Chapter 144 The Unlucky Prince Goes Crazy (14)

Tuoba Hong didn't know that he was about to be executed. Since that day when Mo Su left, his spirits became better day by day.

When the dusk smoke came, Tuoba Hong was wolfing down a bowl of rice.

"Fourth brother, how does it feel to have your last meal before execution?" Mu Yan sat opposite Tuoba Hong, resting her elbows on the edge of the table, holding her chin with both hands, watching him eat.

"How did you get in? What do you mean by last meal? I don't understand what you are saying," Tuoba Hong didn't want to look awkward while eating in front of Mu Yan, so he simply put down his bowl and chopsticks and stopped eating.

"Fourth brother, don't you know? From the moment it was light today, people began to kneel outside the palace gate. By the time lunch was almost here, almost all the people had arrived."

Mu Yan blinked and asked with a smile, "Fourth brother, do you know why they are here?"

Tuoba Hong looked at Mu Yan, who was keeping the secret, in confusion. "If you want to say it, say it. If you don't want to say it, forget it."

Mu Yan chuckled and continued, "They petitioned the emperor to execute the fourth prince, who was the reincarnation of a fox demon. Do you think the emperor agreed or not?"

"Impossible, you're talking nonsense," Tuoba Hong stood up from the chair and growled, pointing at Muyan.

Seeing that he was on the verge of collapse, Mu Yan stopped talking, still resting her hands on the table, staring at him with a smile in her eyes.

Tuoba Hong felt increasingly anxious as he was stared at by him. He took a step back in disbelief and nearly tripped over the stool behind him.

"Did you come here today on purpose to laugh at me? I don't remember having any grudge against you," Tuoba Hong asked the doubts in his heart as he looked at Mu Yan with a smile in her eyes. He had almost no contact with his seventh brother after returning to the palace. He didn't understand why he hated him so much.

"Fourth brother, can you still dream about the young man you sent away with your own hands at night? Can you sleep well at night?" Mu Yan withdrew her hands from the table, and there was no smile in her clear eyes.

"How do you know?" Tuoba Hong asked with a trembling voice. He had forgotten when it started, but he dreamed of a young man every night, but he had never seen through his appearance.

"Fourth brother, I won."

Tuoba Hong's eyes suddenly widened. This voice, this tone...how could it be so similar to the one in his dream.

"Who are you and what do you want to do?" Tuoba Hong walked forward and tried to grab Mu Yan's collar, but before his hand touched the edge of his clothes, he was slapped to the ground.

Tuoba Hong lay on the ground and was unable to get up. Seeing him like this, Mu Yan felt bored and turned to leave the room.

In order to arrange the rescue of Tuoba Hong, Mo Su summoned almost all of his spies in the capital. After many discussions, he finally formulated a feasible plan.

The next day, at three o'clock in the afternoon, the West Market of the capital was already crowded with people. Tuoba Hong, with disheveled hair, was dragged to the beheading platform by two guards and knelt facing the people.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, the executioner raised his knife and slashed cleanly and neatly.

The onlookers saw Tuoba Hong being beheaded with their own eyes, and they clapped their hands and cheered loudly.

For them, what was beheaded was a fox demon that was causing trouble to the world, not a human life, so they had no need to be afraid.

At the same time, Mo Su drove a carriage out of the east gate of the capital without anyone noticing, heading straight for the Western Regions.

After more than half a month on the road, Mo Su finally returned to the Western Region City. He drove his carriage into an unknown alley and finally stopped in front of an inconspicuous black wooden door.

"You'd better not go out here," Mo Su jumped out of the carriage and whispered a warning to the people sitting in the carriage.

"I know, thank you for your care along the way," Tuoba Hong lifted the door curtain and got off the carriage.

Mo Su had no mood to exchange these polite words with him. This time, he risked his own life and found a death row prisoner to put a human skin mask on him before he could get Tuoba Hong out of Zongren Mansion.

All of this had nothing to do with Tuoba Hong. "I'll give you one more day. If you don't tell me where the child is, I'll find a place for you to talk."

After leaving Zongren Mansion, Tuoba Hong regained his previous spirited appearance. "Come tomorrow and I'll tell you." He had asked Mo Su for the child out of desperation. He never expected that Mo Su would attach so much importance to the child.

Based on his understanding of his father, the child was destined to die the moment he discovered him.

As for the child that Mo Su wanted, he had already found a substitute. On the way to the Western Regions, he contacted his people outside. As soon as he arrived tomorrow, he would give the child to Mo Su and go to gather his troops. Since he could not be the emperor legitimately, he would sit on that throne even if he had to bear the infamy of being a traitor.

Tuoba Hong didn't know that what he gave birth to was not a child at all, but just a ball of flesh.

It was a dark and windy night. In a dense forest near the imperial city, Muyan took a shovel and found the place where Li Dequan had dug a hole that night. After digging for a long time, the shovel in his hand could no longer move.

Muyan threw away the shovel in her hand and dug out the box buried in the soil.

Wanzai: "Boss, don't open it yet, try the Xiangxiang Pills that I got as a reward for the points from my last mission."

The handkerchief that Muyan had prepared to seal her mouth and nose was useless because of Wanzi's Xiangxiang pills, so he stuffed it back into his sleeve.