Chapter 176
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If not for Jun Wu Xie's help, Mo Qian Yuan would never be able to ascend to the throne!
Jun Wu Xie glanced at the Emperor who was like a stray dog, and her eyes quickly fell on Mo Qian Yuan who was sitting on the throne, full of heroic spirit.
"Why do you think he did this?"
The former Emperor was taken aback for a moment, then he gritted his teeth and said: "A wolf's ambition, why do you need a reason?"
Jun Wu Xie's eyes did not waver, "He was a loyal dog, but you raised him to be a wolf. You killed his mother, slaughtered his entire family, and poisoned him. You cut off his path to survival, and severed the father-son relationship between you two. How can you still call yourself his father? "
This situation, was so familiar. In her previous life, that person did not treat her as a blood relative, but treated her like a dog, locking her up all day long. In this life, she finally understood from Jun Xian that her grandfather was like this.
The sins he committed, he had to eat the fruit.
Mo Qian Yuan had come to this point, wasn't it all because of the former Emperor?
The former Emperor was speechless, his face filled with despair.
"It's time to deal with you." Jun Wu Xie glanced at the Emperor, and gave the Rui Lin Army soldiers a look.
The former Emperor's heart jumped, the fear he had for Jun Wu Xie rose like a tsunami. He wanted to scream, but the Rui Lin Army soldiers covered his mouth and dragged him away from a corner of the hall.
The dungeon in the Imperial Palace, was always the most shameful place for the Imperial Family. It was hidden and dark, and besides the members of the Imperial Family, few people knew of its existence. Generations of Emperors had executed many of their enemies in this place. Jun Xian was imprisoned in this dungeon, awaiting death at any time.
The former Emperor was dragged into the dungeon by the Rui Lin Army soldiers and the chains that shackled his feet clanged against the ground as they were dragged. The sound was exceptionally clear in the empty dungeon.
On both sides of the dungeon, behind two iron bars, Mo Xuan Fei and Bai Yun Xian were locked up separately. The clanking of the iron chains woke them up from their sleep, and they opened their eyes abruptly, looking outside.
The current Mo Xuan Fei was no longer the dignified and elegant Second Prince of the past. His contractual spirit was destroyed, his legs crippled, his hands cuffed to the wheelchair. Even when he slept, he could only tilt his head sideways, unable to lie down. His clothes were filthy, stained with blood and dirt, his messy hair with a few strands of dried grass. Tormented by the pain, his face was ashen, his cheeks sunken, his eyes hollow, and all that was left was endless fear.
He was neither a human nor a ghost. Even if he were to be thrown on the street, no one would believe that he was the noble Second Prince.
He was jolted awake by the crash, and his grey face was filled with terror. He saw his Father being dragged back to the dungeon by the Rui Lin Army, and thrown casually into the cell he was in, like an animal.
"Second Prince, I trust you have been well since we last met." A cold voice suddenly sounded from outside the cage. Mo Xuan Fei's pupils shrank, and his body trembled uncontrollably.
His teeth chattered as he turned his head, and looked at Jun Wu Xie standing outside the cell.
She was dressed in a light green dress. That cold and cheerless color perfectly accentuated her temperament. There was not a trace of expression on her delicate little face. Her eyes, which were like a dry well, stared at him as if she was looking at a dead dog.
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