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Chapter 1101

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Mo Xiuyao scoffed, "It's better to raise a child like a wolf than a sheep. I don't have the mood to follow behind him and clean up his mess." What Mo Xiaobao had to do in the future wasn't as simple as just defending the city. If he was too naive and came to bother him all day long, he would only want to beat him to death.

Although Mo Xiaobao tried his best, the difference in strength was too big. Finally, he was beaten to the point where he couldn't withstand Mo Jingli's attacks. Mo Xiaobao didn't care about his face and abandoned Mo Jingli without hesitation to run around the courtyard. At the start, Mo Jingli was still wary that Mo Xiuyao and the others would suddenly make a move. But when he found out that Mo Xiuyao had no intention of interfering, and that as long as he didn't try to escape from the Mohist army, the Shadow Guard would ignore him, Mo Jingli vented all his anger on Mo Xiaobao.

Mo Xiaobao was chased all over the place. As he ran, he didn't forget to howl, "Mister Shen, is your medicine expired ah ah ah ah ah!"

Shen Yang who was sleeping soundly in his own courtyard turned in his sleep and muttered, "Little brat, when has this Godly Doctor's medicine ever expired?"

While Mo Xiaobao was using qinggong to run around. Just as he was thinking about whether he should put down his face and ask his father for help, he suddenly felt Mo Jingli's speed of chasing him suddenly slow down. Amidst the chaos, Mo Xiaobao turned back to look. Although he couldn't see Mo Jingli's face clearly because of the dark sky, he could clearly see that Mo Jingli's clothes were soaked in sweat. If Mo Xiaobao who was being chased didn't sweat, but the person chasing him was already drenched in sweat ….. this was clearly not logical. Mo Xiaobao's eyes turned and he took out something from his chest and grabbed it towards Mo Jingli, "Here's the antidote!" Then with the fastest speed, he pounced towards Mo Xiuyao who was watching the show from the side.

After chasing Mo Xiaobao for a few laps, Mo Jingli clearly began to feel that something was wrong. A strange heat gradually surged up, and slowly began to affect his body. At this moment, he truly believed that Qin Lie hadn't lied to him. He really had been poisoned.

So when Xiaobao shouted for the antidote, he paused for a moment and reached out to catch the thing that Xiaobao threw at him. By the time he realised that it was just a jade pendant that Mo Xiaobao had casually thrown over, Mo Xiaobao had already pounced into Mo Xiuyao's arms. However, Mo Jingli did not have the time to care about Xiaobao's despicable actions because the strange poison had begun to take effect. At this time, it had been four hours since he drank. He didn't feel it at all before, but now, it was like a wildfire that became a prairie fire in a moment.

"You …" For a moment, Mo Jingli was sweating profusely, as if he had been soaked in water. Mo Jingli fell to the ground, as if his body was being burned by a raging fire, and also as if there was a strange impulse and desire. These strange pains were stuck together, making him feel as if he was being bitten by insects.

This sudden turn of events caused everyone to stare with their mouths agape. Their gazes towards Mo Xiaobao became strange. "This … Heir, what kind of poison did you give him?" Feng Zhiyao asked with a frown. Looking at Mo Jingli's appearance, it didn't seem like he was in pain, or was it that his entire body didn't hurt? And what kind of poison was it that made him sweat without vomiting blood or bleeding from all orifices, and even had a ruddy complexion that didn't look like he was poisoned?

Standing on the other side, Han Mingxi looked at Mo Jingli with pity, then looked at Mo Xiaobao who was lying in Mo Xiuyao's arms, and rubbed his nose, he decided to keep quiet.

Mo Xiuyao glanced at Mo Xiaobao, patted Ye Li's hand and said: "Li, go back and rest first. There's nothing else to do here. " Ye Li slightly frowned, looking at Mo Xiaobao who was lying in Mo Xiuyao's arms and looking at her with a pure smile, she sighed and nodded: "I'll go back first. You guys … That's enough, don't play anymore. "

Mo Xiaobao nodded and waved at Ye Li, "En, en, good night mother."

Seeing Ye Li leave with the others, Mo Xiuyao snorted and threw Mo Xiaobao out. Mo Xiaobao nimbly turned around in the air and landed firmly on the ground. "Lord Father, you're so cruel." His big black eyes looked at Mo Xiuyao, tears welling up in his eyes. Mo Xiuyao couldn't help but twitch his mouth. Who taught Mo Xiaobao to be so shameless?

Mo Xiaobao pouted his little mouth and snorted. Facing a cruel father like Lord Father who treats his son like grass, what's the use of being shameless? This prince is using gentleness to conquer strength.

On the side, Feng Zhiyao coughed and said: "I say, Prince, that … Shouldn't we deal with it?" Pointing at a certain person who was crying out in pain on the ground, Feng Zhiyao asked. Mo Xiuyao raised his eyebrows, "Did I poison him?"

"Prince?" Feng Zhiyao looked at Mo Xiaobao.

But he found that Mo Xiaobao was trying to pull Qin Lie away from the scene. Being stopped by someone, Mo Xiaobao turned around and glared at Feng Zhiyao with hidden bitterness. Feng Zhiyao also didn't understand how he had offended this little ancestor, he could only rub his nose and smile: "Prince, what kind of poison did you give him? We still have to interrogate him, you making him like this … It's not convenient for us to do anything. "Looking at Mo Jingli's current appearance, even if they gave him a fierce beating, he wouldn't feel anything.

Mo Xiaobao opened his mouth and looked pitifully at Qin Lie. Qin Lie looked up at the sky, the moon was really round tonight.

Mo Xiaobao stomped his feet and ran to Feng Zhiyao's side to discuss with him in a low voice. "Don't tell my mother." Feng Zhiyao hesitated, but still nodded. Mo Xiaobao then leaned over to Feng Zhiyao's ear and whispered a few words. Feng Zhiyao was stunned and looked at Mo Xiaobao in disbelief. "I remember the Princess Consort said …" Mo Xiaobao glared at him angrily. "That's why I said, you're not allowed to tell, mother!"

Saying this, he didn't forget to give Feng Zhiyao a threatening glare, then turned around and ran with Qin Lie. From afar, Qin Lie's puzzled voice came. "Didn't you say you wanted to watch a show?" Mo Xiaobao's voice was clearly flustered, "Do you think that looks good?!"

"Uh … it doesn't look very good." He saw Mo Jingli writhing on the ground and moaning in pain. It would be better to torture him and make him look more interesting.

Looking at the two children running away, Feng Zhiyao's expression twisted. Han Mingxi already had a conclusion in his heart and didn't care. He smiled and patted Feng Zhiyao, asking: "What did the little prince say?"

Feng Zhiyao weakly waved his hand and said: "Which one of you … take him to the brothel?" A place like the Prince Ding Mansion, they definitely couldn't let brothel girls in. The f * * king prince was only eleven years old ah, eleven years old, and he had already drugged Mo Jingli twice in a row, how could this be? He bitterly looked at Mo Xiuyao at the side, "Prince, this subordinate feels that you and Princess should strengthen the education of the prince."

The corner of Mo Xiuyao's mouth twitched, nodding in a rare moment of silence. He hesitated for a moment before saying: "Brothel … you should go ask Shen Yang if he has the antidote." What was called the pupil surpassing the master, Mo Xiaobao's current actions were the pupil surpassing the master. Mo Xiuyao asked himself if he had ever come across such a genius and such a vicious idea in his life. Mo Xiuyao who wanted to teach his son to do bad things deeply felt that he was too naive.

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