Mo Xiuyao looked at him and said calmly: "A mere jade seal in the Kingdom probably won't give you the courage to go against me. Is there anything else?" Mo Jingyu said nothing. It's not that he still wants to deny Mo Xiuyao, but that he really can't say it. If he says it, he will only die.

Seeing him holding on to the end, Mo Xiuyao sneered and said, "Do you think I can't check [Biqudao     ] if you don't say it?"

Mo Jingyu's face turned pale, and finally lowered his head and said hoarsely: "Since the prince already knows, why bother ask again?"

Mo Xiuyao stared at him and said, "I just don't understand... Why did you, as a royal family of Great Chu, sell your country for just a few hundred thousand taels of silver? In those two years, at least half of the massacred people in the north had to be counted on your head, right?" Mo Jingyu pale, his lips trembled slightly, and he closed his eyes for a long time before sighing, "For why... I don't know why. Maybe it's to fight for a breath. They are all the sons of the father, Mo Jingqi and Mo Jingli, a fool, will be the big Chu.

The waste was divided, but they could still take turns to take power. Even if Mo Jingqi was killed by Mo Jingli, the Empress Dowager would rather tolerate house arrest than letting us outsiders take power. They were intrigue for power, while those of us who worked diligently for the Great Chu, were actually very jealous of the status of the people who wanted to buy a small thing. Didn’t King Ding have received such a life? If the Prince Ding Mansion was not as rich as a country, what would King Ding live in those years?”

"Do you think you are smarter than Mo Jingqi and Mo Jingli?" Mo Xiuyao sneered and asked.

Mo Jingyu raised his hand to cover his eyes and said sadly: "I thought so originally, but now... I don't know." He was not a crazy traitor. His momentary confusion had already made irreversible mistakes. When he woke up, the Great Chu had moved south. He was able to assist Mo Jingli in the past few years. Unfortunately, because of his royal identity, Mo Jingli was always guarding against him. Now... is there still someone coming to turn these accounts?

For a moment, Mo Jingyu seemed a little discouraged and looked up at Mo Xiuyao and said, "I will tell you what you want to know. What you want to do with me... It's up to you. But... my children are still in Dachu, and I hope that the Ding Prince's Mansion can ensure their safety. I don't seek wealth, but only for their peace and safety." After saying these words, Mo Jingyu seemed to have grown up several years in an instant.

Mo Xiuyao pondered for a moment, nodded and agreed.

Mo Jingyu knew Mo Xiuyao. Although his tricks made the enemy angry. However, he always kept his promises when he made his promise. Mo Jingyu nodded and said, "Come with paper and pen. I can only tell you what I know, but the Empress Dowager may not tell me everything."

A moment later, Mo Xiuyao and Ye Li left the cell with the information provided by Mo Jingyu. Mo Jingyu in the cell was still sitting in the wide chair, as if he was no longer angry. Mo Jingyu's ending was already destined. He had always been severely punished for traitors, whether Mo Xiuyao or the Ding Prince's Mansion. No matter whether he or she was able to do anything, there was only a way out. Now, no one cares about his life and death.

This night seemed very long, and there was a bloody storm in many places that the people immersed in joy did not know. The stakes that Mo Jingli had secretly proudly relied on were removed one by one. By the next day, many people would find that the people who were originally living by their side suddenly lost their traces overnight, and they would never find their traces again.

At this time, Mo Xiaobao naturally would not know how much his father had done when he was trying hard to figure out how to make Mo Jingli play. At this time, Mo Xiaobao was lying on the roof with a smile, peeping down through the tile crack. Climbing the roof of a person with not very low martial arts skills in this place defended by heavy troops is enough to show that Mo Xiaobao has a lot of confidence in his light skills. The secret guards who followed him secretly protected him were willing to let him climb Mo Jingli's roof, which also proves that they are quite sure of their prince's abilities.

Mo Xiaobao was staring at the man who was furious below with a smirk on his face. The whole room was smashed completely. He wanted to slap Mo Xiuyao in the face hard, and even took his life, but it was not satisfactory. Instead, he made himself a joke from others. How could Mo Jingli not be angry? After venting hard, Mo Jingli finally calmed down a little and said in a deep voice: "Get the wine!"

After a while, someone walked in with wine and put it on the table. Mo Jingli glanced at the guard who came in with wine in annoyedly and said in a deep voice: "Go out!" Since he was injured by Mo Xiuyao in Liyang, Mo Jingli has very disliked contact with people. Except when necessary, he usually takes them alone. This naturally made people around him feel strange. After all, although Mo Jingli was not a bad ghost in lust in the past, there were not many women around him. But they have been fleeing, so Mo Jingli's unfamiliar sex slander did not attract too many people's attention.

Mo Jingli sat at the table and poured a glass of wine into his mouth. The scorching stimulation of the strong wine made his eyes a little congested. Tonight's huge frustration and the faint panic in his heart made him unable to help pour wine into his mouth one by one.

On the roof, Mo Xiaobao wrinkled his nose as he smelled the pungent smell of alcohol. He smiled and took out a very small pill from his arms and poured it into the cracks of the tiles. The faint powder was sprinkled casually, some fell into the wine glass, and some fell on Mo Jingli's body. Mo Xiaobao frowned in disappointment and sighed helplessly. If he threw the pills directly into Mo Jingli's wine, he would definitely be discovered by Mo Jingli. Although it was not easy to find it, he was afraid that the medicine would not work enough. In fact, if Mo Jingli had not been irritated and poured the strong wine, he would be afraid that the powder he scattered would have been discovered. In this reality, Mo Xiaobao had to accept it helplessly, looked at Mo Jingli below, and quietly left the roof.

Soon, the originally quiet courtyard suddenly became lively. A fire suddenly broke out in the backyard for some reason. It was naturally not a big deal, but at this very sensitive time, any slight unusualness may attract the secret guards of the Dingwang Mansion. The entire courtyard suddenly became a mess. Except for the people stationed at the door, everyone else began to work hard to put out the fire and look for traces.

Mo Jingli, who was originally drinking, suddenly heard the noise and was even more displeased. He suddenly opened the door and said sternly: "What's going on?!" A guard hurriedly came forward and reported: "Your Majesty, there was a sudden fire in the backyard..."
Chapter completed!