"Touch!" Mo Jingli waved his hand, and all the decorations on the table fell to the ground. No one who was serving in the tent dared to come forward to clean up, but just knelt on the ground timidly and did not dare to move.

"Mo Xiuyao! Ye Li... I will never let you go!" Mo Jingli's voice was cold and sinister as if it was coming from hell.

Marquis Muyang woke up from his coma, and the scenery in front of him made him shine for a moment. It was obviously not the prison he stayed in the Chu army camp, but a gloomy dungeon. He couldn't help but smile faintly. The emperor moved him here, was he worried that someone would come to rob the prison? He was too worried. He gave Mu Yang the strength of Marquis Muyang's mansion to Mu Yang, and where would anyone come to save him?

After sleeping for too long, his whole body was a little stiff. Mu Yanghou moved to sit up, but was stunned when he saw the person not far away.

In an instant, Mu Yanghou's face turned pale, the old and slightly drooping lips kept shaking, and he stared blankly at the "person" outside the cell not far away. To be precise, it was a corpse. Mu Yang's unswerving eyes were wide open, and the blood on his abdomen had turned dark. There was also a hideous scar on his neck, which repeatedly showed that he had lost his life.

"Yang'er!" Mu Yanghou exclaimed sternly, and his old body rushed to the edge of the cell at a speed that was completely inconsistent with his physical condition. Unfortunately, he was blocked by the iron bars of the cell, and he could not touch the person lying there quietly. Mu Yanghou suddenly burst into tears, "Yang'er... Yang'er! Who... Who killed you?!"

In the empty cell, only his shrill voice echoed. Mu Yang Hou fell weakly on the edge of the cell, staring blankly at his son's body. For a moment, countless thoughts flashed through his mind. Mu Yang was his only son and his only hope. Without Mu Yang, it seemed that everything in this world had no meaning. Mu Yang's mansion... It's over...

He was eager for fame and fortune in his life, and only hoped that the Muyang Marquis Mansion would be carried forward in his own hands. But now, the Muyang Marquis Mansion was destroyed in his own hands. His only son was also dead in front of him. Was he really wrong?

"Yang'er... Why? Why don't you take my life away?! Why do you want to kill my son! Emperor! Emperor! Muyang's Marquis's Mansion is loyal..."

"Mu Yang Hou called the Emperor... Is it Mo Jingqi or Mo Jingli?" A slightly cold voice reminded from the outside, and the gate of the dungeon that was originally confined was pushed open from the outside with a creaking sound. A handsome man in black walked in.

"Qin Feng?! You killed Yang'er?" Mu Yang Hou was shocked. He originally thought Mu Yang was captured by Mo Jingli, but it turned out that he had fallen into the hands of Prince Ding's Mansion without realizing it. It was also... I recalled the sudden coma before he woke up. If it were Mo Jingli, there was no need.

Qin Feng did not deny it and said calmly: "Since Mr. Muyang understands it, I think he knows why he ended up like this, right?" Qin Feng may have some emotion about Mu Yang's death, but Qin Feng had no idea about the fate of Mu Yang. The Mo family army valued loyalty and righteousness the most. Mu Yang Marquis had sex with Mo Jingli before Mo Jingqi fell ill and died. The princess and princess who were killed by Mu Yang Marquis back then were even more hatred among the whole Prince Ding Mansion. Perhaps he was obedient from the position of Mu Yang Marquis, but from the position of Ding Mansion, especially in the view of Ding Wang Mo Xiuyao, this is a crime. This may not be true or wrong. The strong have the right to deal with his enemies.

Mu Yanghou couldn't help but tremble and closed his eyes in pain. Seeing the people of Ding Prince's Mansion, what else do you don't understand? He was cautious all his life. In the eyes of outsiders, he seemed to be a person who was a tempted by the power and had the backbone of a general. Therefore, after the decline of the Ding Prince's Mansion, he devoted himself to Mo Jingqi. He neither ignored political affairs like Nanhou nor secretly helped Ding Prince's Mansion like the Hua family. He did whatever the emperor wanted him to do, was he a subject? It was natural to obey the king's orders, even if... it was wrong.

But one of the things he did wrong in his life was that he led his troops to besiege Princess Ding. Because of this, he ruined the retreat of the Muyang Marquis Mansion. So when he saw that Mo Jingqi was about to die, he could only immediately surrender to Mo Jingli. He could not surrender to the Ding Mansion like the Nanhou and the Leng family, nor did he have the courage to bet on the whole family of the Hua family and the Da Chu like Duke. He wanted to live, and power was in control, so that the Muyang Marquis Mansion would be passed down from generation to generation. But now... the struggle and efforts of these years have finally been wasted.

"Dingwang Mansion...Dingwang Mansion... Why?! I just obeyed orders back then!" Marquis Mu Yang roared, he was unwilling to accept it. If he could choose what happened back then, would he be overestimating his ability to become an enemy of Prince Dingwang Mansion? Perhaps... occasionally he had a little thought, if Prince Dingwang Mansion was completely destroyed, could Mu Yang Marquis Mansion replace it... But that was just a little thought.

Qin Feng said calmly: "When you came out, the prince asked me to bring a word to Marquis Mu."

Mr. Mu Yang looked at him and heard Qin Feng say, "The prince said that the bone-thoracic pain that I have experienced will definitely be rewarded a hundred times. The prince spared Mu Yang's life back then, and now he will take it back."
Chapter completed!