Gong Mohan, who had recovered his memory, was like an insatiable wolf, but Rong Qianzhi fell asleep quickly when he was tired. Gong Mohan smiled helplessly, kissed Rong Qianzhi's smooth forehead, let go of her, got up, and got out of bed.

After putting on his clothes, he came outside the house and made a gesture to Jingyun who was coming up, asking him to whisper a little so that he would not wake up.

Jingyun nodded, but couldn't hide the excitement on his face. He was finally back!

"Master, I have been puzzled. What's going on?" Jingyun couldn't help but lower his voice and asked. If he said that he was resurrected from the dead, he seemed to be incomprehensible.

Gong Mohan frowned his sword eyebrows, thought for a while, and then said, "Zhizhi's body originally had Zilizi, and then he was fucked with a fake death medicine. If I guessed correctly, the fake death medicine was actually Zilizi's nemesis. That day, after I and Zhizhi completed the room, Zilizi, who had a fake death medicine, entered my body." He paused and said, "At that time, Zilizi had not died completely, so I had a fake death phenomenon. Then Zilizi died and I woke up, but Zilizi was still in my body, and I lost my memory. Until I vomited out the blood that contained Zilizi, I recovered.

Memory.”

After hearing this, Jingyun sighed in his heart, but fortunately, both the emperor and the princess were safe and sound.

Gong Mohan turned around and looked up at the waning moon in the sky. He felt a lot of emotion. Although the process was straight and straight, the ending was still quite complete. At least the Zilizi in his body was completely clear, and they could be real couples.

Thinking of his sweet sleeping face, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but raise it slightly, it was so good.

Jingyun looked at his master who was dressed in white under the dusk, who looked like a god's residence, without making any noise to disturb him, and quietly waited aside.

At this time, Pofeng and the other two came back after dinner. The three of them quickly stepped forward and were about to salute Gong Mohan. Gong Mohan waved his hand and said, "Jingyun, go to have dinner first. Pofeng, tell me carefully what you have given birth since that day."

"yes!"

Pofeng and the other two told Gong Mohan about all the things they had lived in for so many days. After Gong Mohan finished listening, his two sword eyebrows furrowed deeply. He looked at Pofeng and asked, "Zhizhi said that Yun Qirui looks exactly the same as me?"

"When we met the princess that day, the princess said so, but his subordinates did not see Yun Qirui." Pofeng thought for a while and said, "By the way, my grandmother, the princess also said that this person seemed to be very tired of the world. He always liked to say that he lived just to wait for death."

Gong Mohan pursed his lips. He had been remembering since he was three years old. His mother was still alive. From his mother's words and deeds, he was sure that he would not have any twin brothers. If that were the case, why did Yun Qirui look exactly the same as him? Is it just a coincidence?

For a moment, he couldn't think of a clue, so he put it aside for the time being and looked at Tianxing and asked, "Tianxing, what have happened to Dongliao these days?" "Master, according to the news from Dongliao, the 300,000 troops that were originally gathered in the border direction of Dongliao stopped marching on the 27th of last month and set up camps on the spot. What is the intention of Dongliao's move? The adults in the court also have different opinions. Some say that Dongliao did not attack Nanchu.

The intention is just bluffing. Some say that Dongliao is hitting the west with sounds, and there may be other actions in the secret."

"The twenty-seventh day of last month?" Gong Mohan thought about it carefully. Wasn't that day the second day after he and Zhizhi fulfilled their family? That day, news of his "death" was heard. Before that, he had gone to Linshan to find the Ghost King to avenge his three thousand soldiers.

Could it be that there is any connection between the two? Gong Mohan thought to himself that Linshan is in Beiyan, but the Ghost Shadow King helped Dongliao intercept him and his three thousand soldiers three years ago. It can be seen that there must be some relationship between the Ghost Shadow King and Dongliao. Now the Ghost Shadow King is about to die and wants to find Tiancan Lingyu to extend his life, even if Tiancan Lingyu can really do that.

It takes time to extend his life from the time he gets it to the time he succeeds in extending his life.

Thinking of this, Gong Mohan's expression frightened. Could it be that Dongliao's sudden dispatch of troops was just to attract his attention and a guise for the Ghost King to be able to prolong his life?

It seems that there is a very possibility.

Gong Mohan's mouth was covered with a bloodthirsty smile. It seems that there must be an extraordinary relationship between the Ghost King and Dong Liao!

He immediately ordered Pofeng: "Pofeng, send news to Murong immediately and tell him that the matter is of great importance, so that he must protect his Tianscan and Lingyu and do not lend it to anyone!"

"Yes!" Pofeng went to do it immediately.

"Tianxing, let our people continue to keep an eye on the every move of the Dongliao Military Camp, starting tomorrow, and report every day!"

"yes!"

Wangyue waited aside for a long time, but she didn't see what his master asked him to do. He couldn't help asking, "Master, what do you want to do?"

Gong Mohan looked at him, turned around and walked towards the room, and said, "Let Jingyun watch the night tonight. When he comes back, you go back to the house to sleep."

"Ah?" Wangyue opened her mouth and her face suddenly collapsed. Is he disliked by his master?

Gong Mohan ignored him, entered the room, came to the bed, and saw Rong Qianzhi facing away from him. He smiled dotingly, took off his clothes, went to bed, hugged Rong Qianzhi from behind, and said softly: "When did you wake up?"

Rong Qianzhi then turned around and smiled: "Just now!"

Gong Mohan lowered his head and kissed Rong Qianzhi's lips, and asked again: "Are you hungry? Do you want to eat?"

"Where are you?"

“I’m not hungry either.”

"Since that's the case, let's keep our stomachs and wait until we make a meal tomorrow morning!" Rong Qianzhi said with a smile.

Gong Mohan laughed twice and asked, "Are you sleepy?"

"Well, I have a lot to say to you, let's talk to you."

"Okay, stop it, you tell me about Yun Qirui first."

Rong Qianzhi thought for a while and said, "Brother Mo Han, he is very strange. He has a pair of melancholy eyes, sometimes like a lunatic. Moreover, he seems to know you very well. He told me that you and his martial arts are just as good as possible. I think he must have some relationship with you."

Martial arts are equal...

Gong Mohan's two sword eyebrows were furrowed deeply. How could Yun Qirui be sure that their martial arts were equal to each other? Unless they handed it over to them!

But, except on the battlefield, there are only a handful of people who have fought with him.
Chapter completed!