Quick Transmigration Female Lead: Male God, Never Stopping

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 Since the eighth prince was born to his favourite concubine Li, he naturally couldn’t go to the Feng Dynasty.
 The crown prince was the future heir of the Mo Dynasty, so that was even more impossible.

By process of elimination, the only one who could go was Mo Ye.

“But this one once gave the fourth prince an engagement.”  Mo Gong Yi hesitated a bit.

Concubine Li shook her head and said, “Now that the eldest princess is gone, that engagement isn’t worth anything.”

In the end, the emperor overturned his previous edict and ordered Mo Ye to go to the Feng Dynasty as a hostage prince.

That night, the previous host wept under the peach blossom tree that they drank wine most frequently under.

Mo Ye walked towards her step by step and patted her head under the moonlight, “Don’t cry.
 Wait for me to come back.”

“I will wait, I will definitely wait for you.”

Mo Ye had told her that he would make a difference on this trip to the Feng Dynasty.

He no longer wanted to be a useless person that others could slaughter, even not being able to protect his most important person.

She would have come to age in another year, there was clearly only a year before their wedding.

They didn’t care if they were rich or poor, they feared nothing if they were together.

It was a pity that god didn’t give them that chance.
 Three days later, he had no choice but to go to the Feng Dynasty as a hostage prince.

Perhaps he might not come back his entire life.

Perhaps she would wait her entire life.

Perhaps this was the happy ending of the story.

But he did come back.
 He spent three years gathering power in the Feng Dynasty and by rescuing the Emperor Feng’s daughter, he made princess Feng Ling Er fall in love with him.

Emperor Feng loved his daughter and admired capable people.
 Mo Ye won every battle and had long lost his status as a hostage prince, becoming a famous general.

Three years later, when he came back to the Mo Dynasty, there was someone else that