Lin Mo shook his head. He had received Sun Mian's letter yesterday, which was why he had such a headache, to the point that he could only relieve the stress by driving recklessly.

But it didn't work out; I still had to face what I had to face.

He never expected that the way he had thought of a hundred ways to tell Su Qing'er would be in this kind of situation, at this time, and in this kind of tone!

"Your Highness..." Su Qing'er felt extremely wronged. "Then what will you do?"

Su Qing'er was incredibly intelligent and naturally knew that Lin Mo would never marry the princess.

However, both Sun Mian and Miss Sun were in the capital, under the control of the Empress.

If he refuses, it's uncertain whether the Empress will take action against Sun Mian.

Lin Mo would do the same thing he did when he abandoned Qin Zhixing, Xu Chu, and his more than 30,000 subordinates.

Should he give up on Sun Mian and his nominal fiancée?

"I will not marry that woman's daughter!" Lin Mo reiterated.

However, he did not say that he would not marry Miss Sun.

As is natural for a woman, Su Qing'er would naturally overthink things.

"So, how does Your Highness intend to refuse?" she asked.

Upon hearing this, Lin Mo's head began to ache again.

"That's exactly what's troubling me!"

He Xiao promised to save Guo Wenlong's wife and daughter, but he hasn't done so yet.

It's worth noting that Wei Maozhen, the mother and daughter, certainly wouldn't care too much.

It's taken so long already, what about Sun Mian's family, who are currently in the eye of the storm...?

Heading to the capital? To meet the Empress?

This was the first thing Lin Mo thought of, but it was such an obvious trap that even a blind man could see it.

In terms of public opinion, the Empress has the upper hand.

Lin Mo said he wanted to "purge the court of corrupt officials," and Wei Maozhen sent Li Hu to you, along with a form for Lin Mo to fill out himself!

Now, the Empress says she wants to marry her daughter to you, and also help you fulfill your parents' original marriage agreement.

At the same time, Wei Maozhen also stated that she would support Lin Mo no matter how many concubines he took.

You must know, she was a princess of the mighty Great Xia Dynasty.

How many concubines is allowed a prince consort to take as he pleases?

This is how you treat monarchs from other countries!

With such a "wise and righteous" emperor, why does Lin Mo continue to refuse? Will he remain stubborn to the end?

He wanted to do that, but doing so would completely alienate the people!

"Game of Thrones, it's fucking disgusting!" Lin Mo exclaimed. "When I get really angry, I don't care about anything else, I'll just kill her without leaving a single survivor!"

That damned woman wants to have a 'blood wedding' with me!

No need to guess, as long as I go to the capital, she will definitely kill me at the so-called wedding!

They can accuse me of treason and attempted assassination. Anyway, the capital is her territory; she can say whatever she wants!

Suddenly, Lin Mo seemed to have thought of something.

"A bloody wedding? A face-to-face refresh..." he thought to himself, "Could I do that?"

Li Hu, Li Hu, a pawn like you can still be of some use!

Lin Mo said thoughtfully.

"Your Highness, what bloody wedding?" Su Qing'er asked, puzzled.

"Hahaha, it's nothing!" After figuring out his plan, Lin Mo glanced at Su Qing'er's naked body, and his primal instincts were instantly aroused. "Qing'er, this king wants to get on the fast track again..."

Seeing Lin Mo's lecherous expression, Su Qing'er was completely convinced.

She wanted to shout no, but she didn't dare to say it out loud.

Because this would only embolden his evil intentions, so tonight she could just wait to be tormented to the point of death!

So all she could do was shout, "Your Highness, you're so wicked!"

Then, in coordination with Lin Mo, they launched a new sprint!

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Li Hu took a bite of the meat in his hand, ignoring its squirming and screaming.

The belly is the fattest and most tender part.

He tore into the delicious meat, hot blood gushing from the corner of his mouth.

It was so delicious that he was almost moved to tears.

Driven by his rumbling hunger, he wolfed down his food, and by the third bite, he had stopped struggling.

He felt quite content.

What could this be? Li Hu didn't know! Anyway, it was food, and live food at that.

It's Ran Min, yes, it's that guy named Ran Min.

That person was simply inhuman...

Li Hu shook his head in anguish; he felt a soul-crushing fear of Ran Min.

Just then, voices came from outside the prison door.

He froze in fright, too afraid to chew another bite; his mouth was full of blood, flesh, and fur that he could neither swallow nor spit out.

He listened with trepidation to the clinking of keys as footsteps approached.

"No, no," he thought, "I really can't take it anymore!"

"That Lord Ran Min is going to punish me again."

Was that food my last meal before I was executed? I shouldn't have eaten it, but I was too hungry.

The last meal was probably two or three days ago.

It's so dark underground, it's hard to tell.

The straw spread on the floor reeked of urine. There were no windows, no bed, not even a slop bucket.

Li Hu vaguely remembered that the walls were light red, revealing patches of saltpeter, and there was a gray door made of broken wood, about four feet thick, with iron nails nailed to it.

He glanced briefly into the room as he was pushed in, but after the door slammed shut, he could see nothing at all. There was no light in the room; he was no different from someone who was blind.

At this time, his limbs were as thin as reeds; his belly was bloated and his stomach was empty.

The hunger was unbearable, and beside him was a traitor named Feng Xueqian.

It is said that this person was once from Xichuan, but after committing a crime, he betrayed the Great Xia and served the Dos people.

After Lin Mo defeated the Dos coalition, this man became a prisoner and was imprisoned with Li Hu.

In the end, Feng Xueqian starved to death in front of Li Hu. Li Hu vaguely remembered that Feng Xueqian was so hungry that he ate his own fingers, but he still couldn't survive.

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