Fu Meng was slightly surprised, but she still made a note of the person and nodded, "Yes."

Those who were beaten or killed kowtowed and begged for mercy.

Hearing the voices pleading for mercy, Mo Yunzhao spoke indifferently, "In the ancestral hall, I saved you because you were my people; in Zhaotian Garden, I killed you because you betrayed your master."

I obeyed her words—I will protect my own people and punish them myself.

Furthermore, they must obey her words—those who obey her and are loyal to her will be honored and live; those who betray her and deceive her will die!

Zhaotianyuan has a natural hot spring, where the warm water vapor swirls around, creating a scene resembling a fairyland.

Mo Yunzhao and Mo Yunlan were soaking in the hot spring, the swirling steam concealing their graceful figures.

After soaking for a while, Mo Yunlan couldn't hold back any longer. She turned her head to look at Mo Yunzhao, who was resting with his eyes closed, and asked urgently, "How did you manage to do what happened to Ling Yongqing?"

The night before last, Ah Zhao asked her to do something: find that woman and say she would help her get revenge.

Then she secretly took the woman back to the city lord's mansion, then left, hired assassins to hunt her down, and encountered Princess Ning'an...

Ling Yongqing wanted to scheme against her, so they played along.

Everything was as Ah Zhao had predicted.

Mo Yunzhao opened her eyes. Her long, curled eyelashes were damp with moisture, making her look much more harmless.

"The process doesn't matter, as long as the result is what we want."

In her past life, this woman sought revenge, and she actually learned Mo Yunlan's habits for a month and even impersonated her, but the assassination attempt ultimately failed.

So, she made use of it in this life.

Mo Yunlan nodded and didn't ask any more questions; as long as the result was good, that was enough.

She couldn't even imagine what would have happened to her if she hadn't followed Ah Zhao's instructions without question, and had gone to the First Prince's residence to ask for the healing pill.

Relieved, Mo Yunlan sighed deeply again, "Ling Yongqing doesn't have a repair pill, so what will happen to your dantian?"

If Ling Yongqing really has a top-grade healing pill, then even if she were the one to suffer all of this, so what?

As long as Ah Zhao can get better, she... is willing to sacrifice herself.

No, Ling Yongnian has a healing pill; she can ask him for it.

Mo Yunzhao rested her elbows on the edge of the hot spring, her body slightly turned towards Mo Yunlan. She raised her eyes and chuckled, "Sister, after crippling Patriarch Yu and Yu Ping'er, do I still need to repair my dantian?"

Mo Yunlan's eyes lit up, and she excitedly grabbed Mo Yunzhao's hand to sense her spiritual power, but her face immediately fell, filled with disappointment and heartache.

The spiritual energy has not recovered.

However, she will definitely find a way to help Ah Zhao recover, no matter what!

Mo Yunzhao raised his hand directly, "Even without spiritual power, I can still be the strongest."

Mo Yunlan looked up, about to speak, when she saw a small cluster of leaping purple flames on Mo Yunzhao's palm.

As soon as the flames appeared, the air in front of her compressed, making it difficult for her to breathe.

Mo Yunzhao withdrew her magic, her eyebrows curving into a smile: "Sister, trust me."

Mo Yunlan looked up at her, and seeing her confident and arrogant little face, she couldn't help but believe her to a large extent. "I believe you."

Moved, Mo Yunzhao leaned closer and said, "Sister, you are so kind."

Mo Yunlan snorted twice, "I don't believe you, I believe in my parents' genes."

After saying that, she asked in confusion, "What's going on between you and His Highness the Crown Prince?"

They seem to be having an affair.

Mo Yunzhao didn't want to mention him. "Sister, your body seems a bit flat?"

Mo Yunlan, who had been poked and criticized for being too calm, immediately exploded.

"Mo Yunzhao!!!"