Looking at the mountains at a distance, the mountains are stacked into cotton.

The forests are quiet, and birds live without chirping; the flowing water is clear, and the fish are not striking. Even though there is a fairyland in the sky, it is not as good as the heaven on earth. The bamboo building at the foot of the mountain seems to be born in the heaven and earth, combined with the deep forests, giving the creation of nature and insulting the magical work of the axe. The two mountains are sandwiched together, flowing water goes west and east. The river water that has no reason has passed away inadvertently, flowing with an eternal rhythm.

Rowing on the river, flowing with the waves and rippling with the wind. The water shines in the forest, and the reflection of the green cypresses walking among the white clouds.

It is like driving on the green peak, chasing the lush greenery. The sun and the moon are clear and bright, but they are just passing by, and they cannot appreciate this unique charm. The mist is covered with gaons, the mountains are hidden, floating in the blue sky, which is better than the sea and sky.

"The landscape painting appears in the landscape painting, and the mountains and rivers sleep in the painting; I don't know the distance between spring, and the four seasons are the same as before."

The old drunkard was wearing three younger generations in the boat, and he even started painting on the boat.

The sky gradually darkened, and he stopped painting until the afterglow of the setting sun faded, but he picked up the wine pot and took a sip.

"Old drunkard, do you really care about my mother, your daughter's life or death?" When Mo Xun asked, Princess Ziyou was already crying in a hurry. Only Fang Qiong was looking carefully at the landscape paintings made by the old drunkard.

The old drunkard patted Fang Qiong's little head and said to Mo Xun and Princess Ziyou: "I'm anxious too, but what I'm anxious about is different from what you are anxious about. You are anxious about seeing what your own mother looks like. Ziyou is worried about her mother's safety, and what I'm anxious about is that auspicious people will have their own appearance."

"You mean, my mother will have noble people to help me?" Mo Xun asked.

The old drunkard kicked Mo Xun and scolded, "Can you stop biting the word "kit" so heavily?"

"I used to call my stepmother, and I never knew she was my stepmother. It was not until two years ago when my grandmother died. I was used to calling others, and I was not used to calling her mother." Mo Xun said word by word, but tears were in his eyes.

Princess Ziyou cried while begging the old drunkard to help her mother.

The old drunkard was so angry that she pointed at the river bank and said, "Okay, okay, little girl, don't cry. The noble man is there, I'll take you to beg him."

As he said that, the old drunkard snatched the oar from Mo Xun's hand and rowed hard towards the shore.

When the four of them came to the shore, they found a strange man squatting alone on the shore.

Mo Xun, Princess Ziyou and Fang Qiong both observed the man carefully, and the three young men's eyes were full of disbelief and doubt.

Mo Xun looked back at the old drunkard and asked in confusion: "Is it reliable? This guy is more worn than you. Is he the noble person you call me?"

"Hehe, I just said it casually." The old drunkard covered his mouth and smiled. Princess Ziyou started crying loudly, and Mo Xun and Fang Qiong both covered their ears.

"Hey, brother, I have wine, I have a taste?" The old alcoholic walked up and took the initiative to talk to the man squatting on the shore.

The man turned around and showed a pale face under the moonlight, pale like a dead person. Mo Xun took a breath. He had never seen such a bleak and dull face.

The man stood up and grabbed the wine pot from the old drunkard's hand. Gudong Gudong took a few sips. After drinking, he threw the wine pot into the sea. The old drunkard was so angry that he stamped his feet.

"The wine is good, it's good!" the man said at the top of his voice, as if others couldn't hear what he said.

Mo Xun felt that this person was quite interesting, so he leaned forward, stood in front of the man, and said, "You have a blood-colored beard on your face. Are you sick?"

"I'm not sick, you are sick, and they are all very sick." The man still shouted at the top of his voice.

"Uncle, what's your name?" Mo Xun asked curiously.

The man pointed to his chest and shouted: "Empty!"

"Empty? What a strange name. Why do you speak so loudly? We are not deaf." Mo Xun said loudly at the top of his voice like a strange man.

Kongwu smiled and said, "The opposite of the river is the royal city. At this moment, the demons in Beijun are already in the fortress. It is rare that there are still idle people here to appreciate the scenery of the river at night like me."

"Just before the night fell, I found a dying woman on the other side. She was covered in blood. Now she didn't know whether she was dead or alive. She was so miserable. And there were so many soldiers' bodies lying beside her, and she should be a big man." Kong Wu pointed to the front and said loudly. After hearing his words, Mo Xun and Princess Ziyou quickly returned to the boat, and the brother and sister tried their best to row the boat and swam towards the other side.

"Brother, will that man named Kongwu lie to us? Why did we and grandpa stay in the river for so long but didn't notice any movement on the other side?" Princess Ziyou said with suspicion.

Mo Xun said loudly: "Don't worry, just go and have a look."

A moment later, the brother and sister took a strait to the other side and found a group of soldiers' corpses. The two searched in the corpses, and soon found a woman covered in blood. Although she was covered in blood, there was only one woman among these corpses, so it was still easy to identify.

Princess Ziyou wiped off the blood stains on the woman's face and saw the woman's appearance clearly, and she burst into tears.

"Mom..." Mo Xun said to the woman.

"Princess, stop crying. Let's carry her to the boat and let the old drunkard save her." Mo Xun said softly, but turned around and found that the boat was missing. He exclaimed, looking at the other side, calling loudly, but he could not get any response. Because the two sides were far apart, it was night time and it was completely impossible to see the scenery on the other side.

"The old liar is really unchanged. This time he actually joined forces with outsiders to deceive us. He deliberately wanted to starve us to death!" Mo Xun cursed, extremely angry, feeling that he was deceived by the old drunkard again.

Princess Ziyou choked and said, "Why did grandpa treat us like this?"

"Who knows, the old liar has always been so unreliable, and no one knows what he is thinking." Mo Xun sighed and said helplessly.

Princess Ziyou felt wronged, tears flowed down one by one, half kneeling beside her mother, constantly calling out: "Mom, wake up, won't you fall down so easily. Mom, have you heard what the child said?"

Mo Xun was also carefully looking at his mother's appearance. At this moment, he realized that his mother was so charming, no wonder she became an empress.

"Princess, you should have money on you, right? Give me some, I'll go to the city to buy some medicine, cotton coats and quilts. Fortunately, it's spring now, and it's not very cold." Mo Xun said to Princess Ziyou.

Princess Ziyou took out some silver from her arms and said to Mo Xun: "At this time the Demon Army has occupied the royal city, the emperor must be extremely careful."
Chapter completed!