Chapter 82 I, Mo Jiuye, am the direct descendant of the Mo family
He Zhiran deliberately shook the wine jug in his hand: "Your Highness, the wine is gone."
At this moment, Nan Qi wanted to kick He Zhiran out of the window, however, his goal had not been achieved yet, so he had to continue to be patient.
"Come on, bring another pot of wine."
It’s a pity that if another pot of wine comes, it won’t be a mandarin duck wine pot.
Nan Qi thought that once the new wine jug was delivered, He Zhiran would no longer have to hold on to the mandarin duck wine jug. He would always find an opportunity to pour the poisoned wine into Mo Jiuye's cup.
Unexpectedly, He Zhiran didn't follow the routine at all and didn't even help them pour the wine...
Not only that, she also placed the wine jug next to her.
"I've been busy for a long time and I'm really hungry."
As she said this, she began to eat the dishes on the table with a smile.
Nan Qi was almost angered to death by He Zhiran.
For the sake of the overall situation, he tried hard to suppress the anger in his heart and continued to drink with Mo Jiuye.
Mo Jiuye felt that the time was almost right and took the initiative to speak:
"Do you still remember the crescent-shaped birthmark on my left shoulder?"
Nan Qi nodded slightly tipsy: "Of course I remember. When we were little, we often sneaked off to bathe in our father's hot spring pool. I also told you that your birthmark is very special."
Mo Jiuye carefully observed the changes in Nan Qi's expression and continued:
"Do you know what that birthmark means?"
Nan Qi raised his eyebrows: "It's just a birthmark, what can you say?"
Mo Jiuye said in a deep voice, "That is a unique mark for the men of my Mo family. For generations, every male in the Mo family has been born with that crescent-shaped birthmark on his left shoulder."
Nan Qi was stunned.
"You said this is a birthmark unique to Mohist men?"
"Yes, the crescent-shaped birthmark is a unique symbol of being a Mo family man." Mo Jiuye affirmed.
Nan Qi had fallen into deep thought. He didn't know why Mo Jiuye mentioned the birthmark to him. Did he know something?
Soon, Nan Qi ruled out this possibility.
If he had not overheard this incident in his mother's palace, it is likely that only his mother and her two trusted maids would have known about it in this life.
Mo Jiuye couldn't possibly know his motive for killing him.
But why did Mo Jiuye suddenly mention the birthmark on his body?
In order to find out Mo Jiuye's intention, Nan Qi also asked this question.
Mo Jiuye chose to bring up the birthmark in the hope of resolving the misunderstanding between him and Nan Qi.
"I tell you this because I want you to know that I, Mo Jiuye, am a direct descendant of the Mo family. There is no possibility of me being replaced."
This time, Nan Qi's expression changed completely.
"What do you know?"
Mo Jiuye remained calm and composed.
"Although you and I can no longer be good brothers who talk about everything like before, I, Mo Jiuye, have always been an upright person, especially between you and me. I don't want any misunderstandings.
I think I've made myself clear. I also hope that you are not among the targets of my hatred."
After a pause, Mo Jiuye stood up and said, "That's all I have to say. I believe you are a smart person and will figure this out."
Seeing that Mo Jiuye was about to leave, Nan Qi immediately stopped him.
"Wait, explain yourself clearly before you leave."
Mo Jiuye had already pulled He Zhiran to the door, but when they heard Nan Qi's voice, they stopped.
Mo Jiuye turned around and asked, "Isn't what I said clear enough?"
Nan Qi still didn't give up.
"Tell me, what do you know?"
Mo Jiuye was already certain that what He Zhiran had told him about Nan Qi being swapped was indeed true, and that Nan Qi had indeed wanted to kill him because of this.
Although he had cleared up the misunderstanding of the substitution, he had revealed the fact that he knew other people's secrets. By going around in circles, he always gave others a reason to hunt him down.
Helplessly, Mo Jiuye could only return to his position and do his job well.
"All I can tell you now is that I've known about this since I was very young. I treat you as a brother, and whether it's true or not, I've never mentioned it to anyone else.
If you hadn't sent someone to kill me, I wouldn't have mentioned it even to you in person."
Nan Qi held his head in his hands, his eyes were bloodshot.
In order to prevent him from doing anything desperate, He Zhiran picked up the mandarin duck wine pot on the table.
In front of Nan Qi, she pressed the button and poured out a cup of poisoned wine.
"Your Highness Prince Qi, this wine jug of yours is indeed quite good. It must be worth a lot of money, right?"
Nan Qi widened his eyes and looked at He Zhiran in disbelief.
"you……"
He Zhiran smiled, but the smile did not reach his eyes.
"Prince Qi has gone to great lengths to take my husband's life. I bet this mandarin duck wine jug must have been very difficult to obtain."
Nan Qi almost vomited blood. If he wasn't afraid of Mo Jiuye, he would have killed this hateful woman without hesitation.
He Zhiran ignored Nan Qi's murderous gaze and slowly took out a small paper bag from his sleeve.
She opened the small paper bag and white powder appeared inside.
"Have you ever heard of a poison called Seven Days Down?"
Nan Qi pointed at the packet of powder in disbelief and asked, "Is this the Seven Days Relief?"
The poison Qiridao is very precious in Dashun. It is definitely the best choice to kill people without them being noticed.
The so-called seven-day collapse, as the name suggests, means that anyone who is poisoned by this poison will not feel any discomfort in the body and will die on the seventh day without any signs.
Even the doctor couldn't find the cause of death.
Thinking of this, Nan Qi was filled with fear. If he were really poisoned, he would surely die...
He Zhiran didn't answer directly, but instead asked, "If I had just put this powder in your wine glass, who would have known that you died at my hands?"
After a pause, He Zhiran continued, "If it weren't for your husband's consideration for the brotherhood between you two, do you think you could have lived to the eighth day?"
In fact, the bag of powder in He Zhiran's hand was just ordinary flour. She had indeed heard of Qi Ri Dao, but she didn't have the recipe. Moreover, she heard that this poison was extremely precious, even to the point where it was priceless.
She did this just to let Nan Qi know that they had no intention of killing him, and would never spread his secret.
Although Mo Jiuye didn't know where He Zhiran got the Seven Days Reversal, he took the opportunity to say:
“With my ability, it’s not difficult for me to make you take it silently for seven days.
Considering our past friendship, I will let you go today, and I hope you will do the same."
After hearing what the two said, Nan Qi had to reconsider the credibility between him and Mo Jiuye.
No matter from which angle you analyze it, Mo Jiuye is telling the truth.
First of all, he knew Mo Jiuye very well. Mo Jiuye was an open and honest gentleman.
He knew his secret very early and never revealed it to anyone else.
This not only proves that Mo Jiuye had been protecting himself, but also proves that the person who switched things with him was indeed not Mo Jiuye.
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