Shanhe Festival 190. Transaction Completed

Leaving the dungeon, Mo Xiuyao and Ye Li walked side by side. Ye Li looked up hesitantly and asked, "Is it okay to just release Tan Jizhi?" Mo Xiuyao smiled faintly and said, "What's good or bad about it? Ah Li, if you are happy, let him go, if you are unhappy, just kill him." Ye Li glanced at him helplessly and said, "Killing is not like cutting radishes, what's happy or not? There is nothing wrong with letting him go, after all, the conditions he proposed are really good, but I always feel that something has been missed." Although the Dingguo Palace is a large family, the breakup with Mo Jingqi has become a foregone conclusion, and the Dingguo Palace's industry is not completely without losses. One hundred thousand taels of gold is not a lot, but it is not a small number either. In addition, considering the influence that Tan Jizhi had built up in the northwest and the capital over the past ten years, if this deal was only for the purpose of Tan Jizhi's attempt to capture her, then it was obviously a calculated deal.

Mo Xiuyao imitated Ye Li's usual stern manner. To him, the difference between killing people and cutting radishes was not particularly big. "Let him go, then let him go. If he doesn't behave himself, we can catch him again." Ye Li smiled and said, "Do you think Tan Jizhi is easy to catch?" If Tan Jizhi hadn't been unlucky enough to be found in the northwest by Mo Xiuyao, it would not have been so easy to catch him. The fact that he could lurk beside Mo Jingqi for so long without attracting anyone's attention was enough to show his ability. Mo Xiuyao said nonchalantly, "There is no one I want to kill who cannot be killed. Even if he is fine now, he will die one day."

She took Mo Xiuyao's hand, and the two of them strolled in the corridor. Mo Xiuyao had really changed a lot this time, and Ye Li couldn't tell whether this change was good or bad. The previous Mo Xiuyao was too deep, and even Ye Li sometimes couldn't see through him completely. Sometimes Ye Li even felt that what she saw was what Mo Xiuyao was willing to let her see. But now Mo Xiuyao is a little more casual and fearless. Of course, there is also a little weird obsession, for example, he doesn't like Han Mingxi, so every time he sees Han Mingxi, he is reckless and murderous. Occasionally, Ye Li even worries that Mo Xiuyao will kill Han Mingxi behind her back one day. Ye Li also talked to Mo Xiuyao about this when he was in a good mood. At that time, Mo Xiuyao looked at her seriously and said, "Ah Li is unhappy, I won't kill him." Ye Li believed Mo Xiuyao's promise, but what made her laugh and cry was that he turned around and still showed murderous anger to Han Mingxi. As a result, Han Mingxi no longer provoked Mo Xiuyao and just walked around him.

And now that Mo Xiuyao has made up his mind to kill Tan Jizhi, Ye Li feels that even if Tan Jizhi is released, he will probably have a headache in the future.

"Prince, Princess." Qin Feng appeared at the end of the corridor and saluted the two.

Ye Li nodded and asked with a smile: "What news does Su Zuidie have?" Qin Feng frowned in frustration and said with a pale face: "I am incompetent. Su Zuidie refused to say anything except Tan Jizhi's identity." Qin Feng felt that it was a mistake for him to look down on Su Zuidie in the past. He had never seen a woman who could endure torture so well in all these years. Especially this woman was a delicate woman who would shed tears even if a needle pricked her finger.

"It's okay, it's expected. Take your time, don't rush, be careful not to kill anyone." Ye Li said. If Su Zuidie was really as weak as she seemed, she wouldn't have the courage to hook up with Han Mingyue and abandon Mo Xiuyao, and then dump Han Mingyue and hook up with the Xiling Emperor and the Xiling Zhennan King. It's amazing that a woman from a famous family who has never been to Chu Jingdu can have such a mind and skills, so Ye Li is not surprised at all if she has some other skills. But Ye Li didn't want to kill her like this. She could feel that the secret that made Su Zuidie so strong and unwilling to confess must be a big secret that was enough to shake the world.

"I obey your orders." Qin Feng bowed his head and accepted the order. Mo Xiuyao looked down at Ye Li who was thinking with his brows lowered, and said softly: "Ah Li, you can't be too tired now. Why think so much?"

Ye Li smiled and said, "Nothing, I just think Su Zuidie is a little weird." It is true that Su Zuidie is a tolerant woman, but she is definitely not a woman who is born to endure hardship, unless she says that the situation in the future will be worse than it is now.

Mo Xiuyao raised his eyebrows, thought for a moment and said to Qin Feng: "Spread the news secretly and say... I found Su Zuidi, the granddaughter of Mr. Su."

Qin Feng was startled, and looked at Mo Xiuyao in confusion, saying, "Prince..." Mo Xiuyao played with the hair on Ye Li's shoulders, and said nonchalantly, "You don't have to do too much, just let the people who should know know. Got it?"

Qin Feng understood, "I understand, I'll do it right away."

The next morning, without Mo Xiuyao and Ye Li asking, Tan Jizhi asked the guards guarding the dungeon to bring a message. He fully agreed to all the conditions proposed by Ye Li. As long as Shu Manlin's safety could be guaranteed, he agreed to temporarily detain Shu Manlin in Ruyang City as a hostage until Ye Li found Biluohua. Ye Li and Mo Xiuyao were not surprised at all. It was related to their lives. No matter what they exchanged, it was obviously Tan Jizhi who made a profit. After all, if they lost their lives, those things would be nothing more than a pile of waste. Tan Jizhi was not a hesitant person. He was also very generous when it came to paying the bill. With his seal, the secret guards received 100,000 taels of gold from the hidden forces of Tan Jizhi in the northwest that day. This also indirectly proves that Tan Jizhi's hidden power is already astonishing enough.

Mo Xiuyao was not in a bad mood during this period, so he did not intend to go back on his word. He immediately ordered Tan Jizhi to be released from the cell. Tan Jizhi was anxious to leave the northwest, and directly declined Feng Zhiyao's request to stay until tomorrow, saying that he would set off immediately. Ye Li did not want to keep him either, but only asked one last thing, the whereabouts of the Blue Sky Flower. Tan Jizhi looked at Ye Li, with a wicked smile between his eyebrows, "Princess, you have been looking for the Blue Sky Flower everywhere, but in fact... the real Blue Sky Flower has always been under your nose."

Ye Li frowned, pondered for a moment, and said, "Biluohua is in Chujing?"

Tan Jizhi smiled proudly and said, "Yes, the Biluohua is indeed in Chujing. Moreover, it is in the Chu Palace. It is in... Mo Jingqi's hands."

"Why is it in Mo Jingqi's hands?" Ye Li asked with a frown. Mo Jingqi couldn't have been unaware that the Blue Sky Flower could heal Mo Xiuyao's body. If he got it, would he destroy it? Tan Jizhi seemed to see her worry and said with a smile, "Don't worry, Princess. The Blue Sky Flower is said to be able to revive the dead. Mo Jingqi, who cherishes his life so much, will never destroy it. He will only hide it carefully, in a place no one would expect. To be honest, since the Blue Sky Flower came into his hands, even I can't guess where he put it."

Ye Li glanced at him coldly and asked, "Did you give the Blue Sky Flower to Mo Jingqi?" Tan Jizhi did not deny it, and smiled complacently, "Don't you think this is a good idea, Princess? Actually, I didn't want to give it to Mo Jingqi at first, but since I knew that you and the sick scholar in Prince Yan's Pavilion were looking for it, I had to do this. With the means of Prince Ding's Mansion and Prince Yan's Pavilion, they will find out sooner or later that the Blue Sky Flower is not in the hands of the surname Liang, and then I may be in trouble. But who would have thought that such a treasure in the world would be in the hands of the Emperor of Great Chu? The thing that Prince Ding needs most is in the hands of the person who hates him the most. Haha..."

"Go now. Since I have agreed to your terms, I will not break my promise. However, please pray that you will not fall into my hands next time." Ye Li said calmly. Tan Jizhi put away the deliberate smile on his face, glanced at Ye Li sinisterly, and said, "I will definitely remember what the princess said. I will never let myself fall into the hands of Prince Ding's Mansion again. Goodbye." Ye Li turned around and left, "I won't see you off."

After sending Tan Jizhi away, Mo Xiuyao immediately turned hostile and threw the messenger sent by Mo Jingqi out of Ruyang City without any courtesy. As for the question of whether they were here to ask for someone... Men, women, old and young in the entire Ruyang City saw Tan Jizhi leave the city gate. He refused to return to Chujing and didn't care about the Mo family army and Prince Ding's Mansion. Regarding the identity of Tan Jizhi, Mo Xiuyao did not intend to tell Mo Jingqi, but he did not deliberately hide it. Whether Mo Jingqi had the ability to know was none of his business.

In the room, Mo Xiuyao, who had just washed up and had white hair still covered with moisture, glanced at the white-haired man in the bronze mirror with disgust. Then his eyes fell on a small black porcelain bottle placed on the side, which was the hair dye potion that Shen Yang specially prepared for him. In the past, Mo Xiuyao thought that he was not a person who paid attention to appearance, but now every time he saw the figure in the mirror, he found it more and more unbearable. A head of snow-white hair, plus the hideous scar on the left cheek, made the originally pale face even more weird and terrifying. He didn't want A Li to see this frightening look. He was not afraid of scaring her, but he didn't want her to see himself so ugly. His Ahri was so perfect, and he himself… A trace of hatred flashed across his gloomy eyes, and he was so imperfect and ugly. Until now, Mo Xiuyao realized that it was not because he didn't care about his appearance before, but that he had a unique appearance when he was seventeen or eighteen years old, and he didn't need to envy anyone. After the age of seventeen, there was no one who made him feel that he needed to care about his appearance. He could even imagine what a weird picture it would be if he stood with Ahri now.

"Bang!" A palm slapped the table in front of him lightly. The rosewood table groaned in pain, and several cracks quickly spread all over the table.

"Xiu Yao." Ye Li's voice rang out from outside the door. Mo Xiu Yao's body froze. If he hadn't clearly understood who the person outside was, he would have probably knocked him out with one palm. He just wanted to hide, but there was no place in the room suitable for a tall man like him to hide. Moreover, Ah Li obviously knew he was in the room, so how could he really hide? Ye Li walked in slowly, turned around the screen and looked at the white-haired man sitting in front of the bronze mirror. As if she didn't notice Mo Xiu Yao's stiffness, she walked over and picked up the towel on the side and gently wiped his hair. "Why is your hair still wet? Although the weather is still quite hot now, you should also be careful of headaches."

"Ali..." Mo Xiuyao turned around and stared at the woman with a gentle smile in front of him. After returning and recuperating for a few days, Ye Li's complexion was obviously much better. Although her breasts were not as plump as those of many pregnant women in their seventh or eighth month, she looked very healthy and beautiful. Ye Li wiped his hair and asked softly, "What's wrong?" Mo Xiuyao shook his head, "Nothing." Ye Li smiled and said, "I'm glad you're fine. I'll fix your hair for you."

The room was quiet. Ye Li gently dried his hair, then deftly tied up his snow-white hair with her fingers, took out a silver ribbon from a box at the side and tied it up. Then she looked at it with satisfaction and nodded, "Very good."

Mo Xiuyao held Ye Li in his arms, and put his face against her round belly, listening to the energetic movements of the baby in her belly, and occasionally being kicked, "Ali, I've become so ugly, don't you dislike me?" Ye Li was stunned and couldn't help but smile. But looking at the cautious look of the person in front of her, her eyes couldn't help but sour and she almost shed tears. Stroking Mo Xiuyao's silver-white hair, Ye Li asked softly: "If I become ugly, will you dislike me?"

"Of course not, A'li will always be the most beautiful." Mo Xiuyao said solemnly.

Ye Li smiled and said, "That's it. Besides, you've never been good-looking." Hasn't Ye Li seen enough good-looking men? Xu Qingchen, who is extraordinary and detached like an immortal, Mingyue Gongzi, who is gentle and elegant like the bright moon in the sky, Han Mingxi, who is handsome and extraordinary, seems evil and unruly, but is actually simple and sincere, and Feng Zhiyao, Leng Haoyu, who are famous beauties in Beijing, and so on. In comparison, no matter how outstanding Mo Xiuyao's appearance is, it can't change the fact that half of his face has been disfigured. Therefore, in Ye Li's eyes, Mo Xiuyao is really not a handsome man. Looking at Mo Xiuyao's stunned look, Ye Li smiled and said, "But since you have this realization and know that you are ugly, how about going back to let Mr. Shen and Master take a look at the injuries on your face?"

Mo Xiuyao hesitated. The reason why he didn't treat the wound on his face was not because it couldn't be cured. It was because he was seriously injured by the virus at that time. Mo Xiuyao, who was in pain every day, didn't want to pay attention to the scars on his face. He had lost his healthy body and legs, so what difference did it make if his face was damaged? What's more, Shen Yang thought that Mo Xiuyao couldn't be saved several times at that time, so naturally he didn't have time to bother him to deal with the problem on his face. When Mo Xiuyao's condition stabilized, Shen Yang remembered this matter, but was rejected without hesitation by Mo Xiuyao, who was in a gloomy mood at the time.

He touched the scar on his face and said, "It's been so many years..."

Ye Li smiled and said, "Why not give it a try? I heard that someone didn't have any wounds on his face at all, and it healed naturally. It's really... amazing. If that's the case, why are you suddenly worried about your appearance today?" Mo Xiuyao felt relieved when Ye Li teased him like this. He tapped her waist and locked her in his arms. Mo Xiuyao said gloomily, "Even if you, Ah Li, dislike me, it's too late. Whoever dares to compete with me for the throne will be torn into pieces!"

Ye Li patted him helplessly and said, "You are becoming more and more like a child. Do you think I am a gold ingot that everyone wants?"

Mo Xiuyao snorted. His Ah Li was much more valuable than gold ingots. But...it could only be his! Anyone who coveted his treasure would die!