431. Xiaobao's Bet

Mo Xiuyao nodded with satisfaction and said with a smile: "Thank you very much. Since you are so generous, I will gladly accept it."

"Mo Xiuyao!" Mo Jingli could not help but roar. How could he not understand that he was fooled by Mo Xiuyao and was used as a bet with Xiling Beirong Nanzhao? Such humiliation almost made Mo Jingli lose his mind.

Mo Jingyu, who fell to the ground beside him, looked pale and his eyes were dim. It's over...

Mo Xiuyao said leisurely, "Jing Li, I told you more than ten years ago that you should do less things that require thinking. They are not suitable for you. With your personality, if you are in an advantageous position, how can you be willing to act cleanly and neatly without humiliating me? If I were you, I would not even enter this palace gate, but would just shoot arrows from outside."

"Do you think these are all the chips I have?" Mo Jingli sneered. Although he was extremely angry, he was not a teenager after all, so he quickly controlled his anger.

Mo Xiu Yao raised his eyebrows and said, "What else do you want to say? Uh, by the way, the little prince of Nanzhao is in your hands, right?" Mo Jingli sneered and said nothing. Mo Xiu Yao didn't care and said lightly, "So what if he is in your hands? The child is in Licheng now, right? Whose house are you hiding him in? I don't believe you can have many bases in Licheng. You... who can tell me where the little prince of Nanzhao is hidden by Mo Jingli?" Mo Xiu Yao looked down at the people below.

No one spoke for a long while. Mo Xiuyao lowered his eyes and said, "No one is willing to speak? I wonder if your family members are willing to speak?" Everyone's face suddenly changed. Most of them were heads of famous families or important figures. Their families were definitely not as simple as ordinary families with a few people. There were hundreds of people involved. The disaster of exterminating the clan... Everyone was terrified.

Mo Jingli sneered, "What do you think they will know?"

Mo Xiuyao approached the chair leisurely, playing with Ye Li's slender hands, and said with a smile: "Jing Li, you have suffered from these people, but you still don't learn your lesson. Do you think... you have something on them, so they will be obedient to you? Do you think they won't keep some tricks for themselves when they help you do things?"

Mo Jingli's expression froze, and he glanced at the people on the ground. Many people avoided his gaze uncomfortably, and Mo Jingli felt depressed.

In the palace, Mo Xiuyao clapped his hands and said, "Now, who will tell me the whereabouts of the little prince of Nanzhao?"

There was silence in the hall for a long time, and finally someone climbed up tremblingly, "Your Highness... Your Highness, spare my life. I... I say... Ah?!" Before he finished speaking, he was kicked out by Mo Jingli who was standing beside him. The person who spoke was just a weak scholar. Although Mo Jingli was not an absolute master, his martial arts skills were not weak. Kicking him was like playing, and he kicked the man out with a flying kick. He fell on the pillar next to him and spit out a mouthful of blood. Mo Jingli sneered: "Idiot! Do you think that Mo Xiuyao will let you go if you say so?!"

Mo Xiuyao shrugged his shoulders and said sincerely, "I can let you die more comfortably." In other words, you will die whether you say it or not, it's just a matter of how you die.

As a result, the people who were originally ready to take action fell silent again.

Mo Xiuyao was not in a hurry, he slowly stood up and walked down from the hall. His slow and steady steps gave people an indescribable sense of oppression, even the powerful Mo Jingli could not help but take two steps back, and when he came to his senses and realized what he had done, his face turned blue and purple.

"Lord Zhao?" Mo Xiuyao walked up to Zhao Zhefang and said with a smile.

"Prince...Prince?" Zhao Zhefang's face turned pale and he responded tremblingly.

"Where is the little prince of Nanzhao?" Mo Xiuyao asked. Zhao Zhefang shook his head and said, "Your Excellency...Your Excellency does not know."

"I don't know?" Mo Xiu Yao raised his eyebrows unhappily and said, "Then what do you know?" Zhao Zhefang's eyes wandered, and he didn't dare to look at Mo Xiu Yao for a moment. He just begged bitterly: "This old minister... This old minister knows nothing, please spare my life, Your Majesty! This old minister was confused for a moment, and I won't dare to do it again, never again." Mo Xiu Yao lowered his eyebrows and stared at him, sighed leisurely, and said lightly: "The Zhao family is destroyed and thrown into prison. He will be executed on a certain day." After that, Mo Xiu Yao no longer looked at Zhao Zhefang, as if he had no interest in him anymore.

The people lying on the ground were all stunned. They obviously didn't expect that Prince Ding's interrogation would be so clean and neat. Or, Prince Ding didn't care about the result at all.

"No! Prince, I know I was wrong, please spare my life..." Zhao Zhefang cried, and when he didn't get any look from Mo Xiuyao, he looked at Ye Li who was sitting in the palace, "Princess, I was wrong. Please spare me and my family. They are all innocent, please spare my life!" Ye Li sighed slightly, turned sideways to look at Mr. Qingyun and smiled, "Grandpa, it's too noisy here, let my fifth brother accompany you back to your room to rest first?"

Mr. Qingyun is old and doesn't want to see too much bloodshed. But he also knows that today's situation may not end so easily. He sighed and nodded, "Qingyan, come with me."

Master Xu Wu, who was watching the show with wide eyes, looked at Ye Li with grievance, but he had to stand up and help Mr. Qingyun down. When Mr. Qingyun disappeared from the back of the hall, Ye Li turned around and looked at Zhao Zhefang who was still begging desperately, and asked calmly: "Master Zhao said that your family is innocent. Do you know how many people will die if your plan succeeds today? When Master Zhao did this, did he think for even a moment that these people were innocent? I'm afraid he was thinking more about the benefits he could get after success?"

Zhao Zhefang was speechless. Ye Li took out a thin paper sheet from her sleeve pocket and said with a faint smile, "I have something here. Lord Zhao may want to take a look." The guard not far from Ye Li stepped forward and wanted to take the paper sheet. Ye Li waved her hand, stood up, walked down the steps, and personally handed the paper sheet to Zhao Zhefang.

Zhao Zhefang couldn't help trembling after just one look. Ye Li handed him only a thin piece of paper, but he recognized it as a tear from a book he had hidden in a secret compartment in his study. And what was recorded on it were things he couldn't tell others.

Once these things are made public, even if Prince Ding spares his life, he will not be able to survive. "I...I'm telling you. The young...prince, the young prince has been captured. He is hiding...hiding in a villa outside the city. The little prince of Nanzhao...I really don't know his whereabouts..."

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone in the room was shocked. Although the fact that the young master of Ding Wangfu had not appeared all day had already caused many people to speculate, no one expected that he was actually caught by Mo Jingli.

After hearing what Zhao Zhefang said, Mo Jingli was not angry, but laughed out loud, "Zhao Zhefang, do you think Mo Yuchen is still in your villa now? Do you really think I will trust you so much?" Zhao Zhefang remained silent. Mo Jingli was suspicious, and it was not impossible that he sent someone to take Mo Xiaobao away secretly after he transferred him.

"What do you think? Mo Xiuyao, did you win this game or did I win?" Looking at Mo Xiuyao and Ye Li, Mo Jingli sneered.

Mo Xiuyao held Ye Li's hand and looked at Mo Jingli calmly. Mo Jingli knew that he would not gain any advantage here today, so he stared at Mo Xiuyao angrily and said, "Get out of the way, let me out. Otherwise... you will have to wait for your son to collect his body."

Mo Xiuyao lowered his eyes and said calmly, "I sent someone to bring you a message earlier. Now it seems that you didn't hear it?"

Mo Jingli was stunned, and finally remembered what Mo Xiuyao meant. He sneered and said, "If I can't live, why should I care about him?" Mo Xiuyao frowned, and finally nodded and said, "Well, I said... the longer you live, the more painful it will be. Since you don't believe it, then go out. I promise that no one will attack you within a quarter of an hour after you leave Dingwang Mansion."

Mo Jingli stared at Mo Xiuyao warily, obviously not believing his promise. Mo Xiuyao didn't care and pulled Ye Li back to the hall.

"Are you really not afraid that I will kill your son?" Mo Jingli asked. He didn't believe that Mo Xiuyao would let him go so easily. Mo Xiuyao raised his eyebrows and said, "You can try."

"You think I don't dare?!" Mo Jingli gritted his teeth. Mo Xiuyao looked calm, "I said, you can try it." Can you kill him?

Mo Jingli hesitated for a moment, and finally left his poisoned subordinates and those who followed him and turned around and rushed out. Mo Xiuyao didn't care about his departure. With a wave of his hand, someone came forward to clean up the hall and brought fresh fruit snacks and wine again. Those black-clothed people who followed Mo Jingli and those who followed Mo Jingli to betray Prince Ding's Mansion were naturally moved out together. In less than half a minute, the hall returned to its previous appearance, as if nothing had happened.

"I was just joking with you all, sorry for shocking you all. I will drink a glass of wine to make amends to you all." In the hall, Mo Xiuyao raised his wine glass and said to the guests with a smile. The guests in the hall looked at the man in white clothes and white hair, and felt the cool wind blowing on their heads. They also stood up and drank a glass with Mo Xiuyao.

Seeing Mo Xiuyao chatting and laughing with everyone calmly, even the princess sat beside Ding Wang with a faint smile, as if she was not affected by the news that the young master was arrested. This made everyone doubt the authenticity of the news that the young master was arrested. But if it was false, why would Prince Ding let Mo Jingli go at this time?

"Your Highness, what do you think... Prince Ding wants to do?" The official behind Lei Tengfeng glanced at the little emperor Mo Suiyun who was sitting alone opposite him, and asked in a low voice.

Lei Tengfeng smiled calmly and said, "Clean up, establish authority, and by the way... play a trick on Mo Jingli for fun. It has nothing to do with us, so ignore it." Xiling's current situation does not require more calculations and risks. All they need is stability. As long as they can stabilize the current situation and preserve Xiling's vitality, nothing else matters.

"Playing tricks on Mo Jingli?" The official stammered, obviously unable to accept Lei Tengfeng's conclusion. Such a thing happened when all the countries came to congratulate. No matter how you look at it, it is a slap in the face of Prince Ding's Mansion. Would anyone really play with such a thing?

Lei Tengfeng sighed and said helplessly: "It's because Mo Xiuyao really treats this as a joke, so it seems more terrifying." Even such an important occasion and matter can be treated as a joke. Either he is incompetent or he doesn't take the enemy seriously. And Mo Xiuyao is obviously the latter.

The official understood what Lei Tengfeng meant and couldn't help but take a deep breath. He looked at Mo Xiuyao in the palace with awe and said, "Is he... Prince Ding so sure that nothing will happen to him?" It would be a big deal if any of the people attending the banquet tonight were injured, not to mention that one of them was the young master of Prince Ding's mansion?

Lei Tengfeng shook his head. He never felt that he understood Mo Xiuyao, and perhaps he would never understand him.

In the hall, Xu Qingchen glanced at Mo Xiuyao and said calmly: "Don't you want to go and take a look?" Mo Xiuyao smiled and said: "Don't worry, let him jump around for a while." It was obvious that he treated Lei Tengfeng as a puppy for a walk.

"Don't overdo it." Xu Qingchen reminded calmly. Although Mo Xiaobao was very smart and had someone secretly protecting him, he was still a child after all. If Mo Jingli did something to hurt Xiaobao, it would be a loss.

Mo Xiuyao helplessly pulled Ye Li up and said with a smile: "Well, let's go and take a look. Brother Lao Qingchen is here."

Seeing Mo Xiuyao stand up, the people who were still talking were stunned again, and then Mo Xiuyao smiled and said, "Everyone, the king and the princess have something else to do, so we will leave first. Master Lao Qingchen will accompany you later, so please enjoy yourself." Mo Xiuyao said it very politely and his meaning was very tactful. But it definitely didn't hinder everyone's understanding: the king is going to deal with Mo Jingli, and those who don't want to die should stay here obediently.

Seeing Prince Ding and his wife leave leisurely, everyone turned their attention to Master Qingchen. Master Qingchen smiled calmly, and said, "Please feel free to do as you please. I will offer you a drink first. Please."

"Mr. Qingchen, please."

In Li City, it was also very lively tonight. It was the one-year-old birthday of the two young princes and the little princess of Prince Ding's Mansion, and all the people were celebrating together. Although it was already late, the several important roads in Li City were still crowded with people, just like a festival. Many people also prayed for the young princes and the little princess with various actions. From this alone, we can see the status and reputation of Prince Ding's Mansion in Li City and even in the hearts of the people of the entire northwest.

Mo Jingli quickly shuttled through the dark alleys in Licheng. He had already taken off his gorgeous dragon robe, and was only wearing a dark inner garment. If Mo Jingli was like a complacent emperor at the banquet, now he was a poor and homeless dog. Mo Xiuyao kept his promise and did not encounter any obstacles until he was a certain distance away from Dingwang Mansion, but this did not make Mo Jingli feel at ease. He always felt that there were countless Mo family army secret guards and Qilins following him secretly, ready to catch him off guard at any time.

Fortunately, it was already May, and he didn't feel cold at all even though he was wearing only underwear. Mo Jingli walked through the darkest alleys in Licheng, so he didn't attract anyone's attention. After walking in the alleys for more than half an hour, Mo Jingli thought he had gotten rid of the people from Prince Ding's Mansion who were following him, so he breathed a sigh of relief and used his Qinggong to move in another direction.

In a secret room, two children who looked exactly the same sat beside a simple bed, one of them holding a sleeping child in his arms. Mo Xiaobao leaned over to look at the baby in Qin Lie's arms, and couldn't help but reach out and poke his little face and said, "You look so ugly."

Qin Lie said calmly: "You looked like this when you were a child."

Mo Xiaobao didn't believe it, "That's impossible. Lin'er and Xin'er were so cute when they were young." Qin Lie said, "This only proves that the Second Prince and the Young Master are more handsome than you." Mo Xiaobao snorted lightly, glanced at the little face proudly and said, "You don't have to be jealous of my handsomeness. Don't you look like me now?" Qin Lie looked at the ceiling of the secret room and rolled his eyes.

Mo Xiaobao looked outside, frowned and said, "Mo Jingli will be back soon, let's take this kid and go quickly." Someone's biggest mistake was not knowing that a cunning rabbit has three burrows, and putting all the chips in one place. So Mo Xiaobao took his men to follow Qin Lie, and along the way they happened to find the little prince of Nanzhao who had been missing for several days.

After leaving Princess Anxi, the little prince did suffer a lot. Mo Jingli naturally didn't know how to take care of the child, nor was he very kind to other people's children. He just maintained a stage of not being hungry to death. When Mo Xiaobao came over, Qin Lie was busy coaxing the child. Facts have proved that although Qin Lie has been trained by Ding Wangfu since he was a child, he is far inferior to Mo Xiaobao in coaxing children. At least Mo Xiaobao has two younger brothers and sisters to practice with.

After successfully coaxing the little prince, whose voice had become hoarse from crying, to sleep, Mo Xiaobao discussed with Qin Lie how to retreat.

Qin Lie said calmly, "There are Mo Jingli's men outside this yard. Just because you can get in doesn't mean you can get out. Not to mention you're carrying a child with you." The half-year-old baby doesn't know anything. Once he wakes up, he will definitely cry. And... the child is too young and too fragile. Qin Lie didn't dare to take the risk of carrying him.

Mo Xiaobao lowered his head in frustration, "I bet with my father that I would not use the secret guards and Qilin."

Qin Lie resisted the urge to roll his eyes, "You're gambling on something this important?" Mo Xiaobao pointed at him guiltily, "Is it only important that I can gamble?" His father would not bother to bet with him on trivial matters.

"What are you betting on?"

"If I win, I won't have to be put in confinement." That's why Young Master Mo took so much trouble to use himself as bait to find Mo Jingli's whereabouts and refused to mobilize the secret guards behind him to help. Confinement is really too terrible, too cruel, and too unreasonable.

"I knew this would happen. What do you want to do now? Prince, why do you think the two of us can kill Mo Jingli?" Qin Lie asked coldly. Mo Xiaobao hesitated, "Poison?"

"Do you have any?" Qin Lie asked.

"I have a poison that can cause diarrhea." Mo Xiaobao said. Mr. Shen was unwilling to give him a poison that could kill people.

Qin Lie nodded seriously and said, "You can pray for him to have diarrhea and die."

Mo Xiaobao could only roll his eyes. When Mo Jingli had diarrhea and died, the day lily was cold.