432. The End of Prince Yu

Mo Xiaobao rolled his eyes and said with a smile: "I have it, I'll tell you..." Mo Xiaobao whispered to Qin Lie's ear. After hearing what he said, Qin Lie's eyes twitched and asked: "Is it okay?"

"Absolutely no problem. Just wait and see." Mo Xiaobao said with a smile.

Qin Lie was silent for a moment, then said sincerely, "Being too immoral will bring retribution."

Mo Xiaobao rolled his eyes at him and said, "Don't talk like you're not interested."

Qin Lie was silent, and the two looked at each other, revealing a meaningful smile at the same time. Mo Xiaobao happily knocked Qin Lie down and ravaged the delicate face that looked exactly like his own, "Good brother, I knew you would find it fun too." So, anyone who can make a good living in Prince Ding's Mansion is not a good person.

Mo Xiaobao had just finished discussing with Qin Lie when a flurry of footsteps came from outside. Although there were many guards in this courtyard, they were usually very careful in their movements. If Mo Xiaobao and Qin Lie had not been paying attention to the movements outside, they would hardly have heard any footsteps. And the only one who could walk so arrogantly was probably Mo Jingli. Mo Xiaobao glanced at Qin Lie, quickly jumped onto the beam, and disappeared into an inconspicuous small hole above the beam.

Just as Mo Xiaobao disappeared, the door of the room was kicked open by someone from outside. The child who was originally sleeping on the bed was startled by the huge noise, and started crying loudly again.

Seeing the little baby crying so hard, Qin Lie just felt cold sweats coming out. He really didn't know how to coax a child. It was Mo Xiaobao who coaxed the little baby to sleep just now.

"Shut up!" Mo Jingli shouted coldly, full of depression. Qin Lie rolled his eyes, "If you have the guts, come and coax her. Are you sick? Don't you know that children are hard to coax?"

Mo Jingli had just suffered a great loss from Mo Xiuyao, and now he was bullied by Qin Lie again, and his expression became even uglier. Mo Jingli rushed forward, picked up Qin Lie, and said coldly: "Do you want to die?" Qin Lie raised his hand without hesitation and poked Mo Jingli's eyes directly. Mo Jingli quickly raised his other hand to block it. Qin Lie turned over in the air and kicked Mo Jingli's hand away. He stepped back a few steps and stood steadily, raised his chin and stared at Mo Jingli provocatively.

Qin Lie's beautiful counterattack made Mo Jingli's face look even uglier. Although he was not worried that this kid would rebel, Mo Xiuyao's son was so powerful at such a young age, and his only son...

Qin Lie snorted and said, "Do you dare to kill me? If you kill me, you will die."

Mo Jingli looked sly, "Even if I die, it's not bad to have you buried with me! I want to see if Mo Xiuyao and Ye Li will be heartbroken after losing their sons." Qin Lie clapped his hands and laughed, "Oh, the King of Chu is really ambitious. It turns out that your ideal is to see my father and mother heartbroken. So what? Even if you kill me, this world still belongs to my father, and I still have brothers and sisters. My father and mother will still live out their lives in peace in the future. This prince thinks... it's not bad to have a King of Chu buried with me. Maybe... my father will get a few more people to be buried with me in anger. For example, that... Mo Suyun, and maybe Mo Suiyun. It's still very cost-effective for this prince to exchange three generations of Kings of Chu for one."

"Are you really not afraid of death?" Mo Jingli stared at Qin Lie.

Qin Lie smiled and said, "I think he is better than the King of Chu. The King of Chu can try to see if you can leave Licheng after killing this prince. Oh... there is also a little prince of Nanzhao, maybe you can use him as a bargaining chip." Mo Jingli's face was still ugly, but the murderous aura on his body gradually subsided. He knew very well in his heart that the little baby of Nanzhao could only add bargaining chips at some unimportant times. If Mo Xiaobao was really killed, Mo Xiuyao's anger would definitely not be offset by a little prince of Nanzhao.

With a cold snort, Mo Jingli finally walked away, "You just follow me obediently. I can't kill you now, but that doesn't mean I can't cripple you!"

"This prince is so scared." Qin Lie said insincerely, no longer paying attention to Mo Jingli who left in anger, and walked to the bedside and began to clumsily coax the little baby who was still sobbing.

In Prince Ding's mansion, Mo Xiuyao and Ye Li were not in a hurry to look for Mo Xiaobao. This incident was originally a test for Mo Xiaobao, otherwise, killing Mo Jingli would not have been so complicated and would have been solved long ago.

In a dark cell in the palace, Mo Jingyu sat silently in a wide chair, looking at Mo Xiuyao and Ye Li sitting opposite him with a little trepidation in his heart. After a long while, he couldn't help but ask, "Are you really not worried about the safety of the young master?"

Mo Xiuyao glanced at him, lowered his head and continued to read the file in his hand, while saying calmly: "If he is so easily hurt by Mo Jingli, he is not worthy of being the prince of Dingwang Mansion." Mo Jingyu frowned. He saw Mo Xiaobao being drugged and then taken away by Mo Jingli. But Mo Xiuyao and Ye Li's indifference made him feel something was wrong. There is no parent in the world who will not worry about the safety of their children, unless they know for sure that the child is not in danger.

"The prince is really in Mo Jingli's hands." Mo Jingyu said.

Mo Xiuyao nodded and said, "I know this. Otherwise, why do you think I let Mo Jingli go? I am not interested in this now. Mo Jingyu, tell me all the bases of Da Chu and Mo Jingli in Licheng."

Mo Jingyu was startled, and said in a deep voice: "This matter has nothing to do with Da Chu. Cooperation with Mo Jingli is my own business."

Mo Xiuyao raised his eyebrows and smiled, "You don't need to explain this to me. I want you to know all the strongholds and spies of the Great Chu royal family and Mo Jingli." Even the Dingwang Mansion couldn't know how many spies and secret forces the Great Chu royal family had hidden among the people. If it weren't for these forces, Mo Jingli would never have been able to cause so many things in Licheng.

"I am just a prince from the royal family. Only Mo Jingli himself knows all this." Mo Jingyu said.

Mo Xiuyao shook his head, not believing him at all. He smiled and said, "But I think there are probably many things that even Mo Jingli doesn't know. The one who really knows should be... the Empress Dowager. And this time when you came to Licheng, it's impossible for the Empress Dowager not to tell you anything."

Mo Jingyu was stunned, lowered his eyes and remained silent.

Mo Xiuyao leaned back on the couch and said calmly, "When Mo Jingqi was still alive, he had planted a lot of spies in the northwest. Mo Jingli naturally wouldn't know about these things. But... the Empress Dowager must know. Originally, this king didn't intend to pay attention to it. After all... there is no impenetrable wall in the world. Even if these are removed, there will always be people who will sharpen their heads and drill in. But this time... Mo Jingli's matter told this king a very important truth, that being soft-hearted will cause big trouble. Therefore, this king decided to clean up those insects, spray insecticide water frequently, and set fire to them. Maybe there will be no more insects in the future."

Mo Jingyu's mouth twitched involuntarily. You still call yourself merciful and soft-hearted. Everyone in the world is a living Bodhisattva.

"From the beginning... did you want to dig out the spies of Da Chu in the northwest, or did you want to capture Mo Jingli?" After a long while, Mo Jingyu finally asked. Mo Xiuyao stroked his chin and asked slowly, "Why can't I think of both at the same time? That old witch from Da Chu is so brave to use this to negotiate with me? The Mo family army is not allowed to attack Jiangnan within 20 years? How did she come up with such a lovely condition?"

Mo Jingyu finally understood that all these bad things were caused by the Grand Empress Dowager's self-assertion. He had no idea that the Grand Empress Dowager had mentioned such a condition to Mo Xiuyao. It was obvious that the Grand Empress Dowager was still on guard against him. Sighing, Mo Jingyu said, "I don't know about this. The Grand Empress Dowager didn't even tell me about this. Do you think I know the list of Da Chu's spies in the northwest?"

Mo Xiuyao sneered, "If you didn't know, would you dare to take this trip?"

Mo Jingyu fell silent again, and after a long while he raised his head and asked, "What good will it do if I tell you?" Mo Xiuyao looked at him with a smile and said, "You don't have to be tortured." Mo Jingyu shook his head and said, "No, you have to guarantee my safety. Although I promised to help Mo Jingli, I didn't actually do anything. So, it shouldn't be considered as offending Prince Ding's Mansion, right? I can tell you where the young master is now, but you have to guarantee my safety and let me leave the northwest."

Mo Xiuyao looked at him with a half-smile and said, "I didn't do anything. Forcing the little emperor of Da Chu to trick Mo Xiaobao out, does that count as doing something?"

Mo Jingyu's eyes suddenly widened, "Why are you..."

Mo Xiuyao waved his hand, and the door of the cell not far away opened. A boy about 11 or 12 years old wearing a bright yellow dragon robe walked in. He looked at Mo Jingyu and whispered, "Uncle Yu."

Mo Jingyu stared at Mo Suiyun in disbelief, "You... you told Mo Xiuyao?" Just by looking at Mo Suiyun's appearance, he knew that he had not suffered much, which meant that the people in Dingwang Mansion did not force him. He even saw a trace of joy and schadenfreude in Mo Suiyun's eyes, which made Mo Jingyu think deeply that he might have always underestimated this seemingly insignificant little emperor in front of him.

Mo Suiyun blinked his eyes, looked at Mo Jingyu with some grievance and said, "Uncle Yu, I'm sorry. I don't want to die, and I don't want to die with you. I'm afraid... I'm afraid of Uncle Ding. Didn't you always tell me that Uncle Ding is very powerful? Then why did you let me catch his son? It will kill people."

Mo Jingyu was so angry that he wanted to vomit blood. How could he not see that this guy was just pretending to be a pig to eat the tiger? Mo Jingyu gritted his teeth, "Mo Suiyun, do you know what you are doing?"

Mo Suiyun hesitated for a moment, but finally nodded.

Mo Xiuyao said lazily, "This kid knows what he is doing better than you do. How do you think I knew what you were going to do tonight? And how did Shen Yang find Bing Yulan in the palace in advance?"

"You?!" Although he knew that he was betrayed by Mo Suiyun, Mo Jingyu still couldn't believe that Mo Suiyun had already started to collude with Prince Ding's Mansion so early. "You... cooperate with Prince Ding's Mansion, aren't you afraid of death and plotting against the tiger?"

Mo Suiyun looked up at Mo Jingyu and said seriously, "Uncle Yu, if I hadn't cooperated with Prince Ding's mansion, I might have died. If I cooperate with Uncle Ding, I still have a chance to survive, and only if I survive can I have a chance to turn the tables." After looking at Mo Suiyun deeply, Mo Jingyu finally fell back into the chair powerlessly, looking like he had nothing to say. Mo Xiuyao waved his hand and asked someone to take Mo Suiyun back. The cell was quiet again. Mo Jingyu looked at Mo Xiuyao and Ye Li and smiled bitterly, "Prince Ding is really good at tricks and schemes. He can play with the people of the world in a moment." Mo Xiuyao raised his eyebrows slightly and said nothing. Mo Jingyu looked at him and said, "From the beginning, you knew that Mo Jingli wanted to take action against Prince Ding. And you also knew how he wanted to do it. So... Prince Ding was so easily captured by Mo Jingli. I'm afraid it was a set plan, right?"

After suddenly realizing that everything was in someone else's hands, Mo Jingyu became sober. He suddenly remembered that when Mo Xiuyao stole the corpse, Mo Jingli and Lei Zhenting didn't see any clues. His heart sank and he said, "The one captured by Mo Jingli is not the prince at all!" No matter which parent, it is impossible to be so calm when their son is captured, even if there are countless people protecting him in secret.

Mo Xiuyao sighed softly, looked at Mo Jingyu with some regret and said: "Mo Jingyu, you have always been a smart person, but unfortunately... you did something stupid on my territory. It really forced me to take action against you. What benefits did Mo Jingli give you that made you dare to go against me?"

Mo Jingyu's face turned pale, he closed his eyes and said in a deep voice: "The Imperial Seal."

"The Imperial Seal?" Mo Xiuyao raised his eyebrows with interest, looked at Ye Li and asked, "Ah Li, do you like the Imperial Seal?" Ye Li looked at him with a smile, "The Imperial Seal? What's its use?"

"It seems useless." Mo Xiuyao pondered for a moment, "It's just like the seal of Prince Ding's Palace is a little bigger." Ye Li shook her head, "If you think it's too small, you can engrave the seal of Jiulong Town with the handwriting of Prince Ding's Palace." Mo Xiuyao nodded in agreement. He had no interest in any imperial seal, and... the one in Mo Jingli's hand could not be called an imperial seal, at most it could be regarded as the heirloom seal of the Great Chu. If he was interested, he could just found a piece of jade and carve a seal to pass down for generations.

Mo Jingyu's smile was a little bitter. Not everyone has the ability and courage of Mo Xiuyao. For someone who has ambitions for the throne, the imperial seal is an irresistible temptation. Moreover, the conditions that Mo Jingli promised him were far more than just the imperial seal, so he had to agree.

Mo Xiuyao looked at him and said calmly, "A mere imperial seal shouldn't give you the courage to go against me. Is there anything else?" Mo Jingyu said nothing. It wasn't that he still wanted to argue with Mo Xiuyao, but he really couldn't say it. If he said it, he would die.

Seeing that he was determined to hold out, Mo Xiuyao sneered and said, "Do you think that if you don't tell me, I won't be able to find out?"

Mo Jingyu's face turned pale, and he finally lowered his head and said in a hoarse voice: "Since Your Majesty already knows, why bother asking again?"

Mo Xiuyao stared at him and said, "I just don't understand... As a member of the royal family of Da Chu, why did you sell out your country for a few hundred thousand taels of silver? In those two years, at least half of the people who were massacred in the north should be blamed on you, right?" Mo Jingyu's face turned pale, the corners of his lips trembled slightly, and he closed his eyes for a long time before sighing, "Why... I don't know why. Maybe it was to save face. They are all sons of my father, but Mo Jingqi and Mo Jingli, those idiots, ruined Da Chu. Even though the Chu State was torn to pieces, they still took turns in power. Even though Mo Jingqi was killed by Mo Jingli, the Empress Dowager preferred to put her son under house arrest rather than let outsiders like us take power. They were scheming for power, and we, who worked diligently for the Chu State, were noble on the surface, but in reality we couldn't even afford to buy a small thing. Didn't Prince Ding also experience such a life? If Prince Ding's Mansion wasn't rich enough to rival a country, what kind of life would Prince Ding have lived in those years?"

"Do you think you are smarter than Mo Jingqi and Mo Jingli?" Mo Xiuyao sneered and asked.

Mo Jingyu raised his hands to cover his eyes, and said sadly: "I originally thought so, now... I don't know." He is not a traitor who is crazy and sells out his country. His momentary confusion at that time has already made an irreversible mistake. When he woke up, Da Chu had already moved south. He assisted Mo Jingli in these years and was very diligent. Unfortunately, because of his royal status, Mo Jingli was always on guard against him. And now... is someone finally going to bring these accounts back?

For a moment, Mo Jingyu seemed a little disheartened. He looked up at Mo Xiuyao and said, "I will tell you whatever you want to know. You can deal with me however you want. It's up to you. But... my children are still in Da Chu, and I hope that Prince Ding's Mansion can guarantee their safety. I don't ask for glory and wealth, I just hope that they are safe and sound." After saying these words, Mo Jingyu seemed to have aged several years in an instant.

Mo Xiuyao pondered for a moment and nodded in agreement.

Mo Jingyu knew Mo Xiuyao well. Although his cunning schemes made his enemies hate him, he always kept his promises. Mo Jingyu nodded and said, "Bring me a pen and paper. I can only tell you what I know, but the Empress Dowager may not tell me everything."

After a while, Mo Xiuyao and Ye Li left the cell with the information provided by Mo Jingyu. In the cell, Mo Jingyu was still sitting in the wide chair, motionless as if he was no longer alive. Mo Jingyu's fate had already been determined. Both Mo Xiuyao and the Dingwang Mansion had always severely punished traitors. Whether he confessed or not, he would die. Now, no one cared about his life or death.