The beauty is still, just a little thin.

But the heroic spirit in his bones is becoming more and more eye-catching.

Li Xiuning rode on the horse like this, watching Yang Mo wearing white clothes slowly walking towards him.

In a trance, she seemed to see the first time she saw him.

"My father has made a deal with Chang'an, and Yang Fang has also personally promised that it will never be detrimental to you."

"The Chen Fuchen in the cabinet is a disciple of the Li family. He has been highly appreciated by Yang Fang recently. His father has already gone to the book and he also wrote back and said that he will protect you."

"My brother used to be in charge of the Three Guards of the Imperial Forest in Chang'an. Although the commander of the Three Guards is Yang Fang's person, the one who really takes power is his elder brother's old subordinates."

"Although my brother has some gaps with you in Taiyuan, he also wrote to his old subordinates so that they could protect you."

.........

Looking at Yang Mo's face, Li Xiuning felt an impulse surge in her head, and she just wanted to pour out all the words in her heart.

Yang Mo, dressed in white, sat tightly on the horse, pressing the hilts of the sword with both hands - he liked this feeling very much now.

This makes him feel safe and comfortable.

He just looked at the girl in front of him without saying a word.

To put it in detail, I haven't spent a long time with Li Xiuning.

I had a misunderstanding before, but I felt it was a long time ago. After thinking about it carefully, it became a little blurred.

What Li Xiuning said made him feel at ease that there would be no danger in his trip to Chang'an.

Yang Mo didn't listen, and didn't even do it when he went in with his left ear or his right ear.

He looked at this beautiful face. If this face was in his previous life, no matter which beauty pageant he was in, he would undoubtedly be the first place.

Such a girl is a star who is always surrounded by the moon, but she is chattering like an old mother.

Some are cute.

Yang Mo laughed out loud, interrupting Li Xiuning's words, making her feel a little confused.

Before leaving the city, I thought about it for a long time and made a long decision before I made a decision.

What about this person?

Li Xiuning ignored him, but became more and more serious: "But I don't think these are safe, so don't enter Luoyang City. Go to Yanzhou. I have arranged a soldier outside the city and will escort you to Yanzhou."

"Yang Fang is not trustworthy, and my father's words cannot be trusted. Yan Song has confirmed that Yan Shifan was the one you killed..."

She was still talking, and even wanted to reach out to push him, making Yang Mo a little polite.

Yang Mo held her wrist and looked at Li Xiuning with a smile.

"Go away quickly, why are you still stunned?"

Li Xiuning did not blame him for his powerlessness, but instead urged him.

He didn't struggle, so he let him hold on like this.

"You've lost weight."

Yang Mo's voice was opposite to Li Xiuning, as calm as a mountain, suppressing all the wind and waves.

It also instantly calmed down Li Xiuning.

The sunset hangs on the horizon, the daylight in winter is short, and the word evening has no practical value in this season.

As soon as he spoke, the afterglow of the setting sun moved from the ends of Li Xiuning's hair to her face.

Li Xiuning raised his chin slightly and looked at Yang Mo.

This guy is still like before, and he doesn't know how to worry at all.

Just like before, I won't tell anyone anything.

With just three simple words, Li Xiuning knew that Yang Mo would not obey his arrangements and decided to go to Chang'an.

And he already had an idea and a plan.

When I thought of this, my heart was uneasy since I learned that Yang Mo was going to Chang'an and I felt inexplicably calmed down.

"You've lost weight, too."

Li Xiuning looked at him, her mouth slightly raised, and she was unaware that this small move that she didn't even realize was hopelessly sexy in Yang Mo's eyes.

"And you haven't had a good rest lately, you've been staying up late every day, right?"

Yang Mo became serious, holding her wrist with his hands, as if an old Chinese doctor was taking his pulse.

"I'm very weak and over-worry."

Li Xiuning was generous and quietly watched Yang Mo take her pulse, and suddenly burst into laughter.

"You are a person who can lie, why didn't I know you can still see a doctor?"

Yang Mo blinked and looked at the worry that had been hidden in his heart that Mrs. Li, who died young in his previous life but left a great reputation in history.

If nothing unexpected happens, Li Xiuning will die in a few years.

Although he did not understand medical skills, he also asked Bian Que for advice. Although Li Xiuning seemed to be no different from when he was in Taiyuan before, he was just becoming more and more beautiful.

But his spirit is not as good as before, and he always feels a little tired and tired.

This sounded the alarm for Yang Mo. He could not remember how old Li Xiuning died, but he knew that he was very young when he died.

The trip to Chang'an did not make him worried, but seeing Li Xiuning made him feel a bit of stone.

But on the surface, he still looked serious and puppet: "When you arrive at your city gate, don't you invite me in for a cup of tea?"

"You said in the letter that there is a teahouse in Luoyang City that has a new style of stir-fried tea. When I come to Luoyang, I will take me to taste it."

"Who wants to take you to taste it?"

Li Xiuning rarely blushed her cheeks and pulled her hands hard: "I'm here to pick up the master girl."

After saying that, he squeezed his legs and headed towards the carriage, leaving only Yang Mo who was still savoring the girl's weak and boneless wrists.

Yang Mo turned around and looked at Li Xiuning riding a horse towards the carriage, looked at the wrist he had just held, then closed his gaze and looked up the Luoyang city tower.

There were people on the city tower, standing in a row.

From a distance, I looked at the left and right martial arts, and there was a young young man standing in the middle.

They stood on the city tower and looked at Yang Mo who was dressed as white as snow, and Yang Mo who was independent in the cold wind was also watching them.

"Are you finally going to see Li Shimin?"

Yang Mo squinted his eyes and murmured in a low voice.

On the way to Luoyang, Ma Sanbao talked a lot with him.

In the first three days, Yang Mo kept listening to Ma Sanbao's nagging, and in the last three days, Yang Mo kept asking about things in Luoyang City.

Fang Xuanling, whom he had been looking for before, was in Luoyang at this time, and under Li Shimin's command.

At this time, Li Shimin's subordinates not only had Fang Xuanling, but also Li Xiaogong, Changsun Wuji, Qin Qiong and Cheng Yaojin.

Li Xiaogong and Changsun Wuji were under Li Shimin's command, and Yang Mo was not surprised at all.

After all, Li Xiaogong was originally a member of the Li family, and his father and Li Yuan were cousins. If the Li family wanted to rebel, they naturally had to rely on their own people.

Changsun Wuji was not surprised. At this time, Li Shimin had already married Changsun Wugui, who was called the virtuous queen in his previous life. As his eldest brother-in-law, he must follow Li Shimin's pace.

However, the time node of Qin Qiong and Cheng Yaojin was under his command, which surprised Yang Mo very much.

According to Ma Sanbao, when Jizhou was conquered by Zhu Yuanzhang, Zhang Jiao led the remaining troops to attack Taiyuan. In order to understand the siege of Taiyuan, Luoyang sent Li Jiancheng to Taiyuan.

He also secretly sent Li Shimin to Jeju, hoping to join forces with Zhu Yuanzhang to attack the Yellow Turban Army from beginning to end.

Unfortunately, Zhu Yuanzhang did not agree to cooperation, but Li Shimin met Qin Qiong, who was born in Jeju and wanted to go to Wagang Village to avoid disaster due to war.
Chapter completed!