Mo Yunzhao narrowed his eyes, "Is this your attitude of admitting guilt?"
"I……"
Snap!
Mo Jinghao slapped Mo Bici across the face, making her ears ring and her vision blur, as if the whole world was spinning.
"It was Ci'er's fault all along, please punish her, City Lord." Mo Jinghao knelt down, very respectfully.
Mo Yunzhao was slumped over by the sun, and his voice was soft and sweet.
"Then please have Second Uncle carry out the punishment and carve the character for 'jealousy' on the back of her hand."
Her soft, gentle voice had no offensive power, yet it shocked everyone, leaving them staring at her in disbelief.
Only Ling Jingyu watched her stroking the back of her hand with heartache.
After the initial shock, Mo Jinghao immediately lowered his head and said, "Yes."
"Father, no, it hurts, it will hurt." Mo Bici looked at Mo Jinghao with tears in her eyes and pleading.
But Mo Jinghao was notoriously ruthless, so he ignored Mo Bici's pleas, grabbed her hand, and used his spiritual pressure to trap her, preventing her from struggling.
Holding a dagger, he carved the word "jealousy" into the back of her fair hand, one cut at a time.
This process completely ignored Mo Bici's cries and pleas, which was extremely cruel.
After the carving was finished, Mo Bici was in so much pain that she almost fainted. Her face was covered in tears, and she gritted her teeth in hatred.
The clacking sound was somewhat jarring.
Mo Jinghao dropped the dagger, his hands trembling, "City Lord, it's finished."
Mo Yunzhao gave a faint "hmm" and looked up in the direction of Patriarch Tu. "Patriarch Tu, how do you intend to apologize?"
The Tu family head glanced at Mo Jinghao out of the corner of his eye, and knowing from his signal that he couldn't escape, he knew he couldn't get away with it.
"I will relinquish my position as the city's protector and hand over 100,000 taels of silver."
As he spoke, seeing that Mo Yunzhao remained silent, he knew she was dissatisfied, so he added, "Take a hundred lashes yourself."
Since he had already made his stance clear, the Wang family head had no choice but to step forward as well, just like the Tu family head.
They were in charge of the city's eastern and northern guards. Once this token was handed over, it was equivalent to losing all power and losing 100,000 taels of silver.
Mo Yunlan stepped forward, retrieved the city protection order, and informed Mo Yunzhao.
Finally, Mo Jinghao and the two family heads were each given one hundred strokes of the cane, while Mo Bici received thirty slaps.
Mo Yunzhao sat at the gate of the mansion, basking in the sun, his eyes slightly narrowed, listening to the sounds of the slapping of the cane and the howling.
She only felt that the sound was a melody of intertwining notes, which was very pleasant to hear.
After the fight was over, Mo Yunzhao stood up and faced the crowd. Her unfocused, beautiful eyes shone with a breathtaking light.
"To repel external threats, we must first secure internal stability. If the people in the city do not unite as one and do not trust and submit to those in power, how will we be able to join forces to repel the enemy in the future?"
"I hope that the thickest wall of Moyang City is your trust in me."
"I hope that the strongest shield for Moyang City is everyone's unity."
"I hope that each of you will be a wall of Moyang City, a spear and shield to fight against enemies in the future."
"Moyang City is mine, but it belongs to you all even more. It is because of you that a city is necessary, and it is necessary for me, the city lord, to exist."
The voice was soft and gentle, yet it carried a powerful sense of conviction.
Upon hearing her words, the people lowered their heads in shame, genuinely admitted their mistakes, and were convinced of her sincerity.
After Mo Yunzhao finished speaking, he turned and went into the mansion.
Ling Jingyu did not follow them inside, but instead went down the steps and stood in front of Mo Bici.
Mo Bici was in pain all over her body. She knelt on the ground and saw the brocade boots that appeared in front of her. She slowly raised her head, her tearful eyes filled with joy and shyness.
"Your Highness the Crown Prince."
Her pitiful sobs were enough to soften anyone's heart.
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