"Ah?!" A pitiful cry rang out in the hall. Noble Consort Liu held her right hand as she glared at the person in front of her. There was a deep and heavy cut on her right wrist, fresh blood flowing out without stopping. Mo Xiaobao, who was originally in danger, was held in Ye Li's arms. Ye Li's other hand was still holding a dagger that was dripping with blood. Mo Xiaobao's face was pale from fright. He called out for his mother and then lay in Ye Li's arms, unwilling to move. No matter how smart he was, he was still a child seven or eight years old. Not crying from this kind of fright was already considered brave. Ye Li's elegant and gentle face seemed to be covered in a layer of frost. She coldly stared at the woman in front of her and for the first time, her eyes flashed with murderous intent.
Noble Consort Liu already understood that in this unfamiliar Li City, if she fell into the hands of Mo Xiuyao and Mo Jingli, only death would await her. When she threw herself at Mo Xiaobao, it could be said that she used all her strength. But she didn't expect that she would still fail at the last moment. Ye Li's dagger didn't show any mercy. Even if she didn't die, Noble Consort Liu's right hand would be crippled from now on. Although she often heard people say that the Prince Ding Mansion's martial arts were extraordinary, Noble Consort Liu never took it seriously. She didn't really fight with Ye Li and also didn't really see Ye Li fight with others. Ten years ago, Ye Li couldn't even shoot an arrow properly. She didn't expect that her movements would be so nimble and fierce.
"Mother … …" Mo Xiaobao lay in Ye Li's arms and cried out aggrievedly.
Lowering her head to look at the child in her arms, Mo Xiaobao grew a lot taller in this year. Ye Li had some difficulty holding him. Seeing her son with red eyes in her arms, Ye Li's heart softened. Putting away the dagger, she carried Mo Xiaobao back to Mo Xiuyao's side and placed him in Mo Xiuyao's arms.
Although Mo Xiaobao had always been at odds with his father, he was very obedient at this time. Sitting in his Lord Father's embrace, Mo Xiaobao suddenly felt that the shock from before had calmed down. His pale little face also regained some color. Leng Junhan and Xu Zhirui were also frightened. Although they didn't see clearly what Ye Li and Noble Consort Liu did, they saw the blood on the ground and everyone's faces. Ye Li called for people to carry the two children away. These two children were younger than Mo Xiaobao, and their courage was also greater than Mo Xiaobao's. It was not good to be frightened.
Mo Xiuyao lowered his head to look at Xiaobao, who was squirming uneasily in his arms. He stiffly patted him to comfort him. His gaze on Noble Consort Liu was so gloomy that even Mo Jingli couldn't help but take two steps back. Mo Xiaoyun and Princess Zhen Ning, who were standing on the side in shock, couldn't even move. They didn't see how Mo Xiuyao made his move. Everyone only felt that two shadows flashed in the hall. Mo Xiuyao had already sat back down on the chair with Mo Xiaobao in his arms. Noble Consort Liu, who was originally leaning on the chair, fell back to the ground again. Her four limbs were hanging on the ground in a very strange manner. She couldn't move at all. But just now, Ye Li had only slashed Noble Consort Liu once, and her screams could be heard even outside. Now, after such a huge change, she didn't even make a sound.
Everyone took a closer look and found that it wasn't that Noble Consort Liu didn't scream. It was that her mute acupoint was hit and she couldn't make any sound. There was no need to look at her injuries. Just by looking at Noble Consort Liu's ferocious and twisted expression, one could know how much pain she was in. However, no one sympathized with such torture when it was inflicted on such a beautiful woman. Even Mo Xiaoyun and Princess Zhen Ning were just stunned for a moment. Then, they turned their heads and didn't dare to look again.
Noble Consort Liu trembled in pain. But even if she used all her remaining strength, she still couldn't make a sound. She could only look at the people in front of her in horror and look at her indifferently. Once, Noble Consort Liu thought that the days when she just left the palace were very painful. It was so painful that she never wanted to recall those days. But now, she understood that compared to falling into Mo Xiuyao's hands, she would rather live like that for the rest of her life.
Mo Xiaobao sat in Mo Xiuyao's arms and curiously looked at Noble Consort Liu who was writhing on the ground in pain. Because she couldn't move her limbs at all, she was like a worm writhing on the ground. "Father, what's wrong with her?" Mo Xiuyao carelessly patted his little head and said, "She was just playing on the ground because she had nothing to do." Mo Xiaobao blinked his big eyes. A bright light flashed in his dark eyes. Does Lord Father think I'm an idiot … This auntie clearly looks like she's in pain. Father was so powerful … He was even more powerful than mother and uncle …
Seeing that Noble Consort Liu was almost out of strength, Mo Xiuyao snorted and flicked his left hand to release Noble Consort Liu's mute acupoint. Noble Consort Liu groaned in pain. She was already sweating all over and looked very embarrassed. Lying on the ground, she still trembled from the severe pain from time to time. "Mo Xiuyao, you, you are so cruel …"
Mo Xiuyao glanced at her indifferently. He didn't care about her accusation. She dared to hurt his son, but he still let her live. Mo Xiuyao was almost touched by his own kindness.
"Li Li, don't be angry. I will train Mo Xiaobao well in the future. "Seeing that Ye Li's face was still a bit cold, Mo Xiuyao quickly comforted her. He also secretly gave Mo Xiaobao a threatening look. Mo Xiaobao shrank his head and repeatedly nodded: "Mother, Xiaobao will learn powerful martial arts from father in the future. When Xiaobao grows up, I will protect mother! "
Mo Xiuyao unhappily gave him a sharp look. Scram! Protecting Li Li is I's job.
Mo Xiaobao looked at his mother with eager eyes, trying to act cute. Ye Li reached out and rubbed his little head. She faintly smiled and said: "It's mother who shouldn't have let you in."
"Mother, I'm sorry. Xiaobao shouldn't have been playful and eavesdropped outside. "Mo Xiaobao obediently admitted his mistake. Wuwu, if he made mother sad, father will definitely punish him. This kind mother and filial son, a loving couple, made the people around them feel very uncomfortable. Mo Jingli coldly glared at Mo Xiuyao and said: "I didn't come to see your family get along."
Mo Xiuyao didn't care. He raised his eyebrows in a good mood and said: "I's family and King Mu Li are unhappy?"
Mo Jingli lightly snorted. He coldly stared at Noble Consort Liu and asked: "How does Prince Ding plan to deal with this woman?" Mo Xiuyao lightly raised his eyebrows and said indifferently: "Since I asked you to invite King Li and King Changxing over, this woman will naturally be handed over to you to deal with. However … because of what happened just now, I changed my mind. "
"What does Prince Ding want to do?" Mo Jingli didn't care about Mo Xiuyao and Princess Zhen Ning, so he naturally didn't plan to discuss with them. He just looked at Mo Xiuyao. Mo Xiuyao indifferently glanced at Noble Consort Liu and said indifferently: "I want her life. I don't care how you want to deal with her, but if anyone dares to let her leave Glass City alive, they will die with her. "
Mo Jingli understood Mo Xiuyao's meaning. Mo Xiuyao didn't want Noble Consort Liu to die immediately, but he definitely wouldn't allow her to live well. So, if you want to torture Noble Consort Liu, do as you please. If you want to save her, don't even think about it.
Mo Jingli didn't care either. He didn't want to save Noble Consort Liu. However, torturing her to vent his anger wasn't bad. It just so happened that he had been suppressing a lot of anger in his heart these days.
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