An Empress and the Warriors

Chapter 7

"Why don't you tell me what happened to you in modern times? I want to know what this land will look like thousands of years later."

"Well, thousands of years later, this beautiful and rich Raging Plain became a desert. There was no water, no animals, and even no grass. There were scorching suns in the sky and a sandstorm that could bury everyone."

"Truly terrifying." Yu Zixuan didn't dare believe that such a beautiful country would end up like that.

Mo Yitong patted Yu Zixuan's shoulder. "Don't be sad. This isn't anyone else's fault. The ground is constantly changing, and the pressure and break between the branches is not something that can be stopped by humans. Isn't it a good thing for us to live a good life now?"

"Mn." Hearing Mo Yitong's words of comfort, Yu Zixuan felt slightly more relaxed.

"Brother Zixuan, let me tell you something fun in modern times. When I was a child, I liked roller coaster or something. It was very exciting. When I grew up, I liked to take the plane. Sitting on the plane, I imagined that I could swim freely in the sky, breathed in the freshest air, and overlooked everything below. Those people were as small as ants." Mo Yitong chattered. Yu Zixuan looked at Mo Yitong and listened silently, as if he was thinking about something.

Mo Yitong suddenly stood up. "Alright, Brother Zixuan, let's go back. It's time for you to take your medicine."

Yu Zixuan also stood up. The two went down the mountain. The green branches swayed, the birds sang, and the sunset dragged the shadows of the two very long.

"Yi Tong, don't call me Brother Zixuan in the future."

"What's that called?"

"Just call him Zixuan."

"That's good."

"Zixuan Zixuan, a really nice name."

"Yi Tong's name is also beautiful."

The two figures drifted further and further off into the distance, gradually vanishing....

Yu Zixuan was especially excited after a few days of fine weather. He often chatted with Mo Yitong in the morning and locked the door in the afternoon alone. Mo Yitong found it strange that she didn't know what Yu Zixuan was doing. However, she thought that Yu Zixuan was a general, so he was naturally busy, so she didn't pay attention to it.

It was another afternoon. Mo Yitong and A Yiyi had tied two very nice kites and one big green butterfly, which had been a big black and white swallow.

The two ran up to the hill and found an open space. They drew a long line to see whose kite was flying at a high altitude.

"Miss Mo, look at me. I'm tall, but my Great Yan Zifei is so tall."

"Humph, my talent is called Gao! You just wait. I don't believe that I can't beat you." After saying that, Mo Yitong quickly ran. As she ran, she looked at the big butterfly behind her. As the butterfly got higher and higher, Mo Yitong became more and more excited. She ran even faster. At this time, she could only see one big butterfly, which was colorful and green.

"Clang!" "Ouch!" Mo Yitong stopped and panted, "Why did you bump into me?!"

"Yi Tong, why are you running so fast?" Mo Yitong looked up at Yu Zixuan.

"Zixuan, I'm flying a kite with Little Yi. She's not saying that she's taller than me, hmph." Mo Yitong crossed her arms and glared at Little Yi.

Ah Zi giggled and said, "General, you see, Miss Mo is shameless."

"Of course not! I'm a man of my word!"

"Your miss, you lost, so you have to let me deal with the cotton candy."

"If I'm going to teach you, then I'll teach you," Mo Yitong said unhappily. It was a pity that she had won the track and field prize in high school, but she hadn't even managed to run past this A-Daoist. She was truly infuriating.

Yu Zixuan looked at the two of them and laughed. He said, "Zii, take the two kites down the mountain. I'll definitely get Yi Tong to teach you."

"Okay." A'Li's face lit up with joy. She put away her kite and ran down the mountain.

"I didn't expect you to be so shameless?" Yu Zixuan looked at Mo Yi Tong's livid face with a smile, his face full of unwillingness.

Mo Yitong didn't say anything and just stood there quietly. Yu Zixuan suddenly pulled her hand and quickly ran away.

"Ah, where are we going?" Mo Yitong asked.

"You'll know in a while!" Yu Zixuan smiled mysteriously and pulled Mo Yitong to the other side of the hill. After a short while, he stopped and panted, "Yitong, close your eyes. I want to give you a surprise."

Mo Yitong jumped up happily when she heard that. "Where's the surprise?!"

Yu Zixuan smiled proudly and said seriously, "Close your eyes first. I'll tell you to open them before you open them."

"What kind of surprise is this? It's so mysterious." Mo Yitong muttered as she allowed Yu Zixuan to take her hand and slowly walk forward. She didn't know how long she had walked.

He only felt that Yu Zixuan was touching his leg, making it a little itchy.

"Zixuan, what are you doing?" Mo Yi Tong wondered, her eyes narrowing.

"Put your calf up. Right, stand here, and the other one stand there. Also, hold your hand here." Yu Zixuan saw that everything was ready.

She pushed herself hard and quickly stood up. For a moment, the sound of the wind blew beside her ear and she felt a burst of coolness. Mo Yitong could not help but open her eyes. She realized that she was standing under a huge kite rack, with Yu Zixuan looking at her with a smile on his face.

"Ah, it's flying!" Mo Yitong couldn't believe her eyes. She really flew up from the mountain. Watching the big kite fly through the layers of fog, she slowly flew forward. As expected, she was flying freely like a bird. She didn't have to close her eyes on the plane to imagine. The cool wind hung on her face and blew up a strand of her black hair, floating in the wind. She turned her head and looked at Yu Zixuan.

"Zixuan, you're so kind." She could not help but blurt out a few words with a happy smile on her face. It seemed that she had never been so happy before.

"Is that so?" Yu Zixuan smiled faintly.

Mo Yitong didn't say anything. She closed her eyes and enjoyed the feeling of freedom. A cool breeze blew past her face, making her feel very refreshed. She let the huge kite fly and slowly land on the ground.

Mo Yitong jumped down like a cheerful deer and took a deep look at the big kite. It was colorful and very beautiful.

"Well, it's getting late. I'll find someone to carry the kite back. You go back first." Yu Zixuan said, and he deliberately took her hand and gently touched the corner of her lips.

Mo Yitong lowered her head shyly and didn't say anything. She ran away without a trace. Yu Zixuan looked at Mo Yitong's retreating back and smiled happily without any impurities.

Mo Yitong quickly ran back to the General's Manor. She bumped into Little Yi, who was trying to fetch water with a smirk on her face. When Little One saw Mo Yitong's low chuckle, she felt a hint of bashfulness. She quickly guessed a little and tugged at Mo Yitong, saying, "Miss Mo, congratulations."

Mo Yitong raised her head in puzzlement, "Congratulations on what?"

"Hmph, I've been serving you for so long, yet you still take such a small matter from me, hmph." Ah Zhang pretended to be unhappy as he raised his head and looked elsewhere, his wooden basin leaning over his waist.

"Ah Zhang, I really don't know what you're talking about?" Mo Yitong was even more confused.

"Hmph, I won't talk to you in the future." As expected, Little Zi was angry and left with the wooden basin in her arms. Mo Yitong wanted to turn around and stop her, but when she met Yu Zixuan who was returning from outside, her face turned red again and she returned to her room.

###Chapter8,Yuanyang Was Killed

Under Mo Yi Tong's careful care, Yu Zixuan's injuries were surprisingly fast. It had only been a dozen days, yet he was already able to ride a horse and shoot arrows. Mo Yitong was extremely happy, but she did not let go of the serial murder case. Thus, after Yu Zixuan's injuries were healed, the two of them went back to the He Spring Pavilion.

Mo Yitong, dressed in woman's clothing, and Yu Zixuan walked into Hexiang Restaurant. The old woman walked over with an exaggerated smile on her face last time. "Come, two young masters, have some wine. Which girl do you want to accompany?"

Mo Yitong and Yu Zixuan were pinned down in a position by the old woman. Mo Yitong felt a surge of disgust and sat there without saying a word.

Yu Zixuan gave the old woman a helpless look and said, "We hope to meet Miss Yuanyang."

As soon as Yu Zixuan's voice fell, the old woman's smile suddenly froze, and the veil in her hand fell to the ground.

"Hey, what's going on? I'm talking to you!" Mo Yitong shouted impatiently. The old woman then calmed herself down and picked up the handkerchief, saying, "Two young masters, look at me and the Chunyu Building. There's more than one young lady in this world. It's much better than the two of them. Why don't you call a few of them and let them pick?"

Mo Yitong scornfully scolded the old woman's ancestor for a hundred and eight thousand times and said, "How much money do you want? Just tell me!"

The old woman smiled sheepishly and quickly poured Mo Yitong a glass of wine. She said, "Young Master, it's really not a matter of money. Even if you give me ten thousand taels of gold right now, Yuanyang won't be able to come out and meet you."

"What!" Mo Yitong slapped the table, causing the old procuress' hands to tremble in fear. The entire wine jug fell to the ground.

Hearing the old woman's words, Yu Zixuan understood a little. He took out a certain amount of money and put it in the old woman's hand, whispering, "Boss's wife, let's talk later."

The old woman was naturally very happy to see that she had money, but the hand holding the silver kept shaking. She looked flustered and said, "Okay."

The three of them came to the backyard of the Spring Tower. The old woman said in a low voice, "Masters, to tell you the truth, Yuanyang has already gone..." As she said this, she actually wiped her tears with her eyes.

"How could it be?" Mo Yitong couldn't believe her ears. She and Zuo Zuo had only been here ten days ago and saw that the mandarin ducks were healthy and were not sick at all.

"Can...can you tell me?"

"No!" Yu Zixuan grabbed the old woman's arm, took out his waist token, and showed it in front of her, "Tell me!"

When the old woman saw the sign, she quickly knelt down and kept kowtowing. "I really didn't recognize you and didn't recognize you. Please forgive me, general. Please forgive me!" As she said this, I kowtowed again.

Yu Zixuan waved his sleeve and said, "Forget it. Stand up and tell me what happened to Yuanyang."

The old woman nodded shakily. Still, she did not dare to stand up. She stammered, "A few days ago, I was upstairs greeting the guests. My maid, Xiaojuan, came to me and told me that a big guest had arrived. I hurried down to find someone to serve the guest, but the guest was always dissatisfied. He asked for the name of Yuanyang. I had no choice but to go upstairs to find the Yuanyang and came down. However, as soon as I opened the door, I saw the Yuanyang lying on the ground with a pale face. I pushed her with my hand, but my body was stiff..." The more I said, the more afraid I was.