They were in charge of being beautiful, and she was in charge of taking the hits.

Chapter 275 shaved bald

Thankfully she was alright, otherwise he would have made sure those two died a horrible death!

"Alright, no need to keep watching anymore. Go deliver the message one more time."

Mo Baiyun picked up a pen, and with a few strokes, placed a note in the envelope.

He wasn't afraid of being seen by others, after all, it wasn't a private matter.

“Lord Diao Xiao, look how romantic it is with this rain. Why don’t you go yourself? It would be so touching to see you injured.”

"Hibari! You're talking too much."

But it seems she's right; he went there injured, so she had to feel sorry for him.

But isn't that a bit too childish?

After thinking about it, he realized that she had always called him a child, so he would act childish for once today.

"Hibari, no need, I'll go myself."

Yun Que smiled and withdrew. Mo Baiyun, who rarely used a carriage, headed towards Wu Chengji's residence.

By the time he arrived, the rain had subsided, and he limped into the mansion, holding an umbrella.

Everyone at the entrance knew each other, so they greeted each other and asked someone to inform Wu Ziyan.

At this moment, Wu Ziyan was dozing off on Sima Lingchuan's lap.

Upon hearing that Mo Baiyun had arrived, the thought was clear: "If Mo Baiyun is coming, just let him in. Why bother announcing his arrival?"

She rubbed her eyes and sat up: "Then let him in. Where is he?"

"It seems that Xiaoyun'er also has something she wants to say to you alone."

Sima Lingchuan looked at her with an expression that said he had seen through her. This person in front of him was just too likable.

"Huh? Is there something you can't say in front of both of us?"

"Ziyan, how can you be so slow? It's always hard to guess what a man is thinking."

"I'm going to Lingyu's place. Let Xiaoyun'er come in."

He had just stepped out when he encountered Xiaoyun, who was already limping towards him.

He still had that same smiling face as he greeted him.

He didn't know that Xiaoyun was injured; her thigh was wrapped in a large bandage, and it seemed to be quite serious.

"Little Yun'er, what's wrong with you?"

"It's nothing, I just tripped and fell."

"Ziyan is inside, you can go in."

"Thank you, Master Husband."

He went in without closing the door, not caring that others were watching.

Sima Lingchuan also knew about this Xiaoyun'er; in fact, she had always liked Wu Ziyan.

And if it weren't for their status, they might have done it even earlier.

Besides, there was indeed such a relationship between them, and he was sometimes a little jealous.

After all, Xiao Yun'er had always been by her side.

"Master, I was so worried! Should we kill those people?"

"Your leg injury hasn't healed yet, what are you running around for? What if my number one fighter turns into a cripple!"

"I heard you were leaving and definitely weren't planning to take me with you, so I braved the rain and came out injured."

"I'll definitely let you know when I leave. You're not taking good care of your injury, and you're making me worry for no reason!"

Mo Baiyun limped over and rubbed against Wu Ziyan.

She pushed his head aside with some disdain, after all, he was still a bit damp and cold.

As a result, Wu Ziyan felt a pain in his waist, as if someone had twisted it.

It was Mo Baiyun, with a fake smile on his face and his eyes narrowed into slits.

"If Master has so many lovers, won't he have to shave his head bald?"

How did he know about this? It seems he knew about it, which is why he braved the rain and ran back despite his injuries.

She was being far too jealous, and she didn't even bother to argue back.

A hand pinched his cheek and said, "You, can't you settle the score with me later? Why did you have to come here injured?"

"Hmph! I wouldn't have known you were going to propose to Han Yuxiu if I hadn't come."

"Ah... well... after all, I promised."

"what about me."

"You're the first one, isn't that enough?"

"In their eyes, I will always be your servant."

"No, no, no, I dare say they never thought that way. Anyone can see that my relationship with you is not simple."

"I don't care, I'm going to Xiaorong this time too."

"You? And me? One of us is clumsy and the other is lame, is that a good match?"

He was obviously just saying that out of anger. As the head of the Holy Martial Division and the person in charge of the capital's communications, how could he possibly leave the capital so easily?

Moreover, he was her support. If they all left, the capital city would be blind and wouldn't even know when things would change.

"Little Yun'er, you..." Mo Baiyun suddenly kissed her, catching her off guard.

Moreover, his lips were very cold, and he let go before he could even taste anything.

“My lord, I may not be able to see you off when you leave, but I will wait for you to return in the capital.”

"Okay, I'll be back."

"Then, aren't you going to give me this?" He pointed to her hair. Wu Ziyan frowned. This...give me?

Fine, I cut off a small section for him and thoughtfully tied it with a red string.

Mo Baiyun had it in a brocade bag and had brought his own bag, so it seemed he had come to ask for his hair back.

“My lady, once you’ve given it to me and my husband, you can’t give it to anyone else.”

"You've already mentioned so many people, I'd have to shave my head bald."

"Alright, let's get down to business."

He dropped his playful grin and opened his squinted eyes.

Then he pulled out a map that looked like sheepskin from his chest and placed it on the table.

It turns out they had already received news that Rongyang and Xiaorong had clashed.

They really did use the deaths of the two princes as a reason to send troops.

"You will inevitably pass through Rongyang on your journey. His Highness has already transferred General Chu Ling there."

"But I'm afraid things have already changed within the Xiao Rong Kingdom. Even if they know that the two princes are still alive, their troops will not retreat."

"They've declared war?"

"It's just small-scale border harassment, it doesn't count as a formal war."

"Oh, that's good. Then we'll make our trip a bit bigger, and remember to be quick."

"Ideally, the people of Xiaorong Kingdom would know that Your Highnesses are returning home when we are only halfway there."

"Does Master want them to fight amongst themselves?"

“They should each have their own power base, since Qi Zexuan has no intention of vying for the throne.”

"Then their country should be divided into two forces, one under the Empress and the other under Qi Zeyun."

"That being said, with our involvement, even allies may not be reliable."

"Moreover, in that remote place, my support may not arrive in time."

"So, I brought Chu Qiu's eldest grandson and Fang Yuerong with me on this trip."

“That’s a good idea. After all, our Holy Martial Division would like to invite Changsun Boyu to be our teacher for his disguise skills.”

Mo Baiyun was quite decisive when it came to serious matters, and Wu Ziyan was even prepared to receive a barrage of complaints from him.

There was no result, but instead they were analyzing it, and the results of the analysis were almost exactly the same as what Chu Qiu had said.

After finishing their business, Mo Baiyun hugged Wu Ziyan and gave her a kiss.

"I'm leaving, Master. I'll be gone for the next few days. You'll miss Xiaoyun'er."

"Go, go, go quickly." Wu Ziyan pouted and waved him away, of course, she was just joking.

As he walked out the door, Wu Ziyan was still calling out, "Don't run around after you go back."

"Remember to apply that medicine, it will help your leg heal faster. If you become crippled, I won't want you anymore."

"Yes, Master!"

He appeared to be limping, but he was actually quite agile and disappeared in no time.