C44 (1/2)

”I want to follow General Mo and join the army. I hope General Mo can grant my wish.” Zhang Heng's voice was not loud, but it was filled with determination.

He knew that the way he was now, he simply could not enter the General Mo's eyes and was not worthy of his sister.

If he followed Mo Feiye to join the army, in the future, when he rendered meritorious service, people would look at him in another light, and when he was with Mo Ranran, there would no longer be anyone who would stop him.

”Heng`er, you …” Minister of Rites looked at his son in shock.

”Father, I want to join the army and follow the General Mo to guard the border.” Zhang Heng turned his head with determination in his eyes.

Minister of Rites stood up from the ground while enduring the pain, his voice carrying a trace of impatience. ”Why are you, a weak scholar, going to the border? A life? ”You're not allowed to go!”

”Father, I have made up my mind.” Zhang Heng knelt on the ground with a calm expression.

Minister of Rites walked to Zhang Heng's side and wanted to pull Zhang Heng up.

”Go back with dad.”

But no matter how hard Minister of Rites tried to pull him, Zhang Heng remained unmoving. He looked at Mo Feiye with determination, ”I beg General Mo to grant my wish.”

”Do you want to anger your father to death? With your physique, it won't even take a few days before you die on the battlefield. If something happens to you, what will happen to your mother and me?” The Minister of Rites became anxious. Zhang Heng had always been a well-behaved man. He would never retort no matter what he said.

”Dad, mom, and big brother. Big brother will be filial in my place.” A hint of struggle flashed past Zhang Heng's eyes, but he quickly returned to being calm.

”Pah!” Minister of Rites slapped Zhang Heng's face.

”You unfilial son, if you dare to go, I'll break your legs.” Minister of Rites was so angry that his chest was moving up and down, his eyes turning red.

He would never bear to beat his son, but today, he made an exception.

”Even if I have to break my legs, I still want to go.” The right side of his face was burning with rage. The pain was excruciating, but it couldn't stop Zhang Heng from joining the army.

”You, you, you …” Minister of Rites was infuriated for a long time, and in the end, it was as if he admitted defeat. He had no choice but to compromise, ”If you want to join the army, then let's do it.” There was a trace of helplessness in his faint voice.

Seeing that his father had agreed, Zhang Heng looked towards Mo Feiye.

”Don't waste your energy. You won't have a chance.” Mo Feiye looked at Zhang Heng indifferently, he paused for a moment and slowly spoke: ”You should go back with your father.”

Zhang Heng kowtowed on the ground, his expression was still resolute, ”Please grant my wish, General Mo.”

”My soldiers are indestructible and can be dispersed to a hundred enemies. You are temporarily unqualified.” Mo Feiye paused, not knowing what he was thinking, but after a while he slowly spoke out: ”Long Gu, go and greet him at the Army Headquarters, he'll be handed over to you in the future. He's the son of the Minister of Rites, train him well, and won't lose your life once you enter the battlefield.” Mo Feiye raised her sword-like eyebrows as her deep black eyes narrowed.

”Yes.” Following the voice, Long Gu walked out of the shadows.

”Come with me.” Long Gu looked at Zhang Heng who had gotten up from the ground, his icy face did not change at all.

Zhang Heng followed Long Gu. Zhang Heng was the son of the assistant minister of Ministry of Rites, if he wanted to go to the border, he would only need a word.

”Miss Mo, can I talk to you?” The Assistant Minister for Ministry of Rites watched as Zhang Heng left before turning his gaze to Mo Ranran.

As a father, he understood his own son. The reason why Zhang Heng wanted to join the army was simply because he wanted to be worthy of Mo Ranran.

Once his son became stubborn, he would not listen to him, but Mo Ranran might be able to.

”When he calms down, I'll go and talk to him.” Mo Ranran narrowed her eyes. Once Zhang Heng had calmed down and suffered a bit of hardship from Long Gu's hands, the effect of her persuasion should be much better than immediate.

”I was in a rush just now and the words I said sounded a bit unpleasant. I hope Miss Mo won't take it to heart.” The Minister of Rites's voice carried a trace of apology.

”If Heng`er is really determined to join the army, I hope that Miss Mo can get General Mo to take care of our child.” Minister of Rites tremblingly asked while facing Mo Feiye's might.

He knew how cruel the battlefield was.

”I will.” In truth, even if Minister of Rites did not say it, she would still ask Mo Feiye for help.

After all, Zhang Heng joined the army because of her …

”Thank you very much.” Hearing Mo Ranran's reply, Minister of Rites heaved a sigh of relief. At least he could relax a little.

After Minister of Rites left, the spectators also gradually dispersed and Mo Hao, who was surrounded by people, appeared in front of the two of them.

”Father.” Looking at Mo Hao's ashen face, Mo Ranran carefully called out.

”You two, get the hell back!” Mo Hao's voice had even changed.

His intention was to let her get familiar with Zhang Heng. Who knew that Mo Yeyue would follow him out. Not only did he follow them, he even pushed them into the river. ”Not only did he push them into the river, he even sent them into the barracks.

That Zhang Heng with his tender arms and legs, would definitely not be able to take it if he went to the army camp. The key thing was, how would he even have the face to see Minister of Rites in the future?

Mo Ranran looked at his father, and then obediently walked towards the restaurant, their carriage stopped below.

Mo Hao did not follow the two back, but chased after the Minister of Rites instead.