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Mo Yan wanted to say something more, but couldn't think of anything to convince them, so she said angrily, "Since that's the case, you don't need to pretend here anymore. Go, go, go... all of you, go."

"Xiao Qi!" Zhan Zhao called out to her in a low voice, trying to pull her away. Mo Yan was annoyed. He naturally understood, but it was one thing to send him away, but Su Zui and Zhao Yu were people whose time together was limited. How could she send Su Zui away as well?

Mo Yan shook off his hand, glared at him angrily, and went to hide in the corner of the tent, no longer saying anything about telling him to leave.

Seeing her expression, Zhan Zhao knew perfectly well that she was extremely angry with him, and could only sigh inwardly. He could be lenient about Bai Yingyu's matter back then, but this matter was far too important. He could not risk the friendship between the two countries. Once exposed, it would surely cause a great upheaval between Song and Liao, and war might even break out. At that time, it would not only be a few people who would suffer, but the people of the whole country.

He knew that Mo Yan must understand this principle as well, but she was soft-hearted and couldn't bear to see things go wrong, which was why she was angry with him.

Although Mo Yan remained silent in the corner of the tent, she had another plan in mind.

She knew of one person who, if he was the one who came up with the idea, would most likely be listened to.

Volume 3, Chapter 41

Su Zui stayed quietly by Zhao Yu's side until dawn. Zhan Zhao had to urge him to get up, and he gazed at Zhao Yu with lingering affection before following Zhan Zhao out the way they had come. After they left, Mo Yan only managed a short nap before hurrying to Ning Jin's tent as soon as it was light.

Because of his concern for Zhao Yu's illness, Ning Jin hadn't slept well that night. Upon hearing the report, he quickly called Mo Yan in.

"What, is it Xiao Yu'er?"

Seeing Mo Yan arrive early in the morning with a solemn expression, Ning Jin thought Zhao Yu's condition had changed and asked anxiously.

“The princess is still unconscious,” Mo Yan replied.

Hearing this, Ning Jin finally breathed a sigh of relief. A maidservant wrung out a face towel and presented it to him. He took it, wiped his face casually, and then threw it back. The maidservant helped him put on his outer robe and was about to tie his belt when Ning Jin impatiently waved his hand, signaling them to leave.

Meanwhile, Mo Yan stood quietly to the side, silent, her face grave and unyielding.

Ning Jin rarely saw Mo Yan like this, and knew she must have something important to say, so he dismissed the others without waiting for her to speak.

After everyone had left, Mo Yan whispered to Ning Jin, "Your Highness, do you wish for the princess to live or to die?"

Hearing this, Ning Jin was speechless for a moment, then glared at her angrily: "What... what are you saying! Of course I hope she can live a good life."

"I have a way that might save the princess's life."

"What method?" Ning Jin asked.

Mo Yan stared at him and said, "But I'm afraid you won't agree to this method."

"What could be more important than Xiao Yu'er's life? How could I refuse if it could save her?" Ning Jin said urgently. "Tell me quickly!"

"Alright, then let me ask you, if the princess could survive, but couldn't stay in Liao to marry Yelü Hongji, would you agree?"

"She's so sick, how can you possibly make her better?"

“I have no choice, but I believe there is someone who can do it,” Mo Yan said. “The person the princess always thought was dead is actually alive and is right here in the camp.”

Ning Jin was slightly startled.

"If we can let him take the princess away, perhaps there's still a chance for her to have a chance," Mo Yan said quietly.

Where could they go?

"The world is vast, and as long as no one goes looking for them, they can go anywhere."

Ning Jin was stunned. He understood what Mo Yan meant, but the idea was so shocking that he didn't even dare to think about it.

Where exactly is that person? And who is he?

Mo Yan hesitated for a long time before finally saying, "It's the stableman in the camp, Old Hu, whose real name is Su Zui."

Upon hearing this, Ning Jin was speechless: "So old..."

“He was in disguise,” Mo Yan quickly explained.

"Was the limp faked?"

"No, that's not it, my leg is really broken."

Ning Jin pondered for a long time, but still couldn't make a decision: "This matter, this matter... this matter is extraordinary, I need to think about it carefully."

Mo Yan stared straight at him, her voice flat: "Time is running out."

"I know." Ning Jin was in a state of confusion. He took a deep breath, turned his head and saw that Mo Yan's eyes were dark circles, indicating that she hadn't slept all night. He said, "You should go and rest too. Your eyes are sunken from staying up all night."

"Mm." Mo Yan responded, but didn't leave. She stared at him and added, "Time is running out."

Already annoyed, Ning Jin was made even more so by her actions. He waved his hand impatiently and said, "I know, I know... go ahead."

Mo Yan then slowly left the tent.

This girl… Ning Jin let out a long sigh, and was about to sit down and have a sip of tea when suddenly the curtain was lifted a crack, and Mo Yan’s voice came in: “Your Highness, time is running out.”

Ning Jin was furious: "Get out of here right now! Zi Chu, don't let me see her again today!"

Mo Yan returned to Zhao Yu's tent dejectedly and looked around. Zhao Yu was still fast asleep, and since there were maids attending to him, she wasn't missing. For the next day, except for meals, Mo Yan squatted outside Zhao Yu's tent, her hand unconsciously waving a branch, her eyes fixed on the footprints coming and going in the remaining snow, occasionally glancing up at Ning Jin's sleeping quarters.

If it were the old her, she would have disregarded everything and tried her best to get Zhao Yu away from this hellish place, letting all the talk of alliances between the two countries go to hell; survival was the most important thing. But now, she hesitated…

Because, although she was annoyed with him, she knew that Zhan Zhao's concerns were justified.

During her three years in Kaifeng, after arriving in Liao, she witnessed the princess's actions and Brother Zhan's forbearance. From these people around her, she knew that she could no longer be as rash as before in this matter. Even if she were to do it, she had to consider it carefully first and could no longer act recklessly, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable.

That's why she insisted on getting Ning Jin's approval first.

Only if Ning Jin agrees can others be persuaded, and only then can this matter proceed quietly.