Moments later, a desperate, all-or-nothing frenzy ignited.
"Only the living have the right to fabricate the truth. Mo Yunhan, if you don't want Jiang Qingwan to die, kill yourself immediately!"
He exerted force suddenly, and the tip of the sword pierced Jiang Qingwan's delicate skin.
In the blink of an eye, beads of blood rolled down, staining the collar red.
Jiang Qingwan was so dazed that she resembled a rag doll, neither resisting nor even crying out in pain.
"don't want!"
Mo Yunhan was extremely anxious.
He quickly calculated the distance between the two people, assessing his chances of saving the person from the blade.
Zheng Qing had broken free of his restraints and kicked away the soldier who was still holding Wang Hao.
The two rushed to Mo Yunhan's side.
He glared angrily at Mo Shaoqing.
Wang Hao shouted urgently, "The chaos in the palace was stabilized only by the Ninth Princess risking her life. You must release the Princess immediately."
Zheng Qing also offered his earnest advice.
"Your Highness, the Emperor has returned to the palace. You are at your wit's end. Stop making futile struggles and release the prisoners immediately!"
Mo Shaoqing, however, had already gone mad.
Apply more force with your hand.
"Mo Yunhan, will you die or will she die?"
None of us will die!
Mo Yunhan suddenly exerted his strength.
He rushed towards Mo Shaoqing with unnatural footsteps.
Upon seeing this, Mo Shaoqing suddenly pressed down with force.
There is a ruthless urgency to fight to the death.
He thought that Mo Yunhan would attack him.
Unexpectedly, Mo Yunhan's target was only that long sword.
He gripped it with his bare hands, and his powerful internal energy shattered the longsword inch by inch.
Yet, it maintains an absolutely precise control over the force.
This would prevent Jiang Qingwan's wound from being affected when the sword breaks.
He didn't even glance at Mo Shaoqing.
He turned his back to her without a care, quickly squatted down next to Jiang Qingwan, his heart aching and his eyes red.
Even his voice was trembling.
"Wan'er, I'm here."
Mo Shaoqing staggered two steps, seeing that the opportunity was not to be missed, and raised his short sword to stab Mo Yunhan in the back.
But Zheng Qing and Wang Hao pounced on him and pinned him down.
The high-pitched, shrill voice of the chief eunuch rang out from below the stage.
"His Majesty ascends the Jade Terrace!"
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