, I should be talking about my heart!"

Yan Xueji took a look, smiled charmingly, and put it away without hesitation, saying, "I will thank you for your behalf."

Han Mo thought for a while, led Jueying and said, "You can take it away. With it by your side, it is convenient to travel."

Yan Xueji shook her head and smiled and said softly: "You are the general, BMW is matched with a hero. I can't want this horse. You need it more than me." She raised her hand and said: "Go back!"

Han Mo nodded, walked up to hug Yan Xueji, kissed her forehead, then let go, and said softly: "Take care, I'll wait for you to come back!" He turned around and led the horse and was about to go back to the camp.

Suddenly, Yan Xueji said behind her: "Are you... feeling very uncomfortable?"

Han Mo turned around and saw Yan Xueji's pretty face flushed. She didn't understand for a moment and asked, "What?"

"Are you... afraid of the cold?" Yan Xueji asked again.

Han Mo shook his head and said, "Don't be afraid!"

Yan Xueji twisted her waist and walked slowly over. She squatted in front of Han Mo's surprised gaze. Then Han Mo felt his clothes quilting up, and soon felt his pants being taken off, and a burst of coldness. In amazement, Yan Xueji raised her head slightly, and her charming eyes were about to drip out of water, her cheeks were white and red. Then when she saw this charming beauty slightly opened her red lips, Han Mo felt that his musket had entered an extremely warm and wet place, and her whole body suddenly felt refreshed, and she felt so happy.

Yan Xueji's movements were already much more skillful, and her head was up and down, allowing the musket to move back and forth in her mouth. The lotus mouth was like a flower, and the little lilac tongue was like a sensitive little snake, tangling around the musket, making Han Mo feel numb from his bones.

Under the night, on the snowy ground, such a scene was really exciting. Yan Xueji was moving faster and faster. Han Mo could no longer help it. He hugged Yan Xueji's head with both hands and his waist was thrusting quickly. Yan Xueji's mouth was "um" and her breasts were shaking tremblingly, waving, waves, dazzling and fragrant. In a moment, Han Mo felt a numbness on his back, and squirted out, ushering in Yan Xueji's soft cry.

The beautiful face was extremely flushed, and one hand covered his lips without looking at Han Mo. He turned around and ran away. In a moment, he disappeared into the night. He could no longer see it, and he didn't even wave his sleeves, only taking away a little nutrition.

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