Ling Yongqing continued to shout, "Don't look at her eyes, she's someone who can bewitch people and devour souls."

"So noisy!"

Ling Jingyu snorted unhappily, and then his figure flashed.

"Ah! Ah! Ah!"

Everyone watched as Ling Jingyu was brutally beaten with both hands and feet.

Ling Yongqing was completely powerless to resist and could only scream in agony.

They beat him for about 15 minutes.

Mo Yunzhao: "Don't kill him."

Ling Jingyu punched him hard in the mouth, then tossed his hair, stood up straight, straightened his disheveled red robe, and walked towards Mo Yunzhao.

He leaned closer, his devilish face curving into a smile, exuding irresistible charm.

"Ah Zhao, help me fix my hair."

Mo Yunzhao slapped his handsome face away and looked at Ling Yongqing, who was curled up on the ground, trembling.

"you say."

Ling Yongqing raised his mouth, blood streaming down his face, and looked at Ling Jingyu with a look of utter grievance in his eyes.

The crown prince said he was noisy, so he stopped talking to him.

Ling Jingyu said with a stern face, "Ah Zhao told you to speak, so just speak."

Mo Jinghao stepped forward, "City Lord, this person..."

Ling Jingyu interrupted him indifferently, "Noisy."

Thinking of the beating he received that night, Mo Jinghao silently retreated.

His Highness the Crown Prince is the kind of person who prefers to settle things with his fists.

Emperor Yanwu watched as Mo Yunzhao and Ling Jingyu, dressed in red, walked side by side on the red carpet into the hall, and then looked around at the double happiness symbols.

"Little Xizi, why do I feel like I'm marrying off my son?"

As Emperor Yanwu spoke, he tilted his head back at a 45-degree angle to look at the sky, silently forcing back the tears that were about to flow.

Grandpa Xi had a headache, so he took the opportunity to lecture him: "You should read fewer storybooks, especially those about matriarchal societies."

Emperor Yanwu looked into the hall and saw that the two women had already taken their seats at the head of the hall, one on each side.

Unable to hold back her tears, she clapped her hands, exclaiming, "What a perfect match! A match made in heaven!"

Mo Bici looked at the two of them, sitting on the high seats on either side of her, and her eyes turned red with anger.

Mo Yunzhao is still alive!

He's not dead!

They survived in such a dangerous place where death was almost certain!

It must be because His Highness the Crown Prince saved her, otherwise she couldn't have been so lucky.

Thinking of how His Highness the Crown Prince had to humiliate himself and fawn over Mo Yunzhao in order to obtain Moyang City, she felt a pang of heartache and looked up at Ling Jingyu with a pained expression.

Mo Jinghao stood beside Mo Bici, pulled her behind him, and gestured for her not to act impulsively.

Mo Yunzhao is back, so their plans will have to change.

Mo Yunzhao glanced over lightly, taking in everyone's expressions and subtle movements.

"Ling Yongqing, you speak."

Ling Yongqing trembled, but still spoke.

"About two weeks ago..."

The moment he opened his mouth, it was a toothless, bloody mouth; all his good teeth had been knocked out by Ling Jingyu's punch.

He spoke with some difficulty, "I'm going to confront Mo Bici. I even tied her to the bed, but she said..."

Mo Yunlan's eyes lit up with anticipation as she asked, "Did you sleep with her?"

"Big sister, how could you... how could you insult my reputation like this?" Mo Bici's eyes reddened, and she felt very aggrieved.

Ling Yongqing: Not yet, but they've stripped her naked and seen everything.

Mo Bici felt like she was going to faint. "You're talking nonsense! You didn't kidnap me at all! This was a plan between you and Mo Yunlan. You wanted to ruin my reputation!"

Mo Yunlan sneered at him, "Useless!"

Ling Yongqing continued, "I also wanted to sleep with her, but she said that the breakup of the engagement that day was Mo Yunzhao's idea. She could help me get rid of Mo Yunzhao, wipe away the shame, and become the city lord, so I let her go."