Taiping Crack 401. It's Your Own Sowing

401. You deserve it.

Ye Li could swear that she really disliked Lei Zhenting and Mo Jingli who were trying to take advantage of the situation, but she definitely didn't think of using this method to deal with them. Entering the guest house, seeing the chaos in front of her, Ye Li felt a burst of pain on her forehead, "Why don't you pull the King of Chu out!" Seeing that Mo Jingli was almost dying after being beaten by Lei Zhenting, Ye Li hurriedly said. If it was somewhere else now, Lei Zhenting wanted to beat Mo Jingli to death, Ye Li would not care at all, but she couldn't let Mo Jingli really die like this in Dingwang Mansion.

Feng Zhiyao looked up at the sky, "Princess, how can we stop King Zhennan?" Even if Lei Zhenting lost a hand, he was still one of the four great masters in the world. Wouldn't they be asking for trouble if they rushed forward? And for Mo Jingli, it was absolutely impossible.

"Princess Ding, if something unexpected happens to our Majesty in Ding's mansion..." The people brought by Mo Jingli were also very anxious. Who made Xiling Zhennan Wang so powerful? What's worse is that the emperor suddenly did something, and he didn't attack anyone else, but only Zhennan Wang.

Han Mingyue raised her eyebrows and smiled calmly, "Are you threatening the Ding Palace? The King of Zhennan wants to fight the King of Chu, which has nothing to do with our Ding Palace." Seeing that man speechless and blushing, Han Mingyue said leisurely, "However... the King of Chu is a guest, and the Ding Palace will naturally guarantee his safety." The man glanced at Mo Jingli, who had been disfigured, and was speechless. If this is called guaranteeing safety, then he would rather not be safe.

"Prince Zhennan, the Emperor of Chu is the ruler of a country after all. Besides... this is the Ding Palace after all." Ye Li took a step forward, frowned slightly at the two of them, and said unhappily: "If you two are here to pay tribute to the prince, I welcome you very much, but if you have any personal grudges, please leave Feihong Pass and solve them yourself." Lei Zhenting certainly would not beat Mo Jingli to death. Killing Mo Jingli now would be a big help to the Ding Palace. Hearing Ye Li's words, Lei Zhenting snorted coldly and stopped with a cold look. Unexpectedly, just as he stopped, Mo Jingli, who was beaten to death, came back to life on the spot. Lei Zhenting's face froze, and he kicked Mo Jingli out.

"Don't go... don't go..." Mo Jingli, who was kicked out, moaned and whispered. Those present were all very good at hearing, so they naturally heard his words clearly, and looked at Lei Zhenting with an embarrassed look. After a long while, Feng Zhiyao came back to his senses and whispered to himself: "It turns out that the King of Chu is so deeply in love, no wonder..."

"Feng San!" Lei Zhenting was so angry that he had nowhere to vent. He glanced at Feng Zhiyao and without saying a word, he sent a palm towards him. Feng Zhiyao quickly retreated, and Han Mingyue on the other side also slapped Lei Zhenting at the same time. Feng Zhiyao barely avoided the palm.

"King of Zhennan." Ye Li was unhappy and said in a deep voice: "King of Zhennan, this is Feihong Pass. I hope King of Zhennan will respect himself." Lei Zhenting took a deep breath, knowing that he couldn't do anything to Feng Zhiyao at this time, but the way people looked at him was really unbearable. Lei Zhenting had been a tyrant all his life, and even if he had failed, he had never been as embarrassed as he was now. He glared at Mo Jingli who was held down by the servants on the side, and Lei Zhenting said in a deep voice: "I have important matters in the army, so I'll take my leave first."

Ye Li did not stay any longer. As for the peace talks Lei Zhenting had mentioned before, neither side really took it to heart. She nodded and said, "In that case, I will not keep the King of Zhennan any longer. Leng Er, send the King of Zhennan off for me." Among the people present, Leng Haoyu was the most reliable person besides Han Mingyue. Han Mingyue did not have any duties in the palace, so he could not be asked to send someone off. If Feng Zhiyao and Han Mingxi were asked to send someone off, Lei Zhenting would probably be pissed off again with just a few words.

Leng Haoyu nodded and said to Lei Zhenting, "Please come in, King Zhennan."

Lei Zhenting walked away with a sullen face.

On the other side, Mo Jingli was still struggling restlessly under the suppression of his servants. Ye Li was too lazy to look at his ugly appearance and just ordered: "Send your Majesty back to his room to rest. Do you need to call a doctor?"

The attendants beside Mo Jingli looked at him in embarrassment. Anyone with a discerning eye would understand what was going on. "Thank you, Princess. No... no need. We have brought the imperial physician with us."

Ye Li didn't care much, but just warned: "People in my palace, please be cautious."

"We understand." Everyone said. Princess Ding was warning them not to touch the maids in the general's mansion. They had brought a lot of maids with them, and they naturally didn't want to cause trouble with Princess Ding over a few maids. After all, this was still Prince Ding's mansion, so they readily agreed.

Seeing Mo Jingli's servants carrying the man back, Feng Zhiyao and the others couldn't help but burst into laughter. Ye Li shook her head helplessly. Mo Xiaobao had hit the jackpot this time. It was originally just a prank, but she didn't expect it to end up like this.

Feng Zhiyao waved his folding fan and said with a smile: "I really didn't expect that the King of Chu would be so...hearty to the King of Zhennan. It's really a love that lasts forever." Everyone rolled their eyes. Feng Zhiyao was determined to pin the blame on Lei Zhenting and Mo Jingli.

"Be careful, Lei Zhenting has sent people to hunt you down." Han Mingxi warned. It's fine to joke, but playing with fire and getting burned is not so good.

Feng Zhiyao said gracefully, "Unless he comes in person, what is there for me to fear? Besides, he won't be able to come in a short time. More importantly, if he really hunts me down for this matter, doesn't that prove... that my guess is true, so he wants to kill me to silence me?"

So, on this day, a piece of news spread rapidly throughout Feihong Pass at the speed of wildfire meeting the wind and spread in all directions at an extremely fast speed.

It started like this, "I heard that the King of Chu accidentally offended the King of Zhennan and was beaten up by the King of Zhennan."

Then it became like this, "I heard that the King of Chu had a crush on the King of Zhennan, and he couldn't help but offend the King of Zhennan, and was severely beaten by the King of Zhennan."

Then it was like this, "I heard that the King of Chu intended to... and was beaten up by the King of Zhennan."

又然後是這樣，“聽說楚皇和鎮南王。兩情相悅，忍不住…。，然後被鎮南王揍了一頓。”

The last one is - "I heard that the King of Chu was beaten up by the King of Zhennan."

"Why?"

"What do you think? You are so ignorant."

"Ah? Could it be..."

"Absolutely!"

So, when Mo Jingli woke up the next day, the message had already spread all over Feihong Pass. Mo Jingli was also ashamed and angry when he remembered what he had done the day before, but he could do nothing.

In the morning, Ye Li sat in the pavilion in the garden and drank tea. She was wearing snow-white clothes, her hair was casually tied up without any makeup, and her beautiful face was not painted. In the light morning mist, she actually looked a little melancholy and sad.

Mo Jingli stood outside the pavilion and saw such a beautiful picture, and couldn't help but be distracted. He was beaten up yesterday, and he would never go out because of his face-saving personality. But now he didn't have so much time to wait until the wound on his face healed before going out to see people. So, he had to go to see Ye Li early in the morning under the strange eyes of the servants of the general's mansion.

"Princess, the King of Chu is here." Qin Feng walked into the pavilion and whispered. Ye Li nodded and said, "Please let the King of Chu in."

Qin Feng turned around and invited Mo Jingli in, but Qin Feng himself did not leave. Instead, he stood in the pavilion less than three steps away from Ye Li, staring at Mo Jingli with an undisguised gaze, full of warning and precaution.

Mo Jingli's face darkened, but the wound on his face made it hard to see. Qin Feng and Ye Li only saw his face twisted strangely. Ye Li raised the teacup to her lips, hiding the twitching and smile at the corners of her lips, and asked in a low voice: "Is the injury of the King of Chu all right?"

"No, don't worry!" Mo Jingli gritted his teeth. Although he didn't feel anything about what happened yesterday, he remembered it clearly afterwards. Thinking that he would throw himself on an old man as if he was unsatisfied, Mo Jingli immediately felt a cramp in his stomach, and he felt like he was going to vomit the breakfast he had eaten this morning. In fact, he had already vomited violently once after he woke up in the middle of the night last night.

Mo Jingli knew that he was definitely attacked, but neither he nor the accompanying doctor could figure out how he was attacked. Except for being bitten by Mo Xiaobao, Mo Jingli hardly ever got within two steps of anyone who was not close to him that day. Even the tea and snacks he drank were strictly inspected. Therefore, Mo Jingli could not guess how he was attacked.

Ye Li nodded and said, "I'm glad you're okay. King Zhennan was really too impulsive. Yesterday afternoon, King Zhennan had already set out to leave Feihong Pass." So if you want to settle accounts with someone, go find Lei Zhenting yourself.

Mo Jingli was sure that he didn't want to see Lei Zhenting again in the next year. Not only because of his habitual nausea, but also because of the harm Lei Zhenting had caused him.

"I'm here to see you." Mo Jingli stared at Ye Li.

Ye Li nodded, "Emperor Chu, please speak."

Mo Jingli glanced at Qin Feng beside him, frowned and said, "You leave first." Qin Feng turned a deaf ear and just glanced at him. Mo Jingli actually understood the meaning of Qin Feng's eyes in a very strange way. ——You even want to throw a man on you, who knows if you will do something to our princess?

Seeing this, the veins on Mo Jingli's forehead jumped, but seeing that Ye Li had no intention of repelling Qin Feng, he could only hold back his anger and said, "I have something important to discuss with you." Ye Li smiled and said, "Emperor Chu, please speak."

"You and Prince Ding's Mansion will submit to the Great Chu, and I guarantee that Mo Yuchen will still be the hereditary Prince Ding." Mo Jingli said as a matter of course, his condescending tone even had a hint of alms. However, his domineering look originally added a bit of funnyness because of his image at this time.

Ye Li glanced at him speechlessly and said calmly: "If I am not mistaken, the King of Chu should have reached an agreement with the King of Xiling Zhennan, right?"

Mo Jingli sneered and said, "Lei Zhenting can play tricks on me, so do I have to abide by the agreement? Ye Li, as long as you bring Prince Ding's Mansion back to Da Chu, I promise that I will never treat you unfairly."

"How is the King of Chu going to treat me?" Ye Li raised her eyebrows and asked. Could it be that Mo Jingli really had no brains at all? Did he really think that if she said "return to the Great Chu", the entire Dingwang Mansion and the Mo Family Army would obediently return to the Great Chu?

Thinking that Ye Li was moved, Mo Jingli smiled contentedly and said confidently: "I can make you the queen. Ye Li, you should know that making a married woman the queen is something that has never happened in all dynasties, which is enough to prove my sincerity."

Ye Li lowered her eyes, pondering in silence.

Mo Jingli was not in a hurry. This kind of thing naturally needed to be carefully considered. And he had absolute confidence that Ye Li would definitely agree to her. Mo Xiuyao was already dead. No matter how powerful Ye Li was, she was just a woman. Without a man's support, she was nothing.

After a long while, Ye Li said calmly: "I need some time to consider."

Mo Jingli nodded and said, "Okay, I'm waiting for your reply."

Ye Li nodded and left with Qin Feng.

In the garden, Qin Feng followed Ye Li and asked in confusion: "Princess, are you really considering this?" Ye Li nodded and said: "Of course I have to consider it. I am considering... how to deal with Mo Jingli."

"What are your plans, Princess?" Qin Feng asked curiously.

Ye Li thought for a moment and said calmly, "Throw it out."

Watching Ye Li walk away, Qin Feng blinked and raised his hand to snap his fingers. Four Qilin appeared in front of Qin Feng, and Qin Feng raised his eyebrows and asked, "Did you understand what the princess said?"

"What does the princess mean?"

Qin Feng smiled and said, "It means literally, throw, out."

A quarter of an hour later, a man dressed in imperial robes but with a bruised face and almost unrecognizable appearance was thrown down from the top of Feihong Pass.

Feng Zhiyao, who was playing chess on the tower, shook his head with regret and said, "Qilin is getting worse and worse. He can't even throw a person down." If it were him, he would have pressed his acupoints and thrown him down backwards. It is guaranteed that Mo Jingli's face will never have such a difficult expression from now on.

Han Mingyue smiled and said, "There are people downstairs."

There were also a large group of guards stationed outside the city brought by Mo Jingli. How could they let Mo Jingli fall to death? Qilin obviously fell very carefully. Even if three eunuchs jumped up to catch Mo Jingli at the same time, Mo Jingli still paid the price of a broken right hand. If it was a little more serious, the right half of the body would be permanently paralyzed.

"Ye Li?! I won't let you go!" Mo Jingli roared outside the city.

"Swoosh--" A chess piece shot straight from the tower, right into Mo Jingli's wide-open mouth. The guards who had been waiting cautiously were startled by the emperor's sudden roar, and they didn't have time to take on the hidden weapon attack. Han Mingyue wiped her hands elegantly with a handkerchief, "Mo Jingli has become even more rude since he became emperor."

"Mr. Mingyue has a great technique." Feng Zhiyao praised with a smile on his face. The two smiled at each other and watched Mo Jingli below walk away cursing.

On a mountain road somewhere from Dachu to Xiling, Ling Tiehan and the other two rode their horses leisurely. Although Yanwang Pavilion suffered heavy losses this time, it was not a big deal for Ling Tiehan who had already wanted to retire. If he was still alive, it would be a big problem to decide who would take charge of Yanwang Pavilion in the future. After all, the assassin organization was different from others, and if the wrong people were used, it would probably cause great trouble.

While chatting and laughing with his two younger brothers and sisters, Ling Tiehan suddenly frowned. Without waiting for Leng Liuyue and the others to speak, Ling Tiehan said in a deep voice: "You guys move away." Although Leng Liuyue and the others did not understand what their brother meant, seeing his solemn expression, they still rode their horses to the other side obediently.

"Prince Ding, since you are here, why don't you come out and see me?" Ling Tiehan said in a loud voice.

Leng Liuyue and the sick scholar who were standing not far away were both shocked. During their journey, the news that Prince Ding had passed away had already spread all over the world. But the eldest brother...

Just as the two were worried, a figure in white appeared on a small valley on the mountain road. The white clothes were like snow, and the white hair was like frost. Mo Xiuyao held the Burning Sword in his hand and stared at Ling Tiehan riding on horseback below with an indifferent expression. It seemed that he was not at all surprised why Ling Tiehan knew that he was not dead.

Ling Tiehan sighed helplessly and said, "Prince Ding, please."

Mo Xiuyao didn't bother to play along. A cold light split the sky, and the Burning Sword was unsheathed in an instant, carrying a murderous aura that covered the sky and the earth and pressing towards Ling Tiehan. Ling Tiehan slapped the horse under his seat and leaped into the air. At the same time, the iron sword in his hand was unsheathed, and a strong sword aura was slashed towards Mo Xiuyao. The impact of the collision of the two sword auras made both of them involuntarily retreat more than ten steps before they stabilized their steps, but the trees where the sword auras went were strangled in unison.

With a crisp sound, the iron sword in Ling Tiehan's hand broke. Ling Tiehan's sword was also a good sword, but it was still much worse than the famous sword handed down from generation to generation in Mo Xiuyao's hand. Therefore, it was not surprising that it broke into several pieces after a collision. Mo Xiuyao always disdained to use magic weapons to deceive people, but this time he seemed to be completely unconcerned. It seemed that even if Ling Tiehan was unarmed, he could still sweep the sword with the Burning Sword, let alone the iron sword Ling Tiehan was holding. This also made Ling Tiehan understand that Mo Xiuyao was furious because of his attack on Ye Li.

"Brother!" Leng Liuyue couldn't help but exclaimed. She raised her hand and wanted to throw the weapon in her hand. Leng Liuyue was good at hidden weapons, but not very proficient in swords. But because of this, Ling Tiehan prepared the best weapons for his two younger brothers and sisters. The sword in Leng Liuyue's hand was much better than the sword Ling Tiehan used himself. However, no matter how powerful the sword was, it would be useless against the Burning Sword, so Ling Tiehan waved his hand to reject Leng Liuyue's sword.

Mo Xiuyao pointed his sword at Ling Tiehan from a distance and said calmly, "I have always regarded Lingge Master as a rare opponent, but I have never regarded him as someone to be killed. I will be extremely regretful if you make an exception today."

Ling Tiehan smiled helplessly and said, "I never thought that I would meet Prince Ding in life and death. However, there are many things in this world that have to be done." Mo Xiuyao snorted and stopped talking. The Burning Sword in his hand flashed a cold edge and shot towards Ling Tiehan. He didn't want to know what the hardship was, why he had to do it. To Mo Xiuyao, whoever attacked Ah Li deserved to die, without reason, without right or wrong.

On the mountain road, two figures quickly fought in a group. With Leng Liuyue and the sick scholar's martial arts, they could only see two phantoms swaying in the air at most, and the murderous aura that almost made people breathless. The sword energy that shot out from time to time almost turned everything it touched into powder. Leng Liuyue nervously grabbed the sick scholar's wrist, staring anxiously at the place that they were destined to not see clearly. The sick scholar was not having a good time either. Originally, his illness had been cured a long time ago, but just now, the strong murderous aura that made people suffocate made him want to cough again.

"Brother?!" Just when the two were anxious, Ling Tiehan's voice suddenly fell from the sky. The sick scholar quickly jumped up and caught Ling Tiehan's falling body. Leng Liuyue gritted her teeth, drew her sword and rushed towards Mo Xiuyao.

"Second sister, stop!" Ling Tiehan shouted in shock, "Prince Ding, please show mercy!"

"Bang——" Only half of the precious sword in Leng Liuyue's hand remained. Mo Xiuyao raised his hand and the broken tip of the sword shot towards Leng Liuyue. Leng Liuyue retreated again and again, and finally fell to the ground. The tip of the sword flew past her face and nailed to the tree behind her. Leng Liuyue sat on the ground, sweating profusely. She clearly felt the chill from the sword tip when it flew past her cheek.

Mo Xiuyao looked down at everyone from a high position, his eyes were cold and ruthless, like a god in the sky, "You don't know your own limitations."

Leng Liuyue stared at Mo Xiuyao stubbornly and said in a sharp voice: "My elder brother did not kill Princess Ding. Prince Ding is going too far!"

Mo Xiuyao sneered, "I didn't kill her. If Ah Li is even slightly injured, I will chop up your entire Yanwang Pavilion and feed it to the dogs!"

Perhaps because of Mo Jingli's attitude towards her, Leng Liuyue forgot her fear and sneered, "My elder brother really wanted to kill Ye Li. Do you think Ye Li is still alive now?" Yan Wangge is a killer, and Ling Tiehan is the only killer in the world. If he really wanted to kill Ye Li, how could he let her escape? Even if it was to avoid offending Ding Wangfu, Ling Tiehan did show mercy.

"Liu Yue." Ling Tiehan frowned and said in a deep voice.

Leng Liuyue could only stop talking unwillingly. Ling Tiehan slowly stood up. He had just stopped for such a short while, and he also recovered his breath. Although he was seriously injured, he was not powerless to fight back. Ling Tiehan looked at Mo Xiuyao and said, "Prince Ding, I still have some things to do. I believe Prince Ding also has urgent things to do. When I have finished my things, I will naturally give Prince Ding an explanation. Then you and I will fight to the death, how about it? What's more... Prince Ding is not completely unscathed now, right? If I try my best, can Prince Ding be sure to escape unscathed?"

Mo Xiuyao was silent for a moment, then said, "Very good, I will come to see Master Ling again in three months."

Ling Tiehan nodded, "I'm always at your service. Goodbye."

Mo Xiuyao said nothing more, and Ling Tiehan and Leng Liuyue mounted their horses again and rode away.

"Your Highness." A black-clad guard appeared in front of Mo Xiu Yao and called out in a low voice.

"It's okay." Mo Xiuyao said calmly. He raised his hand and wiped it casually, and a trace of blood flowed out from his lips.