Su Zuidie immediately sobered up, meeting the cold light in Mo Xiuyao's eyes, and said sorrowfully: "Xiuyao, are you really not going to give me any face? Do you still remember that we grew up together … … I know I was wrong … … "Mo Xiuyao stood up, coldly staring at Qin Feng and said:" This is the result you were talking about? Wasting I's time. Deal with it … … Send someone to Chu capital as soon as possible! "After saying that, he actually turned around and walked out. The so-called deal with naturally referred to dealing with Su Zuidie. As long as he knew a little, he wouldn't be afraid that he wouldn't be able to find out what happened afterwards. Su Zuidie's usefulness would also be insignificant, compared to facing this woman that he loathed, he might as well go back to his room and accompany Li Li.
Su Zuidie was stunned, clearly not expecting Mo Xiuyao to be so heartless. She had only said a few words and he had already left impatiently. Su Zuidie felt a chill in her heart, looking at Qin Feng who was staring at her with murderous intent, she screamed in horror: "No! No! I'll talk … … I'll tell you whatever you want to ask! "
"Why didn't you say so earlier?" Feng Zhiyao sneered, sitting back down in his chair.
"What did you take away from the Prince Ding Mansion that year?" Qin Feng asked.
Su Zuidie glanced at Mo Xiuyao who was sitting in his chair with his eyes closed, gritted her teeth and said: "It's … … the Mohist army's marching formation map. I … … I have an excellent memory since I was young. I only saw those maps once and remembered them in my heart, after leaving the Prince Ding Mansion, I found them and drew them out. " Everyone's expression changed, recalling the Mohist army's crushing defeat against the Northern Tribes ten years ago, Qin Feng frowned and continued to ask: "You gave the map to Tan Jizhi and Mo Jingqi?" Su Zuidie nodded and said: "Yes, Mo Jingqi sent Tan Jizhi to find me, asking me for help, so I agreed."
"What are they going to do with the map of the Mohist army?" Feng Zhiyao asked. Although he already knew the answer, he still needed Su Zuidie to confirm it.
Su Zuidie looked at Feng Zhiyao and suddenly giggled. "What's the use? Mo Jingqi had long found the Mohist army and Mo Xiuwen an eyesore. Hence, he naturally gave the blueprint to the Northern Tribes. Otherwise, why do you think the Mohist army was ambushed by the Northern Tribes and suffered such heavy casualties? " Qin Feng's face was gloomy. His family had been working for the Prince Ding Mansion for generations. His father and several of his uncles had died in that battle. Staring at the smiling Su Zuidie, Qin Feng asked, "Why did you help Mo Jingqi frame the Prince Ding Mansion?!" This was also something that everyone was puzzled about. As the fiancée of the Second Young Master of the Ding Mansion, Su Zuidie was envied by many noble ladies. Why did she help Mo Jingqi to destroy the Prince Ding Mansion? This did not benefit her at all.
Su Zuidie was stunned and looked at Mo Xiuyao who seemed to be asleep. She sneered and raised her uninjured hand to point at Mo Xiuyao. "Why? Why … do you have to ask him! "
Feng Zhiyao raised his eyebrows and looked at Mo Xiuyao. "Could it be that Prince Ding Mansion did something to let you down?" Even so, this woman's revenge method was a little too cruel. No wonder she could last so long in Qin Feng's hands and not die. Su Zuidie chuckled and looked at Mo Xiuyao with eyes full of resentment and inexplicable love and madness. "Let me down? No … he didn't let me down. But … he also didn't let me down! I, Su Zuidie, am the number one beauty and talent in Da Chu State. There are many princes and princesses who admire me. But in his eyes, I'm just an engaged fiancée! " Feng Zhiyao frowned. He and Mo Xiuyao became close friends when they were young. He also saw how Mo Xiuyao treated Su Zuidie. It really wasn't bad. The Second Young Master of the Prince Ding Mansion was famous in the capital. Many noble ladies threw themselves at him, but he never pretended to be nice. Only Su Zuidie, who was engaged, was very good to him and only close to her. So what was there for Su Zuidie to be dissatisfied with?
Seeming to understand Feng Zhiyao's expression, Su Zuidie snorted and proudly said, "Even the Prince Ding Mansion was very protective of me and obeyed me. But he … since I've already been engaged to him, he won't even agree to a small request! "Her words made it seem like she was lowering herself to be engaged to Mo Xiuyao. Looking at the man who was as cold as snow in front of her, Su Zuidie's eyes blurred and she said softly, "But it doesn't matter … I love him. Even if all the princes and princesses in the capital came to court me, I would only love Xiuyao. Why … Xiuyao, why won't you even agree to a small request? The Regent dotes on you so much. As long as you beg him, he will definitely pass the position of Prince Ding to you. And Mo Xiuwen … He has no interest in marching and fighting. You clearly have more military achievements than him. Why do you want to give the position of Prince Ding to him? How can I only be the Second Young Mistress of a small Prince Ding Mansion for the rest of my life? Then how can I let those women step on my head? I love you so much, but you won't even do such a small request for me … "
The room was completely silent. Qin Feng and the other two looked at the woman sitting in the chair as if they had seen a ghost. With a few scars and a red and swollen face, coupled with the infatuation, gentleness, and resentment, her twisted expression, it was clearly exceptionally sinister and terrifying.
As if she had finally vented out all the grievances she had suffered for so many years, Su Zuidie seemed to be unable to control herself. She continued to blabber, "This is all your fault. If you had been Prince Ding back then, everything would have been fine. But I only carefully tested you and you actually gave me such a look and even reprimanded me! Mo Xiuyao! This is all your fault! Haha, how can I let those ugly women step on my head and flaunt their prowess? Only I, Su Zuidie, should be a noble woman who is admired and envied by tens of thousands of people. You actually aren't willing to fight with Mo Xiuwen. I'll help you … As long as Mo Xiuwen dies, the position of Prince Ding will be yours and I will be Princess Ding. What's wrong with that? Why can't I help Mo Jingqi and Tan Jizhi? " The more she spoke, the more excited Su Zuidie became. The expression on her face also became crazier. She pointed at Mo Xiuyao and laughed maniacally, "But … why are you injured? Why are you disfigured? Why are you a cripple? Mo Xiuyao, it's all your fault. Who asked you not to listen to me, who asked you not to love me? If you loved me, you should have done everything I wanted to do for me, just like Han Mingyue. Haha … the first time I saw Han Mingyue, I knew he was a gullible fool. Sometimes, I also wish that you were as gullible as him. Why won't you listen to me? Isn't it enough that I love you so much … if you listened to me, how could Mo Xiuwen have died? Haha … it's all your fault, how could Mo Xiuwen not have died? It's you who should have died … "
A white figure flashed across the room. In the blink of an eye, Mo Xiuyao was already in front of Su Zuidie. A hand mercilessly choked her slender neck. His gaze was cold as he stared at the woman who was struggling with a twisted expression. "Who killed my brother?" Mo Xiuyao asked coldly. Su Zuidie was choked by the choke and immediately couldn't breathe. She raised her hand and tried to pry Mo Xiuyao's hand away. But with her strength, how could she be Mo Xiuyao's opponent? After a while, she started to roll her eyes. "Speak!"
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