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When Situ Lan, who was behind him saw his arrogant and unruly appearance, he immediately became so angry that smoke came out of his seven orifices. He smashed Jun Mohan's study room into a mess, as if he couldn't get rid of the hatred in her heart.

In the evening, it was slightly cold. Occasionally, one could hear the chirping of crickets.

In the Eastern Royal Palace, the lights were brightly lit, illuminating every corner of the huge Royal Palace.

Inside the Aral Sun Palace, the emperor, Dong Aoqing, was sitting in his seat of honor with a dark expression. His eyes, however, were unmoving as he stared at the man dressed in black in front of him.

If the eyes had killed him, Jun Mohan would have already been killed countless of times.

"Jun Mohan, you are getting more and more presumptuous. "You actually dare to frame the imperial princess. All these years, haven't I been too indulgent to you?"

Dong Aoqing was furious, he slapped on the table. The table instantly collapsed and pieces of debris scattered all over the floor.

As Dong Aoqing's hand was stuck in the ground by the fragments, a stream of warm, dripping blood dripped drop by drop onto the ground, which was especially eye-catching.

However, he didn't seem to feel any pain and continued staring at the calm man in front of him.

"Nephew doesn't dare to return to the Emperor. Everything that happened to Princess Yao today was something she brought upon herself, as well as something that was facilitated by the emperor himself. If it wasn't for you allowing her to go to the clan's Duke Palaces, she would still be a happy princess right now, and not a cripple who lies on a bed and can't even speak a word. "

Jun Mohan took a step forward, and looked down from above at Dong Aoqing who was getting angrier and angrier due to his words, and said while laughing coldly.

"Presumptuous! How dare you speak to me in such a manner!"

Dong Aoqing could no longer bear it any longer and stood up, grabbing the robe on Jun Mohan's chest and raising it up, he roared at him.

His face turned red, then blue, and his neck expanded to the point that it looked like it was about to explode. A few veins popped out on his neck, as if he wanted to tear Jun Mohan to shreds.

"Your majesty, your nephew only wants to tell you that there are some things you, as the emperor, can't do with one hand. There are some people you can't afford to offend." If there is a next time, don't blame me for not showing mercy. "

With a palm strike, Jun Mohan was sent flying and heavily crashed onto the ice-cold ground. He looked condescendingly at Dong Aoqing who's hair was dishevelled, and fiercely spat out one sentence, then left the Aral Sun Palace without looking back.

Dong Aoqing, who was lying on the ground, watched his leaving back, and felt a burst of anger. He spat out a mouthful of blood, then slowly got up and walked towards the dragon bed.

Lying on the bed, the image of a beautiful woman's face appeared in his mind.

That girl was devastatingly beautiful with a graceful figure. Looking back, she gave a charming smile, as if she was Bai Zhixi's mother.

However, if one looked carefully, there was still a certain difference between the two of them. The girl did not see the gentleness of Bai Zhixi's mother in her eyes, nor did she see the unique charm of the Western Regions.

"Qin'er, you're here. I have let you down, I have let Brother Mo down, can you forgive me? I will give you the highest position of imperial concubine, allowing you to stand above everyone else. Mo Xiao Tan will never be able to afford such an honor in his life, so just give in to me! "

Dong Aoqing muttered to himself as he laid on the bed.

In the next moment, he seemed to see the girl he called Qin'er kneeling in front of him, imploring him to let her go.

As for him, with an evil smile on his face, he tore apart her clothes one by one. He didn't care that she was crying and directly took her from him.

Scenes of the past replayed in his mind like a movie.

He was curled up on the bed, his head in his hands, moaning in pain.

The voice came from the bottom of his heart like a demon. He wanted to stay away, but he found that he couldn't.

That year, after Bai Zhixi's parents eloped, he married a fourth wife in succession. He thought it would fill up the injustice in his heart.

Until one day, his good brother, Jun Xiao Tan, came back from his travels, and he was so happy that he decided to pay a private visit to the Royal House.

He didn't walk too far before he saw someone that he missed day and night. Her face was extremely similar to Ye Shixue's, but her eyes were different and similarly attracted him.

However, in her eyes, it wasn't her, but his good brother.

He was extremely unwilling. Why did all the women he had set his eyes on end up with other men having fun under his crotch?

As the emperor of a country, he felt extremely humiliated.

Then one night he was a little drunk and a little greedy. While Jun Xiao Tan was out, Mo Xiao Tan's concubine, Gu Yun, was quietly brought back to the palace.

He watched her pitifully kneeling in front of him as she begged him for her life. He tore off her gorgeous clothes one by one, exposing her smooth and elegant body. He was satisfied.

In the end, he ignored her pleas and openly took her, her body exuding an enchanting fragrance that made one unable to extricate themselves from it.

When he woke up the next day, she was no longer there. He had not expected her to jump down from the top floor of the Aral Sun Palace.

However, upon discovering that it was in time, he managed to retrieve his life.

After Jun Xiao Tan returned, he led his troops and slaughtered their way into the Imperial Palace, leaving not a single piece of his armor behind. Blood was poured all over the Imperial Palace.

He clearly remembered that his good brother had a large shining blade on his neck, and he could clearly feel the cold air on the blade on his neck. He slightly moved, and a long gash appeared on his neck, causing his heart to palpitate.

If it weren't for the old prince saving him, he would have long since died under the blade of Mo Xiao Pool.

From that day on, he was forced to issue an imperial edict:

The title of Prince in the clan had been passed down for a hundred years, and it would never be retracted.

Ever since that day, he had not seen Gu Yun Qing and Jun Xiao Tan again. It was as if they had disappeared from the human world, and no matter how many spies he sent out, they could not find any trace of them.

Three years later, the old prince brought back the corpses of Jun Xiao Tan and Gu Yun Qing from the outside world. He also brought back a little boy, who said he was the son of Jun Xiao Tan.

This little boy was Jun Mohan.

However, when he saw that Jun Mohan and Jun Xiao Tan had no similarities at all, he became suspicious and announced that the imperial physician was to conduct a blood test, and have a blood test.

Unexpectedly, it really was his son.

At this moment, when he looked at the young boy's king's grandeur, even he felt a sense of oppression in front of him.

He started to feel guilty, afraid that Jun Mohan would take revenge for his parents.

Thus, he told everything to Situ Lan and asked for her help.

A few days later, Situ Lan did not disappoint him and actually helped him find a Gu medicine, a Gu medicine that could control humans. and even brought along a white-haired, grey-haired young man, allowing him to infect Jun Mohan with Gu Yue's body.

In the period of time after that, he treated Jun Mohan as his own son, and the treatment of a prince was not even as good as his.

He had also personally witnessed the full moon in the middle of autumn with his own eyes as Jun Mohan had been tortured to death by the Gu worms. He was neither human nor ghost.

It was only when the imperial physician diagnosed that Jun Mohan could not live past eighteen years of age that he finally felt completely relieved and prepared to end Jun Mohan's life by increasing the dosage ahead of time.

Unexpectedly, the Old Wang brought him out to search for medicine, but told him that the Prince Mo was severely ill. This story lasted ten years.

Everyone had also left the Prince Mo, the sole successor of the clan's Duke Palace that they had not seen for ten years.

Five years ago, Jun Mohan who had been closed in for ten years suddenly walked out of the Duke Palace. At this time, his appearance had long changed, and he looked like an immortal.

Not only that, he was extremely talented. His literary skills were all outstanding among the younger generation, and even the Emperor's officials were willing to admit defeat.

Jun Mohan's fame instantly spread throughout the entire world. Everyone knew that there was a genius Prince Mo in the Dongjun Kingdom, and they all used him as an example to educate their own children.

As the emperor of the Eastern Region, Dong Aoqing felt an unprecedented sense of panic. He was afraid that Jun Mohan would seek revenge and fight for his Dongfang Family's territory.

Originally, he wanted to use this opportunity to choose a show and place a hidden stake in the impenetrable clan palace. He wanted to take the opportunity to kill Jun Mohan, and have no future troubles.

However, even though it had rained overnight, he hadn't expected the trip to the Jade Cloud Temple to break his plans.

In desperation, he could only start with the Old Prince and forcefully bestow a beauty to Jun Mohan.

However, Dongfang Yao, that idiot, had turned the entire Royal Family into a mess. Those ministers' daughters were also tortured to the point of insanity, freezing all the ministers' hearts.

The next morning, it was still a sunny day.

However, a grievous news spread across the entire capital, causing everyone to feel anxious.

Last night, the Prince Mo s of the imperial family were ambushed and it was unclear whether they were dead or alive. And the Royal Family Residence was tightly surrounded by the soldiers, not even a drop of water could leak out.

"prince, everything is ready!"

Inside Mo Yu Xuan, Jun Mohan stood under the Plum Tree with a pale white face, quietly watching. His current situation was like a plum blossom, desolate and desolate. Although there were many flowers and green grass around him, he had always seemed out of place.

"Tonight!"

Hearing that, Jun Mohan frowned, he raised his head and looked at the outside of the courtyard that was isolated by the strong, his deep eyes revealed a burning passion, as though he was able to see through everything.

After a long while, he slowly turned around and gave the carrier pigeon in his hand to Qing Shu, as he coldly muttered these words to himself, and then turned around and walked back into the house.

The upheaval in the royal family mansion had yet to be resolved, and the royal dungeon that held the imperial court's felons had also been baptized.

By the time Dongfang Chen and his men rushed over, the prison guards had already been killed. Blood was splattered all over the place, and streams of dark red blood flowed out from the dungeon and dyed the nearby streets red.

A gust of wind blew over, bringing with it a pungent smell of blood, it suppressed the entire capital.

The witch church Enchantress, Bai Zhiyuan, also took advantage of the change in the clan's Duke Palaces to be taken away by the person from the witch church, and had even killed a few of Dongfang Hao's concubines.

It was said that when she was married, her concubine looked down on her status as a concubine. She was often suppressed and humiliated, leading to today's disaster.

After a day and night of searching, Dongfang Chen finally found a trace of a clue at the scene.

All of this was actually done by someone from the Xi Liang.

Dong Aoqing was angered and sent the two brothers Dongfang Chen and Dong Aoqing to the Xi Liang. Using the name of offering birthday wishes to the Xi Liang Emperor, he secretly checked who was so audacious as to actually dare to oppose the demons of the witch church and harm the citizens of the east county. Wasn't this clearly looking down on the forces of the Dongjun Kingdom?