Mo Yun was well aware that Mo Liandi was growing more and more powerful. He already faintly felt that he couldn't suppress him anymore. If Mo Liandi were to learn the truth back then, he would surely come for revenge without hesitation.
But what if he knew? Now that Mo Litian had blatantly exposed it, Mo Yun's face turned extremely embarrassed. "How dare you!"
As the emperor of the Great Liang, how could he care about a mere Mo Liandi? Even his father wasn't a match for him. How could Mo Liandi be?
The struggle for the throne was always cruel. His father was indecisive. How could he be worthy of this position? Only he, Mo Yun, was the most suitable candidate. It was a pity that the emperor had been deceived by him and had always wanted to pass the throne to him. He had been forced into this!
"This country belongs to me. No one can take it away!"
Mo Litian sneered inwardly. His eyes were in a complete mess. He couldn't tell whether it was hatred or something else he felt towards Mo Yun in front of him.
Mo Yun and the Queen Qi had killed his birth mother, but they had also given him the position of the crown prince, providing him with a prosperous life and carefree days. They had never beaten or scolded him over the years. He didn't know if he should take revenge.
Mo Yun looked at Mo Litian kneeling upright on the ground and coldly said, "Tian'er, remember, Mo Liandi must be eliminated! Otherwise, he will surely become a great threat!"
Mo Litian was the successor he had his eye on. He didn't want him to still be controlled by others when he ascended the throne.
Mo Litian's eyes were full of bitter smiles. "Father, do you really think we can eliminate him?"
If they could, his father would have surely couldn't wait to take action. Why would he wait until now?
There was no denying that the power in Mo Liandi's hands had reached a terrifying level. His wings were already full - grown, and they were helpless.
Mo Yun almost gritted his silver teeth to pieces. His fists tightened involuntarily. This was a fact he was reluctant to admit. Suddenly, as if he had thought of something, the corner of his mouth curved into an arc. "I'll give you a choice. Kill Mo Liandi or bring back that woman. Choose one."
As long as that Liu Rumei was firmly in his hands, why should he be afraid that Mo Liandi couldn't be captured?
Thinking of this, Mo Yun's eyes were full of a confident smile.
Mo Litian suddenly widened his eyes and subconsciously said, "Father, this matter has nothing to do with Miss Liu! She's just a woman..."
He had indeed wanted to compete with Mo Liandi, but he had never thought of using such a despicable means!
He knew how cruel the struggle for the throne was, but why involve an innocent woman?
However, before he could finish his words, Mo Yun interrupted him mercilessly. "Do you want the throne or the woman? Choose for yourself!"
She was just a low - born commoner. As long as he became the emperor, he could choose any woman in the world. Why should he be attached to just one?
There were three thousand beauties in the harem. There were many more beautiful women than her.
He believed that Mo Litian would know how to choose!
If not, he wouldn't mind choosing another successor. A person who was indecisive and sentimental wouldn't be a qualified crown prince!
Mo Litian saw the cold killing intent in Mo Yun's eyes. His heart suddenly turned cold, filled with endless mockery. He had thought that Mo Yun truly regarded him as his son, but it turned out that it was just a lie.
Mo Yun only had power in his heart, no feelings.
If one had to be heartless and emotionless to inherit the throne, he would rather not have this high position.
But for now...
"Your son understands. I will surely not disappoint Father."
Hearing this, Mo Yun's face finally looked a bit better. He nodded with a smile. "Only in this way can you be worthy of being my good son."
His son should be like this!
...
In the dim prison cell.
Ye Zhe stepped in and smelled a strong smell of blood, but he remained calm, as if he was already very familiar with it.
At this time, a disheveled woman was tied to a wooden stake. Blood dripped from her body, staining the ground red. On her right arm, there was only the bare white bone, without a trace of flesh, which was terrifying.
Ye Zhe's eyes were full of coldness. He stepped forward and stuffed a pill into her mouth. After waiting quietly for a while, the woman opened her eyes.
Her eyes were full of madness. "Is that woman dead?"
It had been so long. She should be dead and beyond recognition!
A cold look flashed in Ye Zhe's eyes. He sneered. "I'm afraid I'll disappoint you."
Ning Yan'er suddenly widened her eyes, full of disbelief. "This is impossible!"
This was absolutely impossible. How could that woman not be dead?
This was definitely impossible! The beast - saliva grass had cost her a great deal. How could it be ineffective?
"You're lying to me! Haha... That woman must be dead and beyond recognition. You can't deceive me. The beast - saliva grass can attract wild beasts. Even if she's alive, she must be a mess!"
"Why does she, Liu Rumei, deserve to compete with me?"
"I'm the Princess of Guo'an! This position is mine!"
"I've won. The prince loves me..."
Ye Zhe listened to Ning Yan'er's mumbling. His eyes were full of endless disgust, and the corner of his mouth also curved into a sneer. "You really don't know what's good for you!"
"Take her away."
As soon as he said this, a black figure emerged from the darkness. He untied the ropes on Ning Yan'er and carried her on his back. He silently followed Ye Zhe's direction and left.
After about a stick of incense time, Ye Zhe gradually smelled a strong stench in the air. In the distance, the howls of wild beasts could be faintly heard.
This familiar place filled Ning Yan'er with extreme fear. She wanted to struggle and escape, but she was already exhausted.
Looking at the corpse pit not far away, Ning Yan'er's eyes were full of fear. "What are you going to do!"
"I'm warning you. If the prince finds out, he will never spare you!"
"Take me back quickly!"
"I'm the only princess of the Great Liang and the future Princess of Guo'an. You can't treat me like this..."
When they arrived at the mass grave, Ye Zhe sneered inwardly. He took out something from his bosom and sprinkled it on her body.
This extremely familiar smell filled Ning Yan'er with fear. "Ye Zhe, if you dare to hurt me, the prince will never let you go!"
Ye Zhe sneered with a curl of his lips. "Princess Anning, have you forgotten your right hand?"
It was the prince who had done it himself. After hurting Miss Liu, did she still expect to live? It was just wishful thinking!
However...
"Watch her. The prince has ordered that she mustn't die!"
The black - clothed man didn't hesitate to throw Ning Yan'er into the corpse pit and then hid in the darkness.
Ye Zhe didn't look at her any more and immediately turned around and left.
At this time, Ning Yan'er was filled with fear. Looking at those rotting corpses, she couldn't help but want to scream.