Mountain and River Festival 254. The Murong Family is destroyed and they return home

"Prince Ding, Prince Zhennan, how do you plan to get the Murong family's property?"

Facing this sudden change, everyone looked at each other in bewilderment. King Zhennan pushed Lei Tengfeng's hand away and stared at Ren Qining coldly, "What do you want, Master Ren?" The price and energy he spent for the Murong family were far beyond what Mo Xiuyao and Xu Qingchen could compare to, so he could not tolerate the cooked duck flying away like this.

Mo Xiuyao was still lying on the ground, unable to get up. He leaned his head on Ye Li's arms and looked at Ren Qining lazily, saying, "I said I was just here to join in the fun, and that's what I said. The matter of the Murong family's property doesn't count. Ah... Murong Xiong's old man is so powerful, Ah Li, your husband is seriously injured..." Seeing his pale face but smiling at her as usual, Ye Li felt a pain in her heart, "Does it hurt a lot? Let's go back and get a doctor right away."

Although Mo Xiuyao said that he was seriously injured, no one present except Ling Tiehan really believed that he was seriously injured. Looking at the person half lying on the ground, the vigilance in his eyes became even more intense.

After hearing what Mo Xiuyao said, Ren Qining raised his eyebrows and looked at Xu Qingchen, smiling, "So what does Master Qingchen say?"

Xu Qingchen lowered his eyes and smiled calmly, "The Murong family is not part of the Ding Palace anyway. At most, it is just a sudden fortune." Although the fight was bloody, in fact, except for Mo Xiuyao who was injured, there was no loss at all in the Ding Palace. The people who attacked were either from the Zhennan King, the Yanwang Pavilion, or Mo Jingli's people. The Ding Palace didn't bring many people with them, so the number of sacrifices was naturally limited. Moreover, even if there was nothing else, at least all of the Murong family's industries in the northwest and half of the industries in Da Chu had been taken over by the Ding Palace. Even if the remaining one cent was not taken, the Ding Palace would not lose money.

Hearing this, Ren Qining's face darkened slightly, and he smiled faintly: "I remember that I have never offended Master Qingchen and Prince Ding's Mansion? Can't we just part ways in peace?" His biggest bargaining chip now is the Murong family's wealth, but if Prince Ding's Mansion is not interested in this, then his chance of escaping...

"What's more... Young Master Qingchen is not interested. I wonder if the King of Zhennan, the Lord of Lingge, the King of Chu, and the King of Li are also not interested?" Ren Qining turned his eyes and looked at the others and smiled, "What a coincidence, you are a step late. The Murong family is indeed a century-old family that is rich enough to rival a country. The wealth accumulated by them is probably not as much as the combined wealth of Xiling and the Great Chu Kingdom, right?" The expressions of the others really became a little subtle. Fortunately, Ling Tiehan stood up with the hands of Leng Liuyue and the sick scholar, glanced at Xu Qingchen and said, "Whatever Young Master Qingchen means, I mean it."

"King of Zhennan, what do you think?" Xu Qingchen asked. King of Zhennan hesitated for a moment and said, "Speaking of which, Master Ren has nothing to do with Xiling." King of Zhennan's meaning was self-evident.

Mo Jingqi's eyes slowly passed from Mo Xiuyao and Ye Li, and suddenly smiled and said, "King Zhennan is right. Besides, Master Ren didn't do anything. If something happened in Xiling, who would dare to come to Xiling? Master Ren and I hit it off right away. Why don't we go back and have a drink together?"

In fact, the person who can speak the most is Mo Jingqi. Everyone else has experienced a fierce battle, but Mo Jingqi and the hundreds of masters around him have not fought. Looking at Mo Xiuyao leaning against Ye Li, Mo Jingqi's eyes are full of resentment, fear and unwillingness. He is not sure how badly Mo Xiuyao is injured, and he doesn't dare to bet whether the subordinates he brought with him can kill him, so he dare not act rashly.

If it was someone else, Mo Jingqi might have given it a try. But now that the injured person was Mo Xiuyao, Mo Jingqi didn't dare. When Mo Xiuyao was injured, many doctors said that he would not live for more than a month, but he survived. Many people said that he would never recover, but less than ten years later, he stood in front of him intact, and his martial arts skills were even better than before. Faintly, Mo Jingqi had a strange idea in his heart: Mo Xiuyao, is immortal.

Xu Qingchen sighed helplessly, and glanced at Mo Jingqi who was looking at him provocatively. It was really impressive that the king of a country could be so proud of provoking a schemer from Licheng.

"I understand what the King of Zhennan and the King of Chu mean. In this case... Mr. Ren, hand over the whereabouts of the Murong family's treasures. The Ding Palace will not make things difficult for you before you leave Xiling." In other words, once you leave Xiling, that may not be the case.

Ren Qining secretly breathed a sigh of relief, nodded and smiled, "Thank you so much, Master Qingchen, for showing mercy." As long as he left Xiling, no, as long as he left Ancheng, someone would come to pick him up. He wouldn't necessarily be afraid of the people from Prince Ding's Mansion by then. It was just that the wealth he had finally obtained seemed to be lost. Fortunately, he was not completely unprepared.

All the people present were powerful figures, so they would not play tricks on such matters. Ren Qining readily handed over the address and account book of the Murong family's treasure. The amount of gold and silver accumulated by the Murong family for more than ten generations was indeed very astonishing. After confirming that it was indeed the Murong family's treasure, Ren Qining did not care how they planned to divide it up and said goodbye neatly. Anyway, it would not be his share. Before leaving, Ren Qining also took away Murong Mingyan, the last living descendant of the Murong family.

According to the original agreement with the King of Zhennan, the Ding Palace would take 30% of the Murong family's property, the Yan Palace would take 10%, and the rest would belong to the King of Zhennan. Mo Jingqi only got the portion that Ren Qining gave him. Although he was jealous of Mo Xiuyao and the King of Zhennan, he still remembered that this was under someone else's roof, so he didn't say much. As for Mo Jingli, he had another agreement with the Ding Palace, which naturally had nothing to do with the Murong family's property.

When Ye Li and his group returned to Qingyuan Inn, the entire place was empty. From the shopkeeper to the cleaning waiter, everyone had disappeared. Ye Li and his group had known that Qingyuan Inn was related to Ren Qining, so they were not too surprised. For safety reasons, they moved to the inn where Xu Qingchen was staying temporarily. The King of Zhennan left Lei Tengfeng to deal with the aftermath and rushed back to Xiling Imperial City that day.

Mo Xiuyao was seriously injured and was forced by Ye Li to lie in bed and recuperate. Lying in bed to recuperate was more painful for Mo Xiuyao than killing him. However, Ye Li was a little scared by his injury this time and ordered him to stay in bed to rest. So Prince Ding became even more aggressive and pestered the princess to accompany him to recuperate. This made Master Qingchen's face look uglier and uglier as he was busy outside.

"Your Highness, Princess. The Emperor of Chu and the King of Li are here." The guard outside the door reported.

Mo Xiuyao, who was lazily lying on the bed with his head tilted up and letting Ye Li feed him fruit, frowned and asked impatiently, "What are they doing here?" The guards outside were startled. How could he know what those two were doing to the prince? However, this did not affect him from noticing the unhappy tone of his own prince, and he hurriedly asked, "Do you want me to ask them to go back?" The room was quiet for a while before Ye Li's voice came, "Please ask the King of Chu and the King of Li to come in."

The door outside was opened, and Mo Jingqi and Mo Jingli came in hand in hand. In the room, the screen separating the inner and outer rooms had been removed, and as soon as the two entered the room, they saw Mo Xiuyao half lying on the bed, his white hair casually scattered on the bed, and the white clothes made him look particularly cold and distant.

Ye Li sat on the edge of the bed, put down the apple she had just peeled, nodded and smiled at the two of them, "Emperor Chu, King Li, please sit down." The two of them sat down in silence. The guards were all standing outside, and Ye Li was being held by Mo Xiu Yao, so naturally she couldn't expect anyone to serve them tea. Fortunately, the two of them didn't come here to drink tea.

Mo Xiuyao glanced at the two of them and asked, "What do you want to see me at this time?"

Such a casual tone sounded nothing to Mo Jingli, but it sounded completely different to Mo Jingqi. When Mo Xiuyao was still in Chujing, he would never speak to him in such a casual and perfunctory tone. Even if the courtesy and submission in his tone were fake, at least he pretended to be so. But now Mo Xiuyao's tone was as if the person in front of him was not the king of a country but a random cat or dog on the street. He would say a few words when he was happy and ignore him when he was unhappy.

Seeing that Mo Jingqi was about to get angry, Mo Jingli coughed lightly and said, "Royal brother, don't you have something to ask Prince Ding?" Although he also disliked Mo Xiuyao, he had to admit that he was quite happy when he saw his royal brother's face turn black with anger.

Mo Jingqi took a deep breath and swallowed the anger in his heart, staring at Mo Xiuyao and asked, "Where is Princess Changle?"

Mo Xiuyao looked at Mo Jingqi in confusion, and after a while he sneered and said calmly, "Princess Changle is your daughter, how would I know where she went?"

Mo Jingqi sneered, "Changle is missing in the Nanzhao Palace. Who else could it be except you?" Mo Xiuyao raised the corners of his lips and said sarcastically, "Yes, Princess Changle is missing in the Nanzhao Palace. How do I know why she went to the Nanzhao Palace? How do I know when she went to the Nanzhao Palace? Mo Jingqi, you come to me to ask for your daughter when she is missing. Will you also come to me to ask for your dragon throne if it is gone one day?"

"You!" Mo Jingqi's face turned pale and blue, and he finally couldn't help but slam the table and glared at Mo Xiuyao. Mo Xiuyao didn't take his anger seriously, and lay back on the pillow, looking at Ye Li eagerly, "Ali, I'm hungry..." Ye Li was helpless, and picked up the apple next to her, cut it into small pieces and fed him. Mo Xiuyao ate happily and didn't forget to share with Ye Li, "Ali, eat too, the things Lei Tengfeng sent are not bad."

Looking at the two people in front of him who were oblivious to the world around them, Mo Jingqi was so angry that his hair stood on end, but he could do nothing. He could only walk away angrily. Seeing that he was about to leave, Mo Xiuyao gave him a look and said, "Wait."

Mo Jingqi gritted his teeth and said, "What else do you want to say?"

Mo Xiuyao looked at him with a half-smile, thought for a moment and said, "Since you made a special trip to see me, I will tell you a piece of good news for free. By the way, the Master Ren you hit it off with a few days ago... is the current commander of the Northern Territory, the orphan Lin Yuan of the previous dynasty."

This news immediately knocked Mo Jingqi out of his trance. Mo Jingli frowned and said, "Ren Qining is Lin Yuan, then who is Tan Jizhi?" Mo Xiuyao shrugged, indicating that he didn't know. Mo Jingqi sneered, "Do you think I will believe your lies?"

Although he said so, Mo Jingqi was slightly shaken in his heart. Because he knew that Mo Xiuyao would not tease him with such a thing. Looking at Mo Xiuyao's slightly teasing and mocking expression, Mo Jingqi wished he could find a hole to hide in. Tan Jizhi, whom he trusted very much, was a remnant of the previous dynasty, and Ren Qining, whom he just saved two days ago, was also a remnant of the previous dynasty. If it got out, where would his face as an emperor go? Mo Jingqi didn't care about fighting with Mo Xiuyao anymore, and left with a sullen face.

Mo Jingli was a step behind him, walking behind. He turned around hesitantly and looked at Mo Xiuyao and asked, "Is Ren Qining really..."

Mo Xiuyao said with a disdainful smile, "Do you think I'll get anything for lying to you? That bastard Mo Jingqi didn't hear a word of what others were doing on the land of Da Chu. In the past few years, Ren Qining has recovered the entire northern border and has extended his hand to Da Chu. What is that bastard doing? It's better this way, in case I can't stand it one day and kill him first. Tell Mo Jingqi that when he becomes the king of all nations, I will give him a sword on behalf of Emperor Taizu to help him die for his country."

Mo Jingli remained silent and turned to walk out. Outside the door, Mo Jingqi had obviously heard what Mo Xiuyao said, and was shaking with anger, but he couldn't turn back to argue with Mo Xiuyao anyway.

Mo Jingli's eyes darkened slightly, and he stepped forward and said, "Brother Emperor, it's time for us to return to the capital." Mo Jingqi snorted coldly and left.

Mo Xiuyao recuperated from his injuries for nearly half a month before he took Ye Li and staggered out of Ancheng towards the northwest. As for Master Qingchen, who was more capable and did more work, he had already returned early.

Before leaving, Ling Tiehan and his two step-sisters and step-brothers came to say goodbye. After two consecutive battles with Mo Xiuyao and Murong Xiong, the head of the Ling Pavilion seemed to have realized something and decided to go back to practice in seclusion. The originally bustling Ancheng had gradually become quiet.

When Ye Li and Mo Xiuyao left, only Lei Tengfeng came to see them off. He had to stay in Ancheng to clean up the mess left behind by the Murong family when they were destroyed. In comparison, although Ding Wangfu did not fully achieve the expected goals, it was the one that benefited the most. Because they did not pay anything, all they got was net profit, and they did not even have to deal with the final work.

The two of them traveled slowly all the way, and when they returned to the northwest it was already the end of September and almost October.

Just returned to Licheng, before entering the grand gate of Prince Ding's Mansion, a white and tender little bun in black brocade clothes was thrown out guiltily. Mo Xiaobao hugged Ye Li and cried loudly, "Wuwu... Wuwawa... Mother, you don't mean what you said... Wuwu, you clearly said that you would come to see Xiaobao the next day. Wuwawa... Mother doesn't want Xiaobao anymore, Xiaobao is a child that no one wants. Wuwu..."

Ye Li couldn't help but frown. Who taught this child to be such a mess? But seeing the little boy crying with tears streaming down his face, even Xiaobao, who usually hated being called the most, came out to cry. It was obvious that she was really sad. She had been with Mo Xiaobao since he was born. This was the first time she had been away for such a long time. Seeing her son crying so hard that he was hiccuping, Ye Li quickly lowered her head and kissed his tearful face, saying softly, "I'm sorry, mother is wrong. How could mother not want Xiaobao? Xiaobao is mother's sweetheart."

Mo Xiaobao still felt a little embarrassed after being kissed by his mother in front of so many people. His face immediately turned red like an apple. But he really missed his mother. In the end, Mo Xiaobao, who was reluctant to leave his mother, buried his face in his mother's shoulder, and his two little hands tightly hugged Ye Li's neck and refused to let go, "Mom, Xiaobao misses you."

Ye Li looked at Mo Xiaobao's white, tender and moist face and his big, wet eyes. Her heart felt as soft as a ball of cotton. "Mother misses Xiaobao too."

"Then mother won't give up Xiaobao?" Mo Xiaobao looked at Ye Li eagerly, and Ye Li immediately had no resistance, "Mother will never give up Xiaobao."

"Mom is the best. Xiaobao loves mom." Mo Xiaobao happily gave Ye Li a few kisses of longing.

The people who came to greet them watched their young master talking to the princess about their longing for each other, and at the same time saw their prince standing aside with a dark face. For a long while, Mo Xiaobao was still holding his mother and telling her about his longing and grievances. Mo Xiuyao couldn't help but twitch his lips and leaned over to lift Mo Xiaobao from Ye Li's arms.

"Mother..." Mo Xiaobao was lifted up by the collar of Mo Xiuyao. He kicked his calves unhappily and asked his mother for help.

"Xiu Yao..." Ye Li looked at Mo Xiu Yao disapprovingly. It was not good to always lift a child by the collar. What if the little treasure was hurt?

Mo Xiuyao quickly changed his way of holding her to a way that Ye Li could accept, and held Mo Xiaobao in his arms. He smiled at his son, whose eyes were rolling around, and said, "Son, your father misses you very much, too. Do you miss your father at all when you see him?" Mo Xiaobao bared his teeth at him where Ye Li couldn't see him. He didn't want to hate his father. It would be better if his father didn't come back often so that no one would compete with him for his mother. But in front of Ye Li, Mo Xiaobao could only nod obediently and said, "My son misses his father too." He leaned over and kissed Mo Xiuyao on the face.

Mo Xiuyao was stunned when his face was covered with saliva. Then he looked at the little thing in his arms with a mischievous smile. Mo Xiuyao resisted the urge to throw the little thing away and said with a fake smile: "You are really a good son of your father. Xiaobao is so well behaved. You must have finished the homework that your father assigned before he left, right?"

Mo Xiaobao's face froze, his eyes darting around but he didn't dare look at Mo Xiuyao. Seeing his expression, Mo Xiuyao knew what he was talking about. He looked at him with a friendly smile, "Xiaobao, it seems you need to explain to your father and mother how much you missed them in the past few months and even forgot to do your homework."

Mo Xiaobao suddenly became like a balloon that had been punctured, and slowly became emaciated. Father or something like that, it was the most annoying thing!