Ye Li smiled and said, "I asked them to do business."

"If you don't have enough people, you can adjust them from other places. The secret guards are used to protect your safety." Mo Xiuyao said dissatisfied: "Since these four people cannot protect your vigor, are you sending a few others when you go back? Or give you the people around me?" Ye Li glanced at the San San who quietly gave her a begging look, and said helplessly: "I don't like someone following me in the dark."

"They are for your safety. I will give you the best hidden person and will not bother you."

"No one can be better than us." An San looked at Mo Xiuyao and muttered in a low voice. Mo Xiuyao's faint gaze immediately fell on him, and An San couldn't help but stiffen. Mo Xiuyao said lightly: "There has never been a dark guard who needs his master to save him. In this regard, no one is stronger than you."

"Mo... Xiuyao..." Ye Li reached out and held Mo Xiuyao's hand and whispered: "They have helped me a lot. You can see that I don't need secret guards, I need a trusted assistant. Moreover, secret guards are not useful anywhere, right?" For example, in some places, secret guards cannot follow at all, and where secret guards can follow, they usually appear. The danger level is not much higher. Fortunately, only a very small number of secret guards in the Ding King's Mansion are specially trained to protect the master, and the others have other responsibilities, otherwise it would be too wasteful of talents. Mo Xiuyao glanced at the two secret guards who were lowering their heads, with a slight look. He looked down at Ye Li with a serious look on his face, and said in a deep voice: "They can continue to stay by your side, and I will call four other secret guards for you."

"No." Ye Li smiled and said, "I'm not used to secret guards. Even if you send someone else to follow me, they will become the same as the An Er and the others. What's the point?"

Mo Xiuyao snorted lightly and turned to the official road. Ye Li pursed her lips and smiled, following him, leaving behind a confused look of An Er and An San, "A Er, what does Prince mean?"

"It means we can continue to follow the princess. Probably..."

Snow Pass Camp

Seeing Ye Li and Mo Xiuyao come in, everyone in the tent quickly stood up. Murong Shen walked down from the position of the head coach to greet him, "The General Mo has seen the prince and the princess. This time, the danger of Yonglin is thanks to the prince and the princess who help in time to survive. Please accept the general's bow." As he said that, he was about to bow down as soon as he lifted the battle robe, Mo Xiuyao reached out to hold his shoulder and said calmly: "I don't need much politeness to do what I do with you." Mo Xiuyao did not let Murong Shen bow down, and naturally he couldn't even bow down. Seeing Mo Xiuyao with good health and strong internal strength, a hint of joy flashed in his eyes. He no longer forced himself and asked the two of them to come in sideways, "Prince, Princess, please sit inside."

Everyone in the tent saw Mo Xiuyao's expression in his face, and was very wonderful. Some were happy, some were shocked, and some were thought deeply. Mo Xiuyao pulled Ye Li to sit down at the position of the commander and asked, "General, what about the Nanzhao army?" Murong Shen hesitated for a moment, walked back to the main position and replied, "Nanzhao's attacks in the past few days, probably to cooperate with the rebels of King Li in the pass. Now that the prince and reinforcements are here, there is no need to worry about these Nanyi barbarians. When they leave the city tomorrow, they will definitely drive these Nanyi back to the deep mountains of southern Xinjiang!" These days of guarding the city were not only the soldiers of the Saixue Pass, but Murong Shen, the chief general, was even more depressed. But no matter how depressed he was, he could only endure it and could not show it. Now that the reinforcements are naturally at pride.

"It's not just how many troops the prince brought this time?" The others were also eager to try.

Mo Xiuyao raised his eyebrows and said lightly: "Twenty thousand Black Cloud Cavalry, and there are still 50,000 troops to arrive in three days."

There was silence in the tent, and everyone seemed to be poured with a bucket of ice water from the head. One of them stood up in disbelief and said, "Prince... Why did the court have assigned 50,000 troops?" What about 50,000 Black Cloud Cavalry? What about 800,000 Mo Family Army? A faint smile appeared on Mo Xiuyao's lips, "I just came to support first. The emperor has his own arrangements behind him." Everyone was silent, and Murong Shen sighed in his heart. Where did he say this?

What else is there to understand? The emperor needs someone to support southern Xinjiang as quickly as possible, and the only one who can marching so fast is King Ding's Black Cloud Cavalry. But the emperor is also uneasy about King Ding, so he refuses to let King Ding lead too many people, and the real large troops are behind. The leader must be the people trusted by the emperor. If the chaos is put down in the future, the credit will naturally be recorded on the later generations. The emperor... Is there really no problem in the King's Mansion like this?

"Originally... I thought that Your Highness Ding would be able to recover, and this time I would be able to pacify the southern border in one fell swoop to continue the unfinished ambition of Your Highness Ding. Now it seems that we can only let these southern barbarians go first." After a long time, Murong Shen smiled with regret. As a general, no one does not want to surround the battlefield to make achievements, but now that King Ding's sudden recovery has caused the emperor's suspicion. The emperor would never give the eternal mastery of pacifying southern border to the Ding King. Mo Xiuyao smiled indifferently: "It seems that this is not a good opportunity. These days, the general has to work hard. I will temporarily stay in Yonglin in the past few days, and when the reinforcements arrive, I will set off and return to Beijing."

Murong Shen was stunned, "Your Majesty isn't there in the Thunder Snow Pass?"

Mo Xiuyao smiled and said, "There is a general in charge of the shattered snow gate and I don't need to make any mistakes. Moreover, there is a 100,000-strong army of Mo Jingli in Yonglin. I... have some private matters to be dealt with."

Murong Shen had no choice but to nod, "Since that's the case, the prince is at will." Although he was a little regretful that this time, I was afraid that Nanzhao could not teach a heavy lesson, but this kind of thing was not something that he could decide. What's more... King Ding appeared in the Saixue Pass in good health, but this news was enough for the Southern Yi to be scared. After all... According to the last war in which the Southern Xinjiang was almost wiped out, it was only ten years since he returned to Yonglin City. It was already night. Fortunately,

Everything in Yonglin City does not require Mo Xiuyao to spend too much effort. Feng Zhiyao who was left behind has taken care of everything in an orderly manner. Ye Li looked curiously and changed into a gorgeous red dress, and put on a blue armor and white robe, looking heroic and Feng Zhiyao, who seemed to have changed into another person in the capital. At the same time, Feng Zhiyao also looked at Ye Li, who was still gentle and calm. He really couldn't equate the elegant and beautiful woman in front of him with the woman in black who was ruthlessly killed on the battlefield.

Mo Xiuyao pulled Ye Li to sit down in the study, pointed to Feng Zhiyao and asked, "Leng Haoyu hasn't arrived yet?"
Chapter completed!