Mo Qianhan didn't know why.

However, Mo Yunge finally gave a fairly convincing explanation for her behavior, and Mo Qianhan also believed it, but his expression was still nervous, "Sister Yunge, no matter what he says, he is still the younger brother of his father, and he is still the younger brother of his father, with the name of a little prince, don't go too far, that's not good." ”

In fact, Mo Qianhan was worried that Mo Ziyan would be treated like this by Mo Yunge, and after he went back, he would sue his father even more violently, making them even more miserable.

As everyone knows, Mo Yunge already had the idea of shutting him up forever.

"I know, brother prince, I still have this little bit of proportion."

Mo Yunge did not give up on continuing to brainwash Mo Qianhan, "I also said just now, if he hadn't gone to the bidding site, we wouldn't have failed the auction, so the responsibility lies with him, I believe that His Majesty the Emperor knows and must think so." ”

"He is now evading responsibility, he has already betrayed the royal family, I think, His Majesty the Emperor will give him a capital crime, if not a capital crime, it must be a very heavy punishment. He's going to be punished anyway, as long as he doesn't die, that's fine. ”

"Okay."

No matter what time it was, Mo Ziyan had already received a slap and was now lying unconscious on the ground.

Mo Qianhan had no choice but to go with Mo Yunge.

It's just that in order to prevent his father from calculating the matter on his head, he still decided not to interfere with what Mo Yunge did to Mo Ziyan.

The heart of the father, like a needle at the bottom of the sea, has always been confusing.

Since he was a child, what he feared the most was his father.

Although Mo Yunge kept saying that his father would settle the account on Mo Ziyan's head, if his father didn't think so, they would be guilty of more crimes.

"Sister Yunge, Uncle Huang was injured by you, you are responsible for that person, I don't care."

As soon as he heard Mo Qianhan say this, how could Mo Yunge not understand that this prince's younger brother and his imperial uncle were printed in the same mold, and they were both good at throwing pots.

However, at this time, Mo Yunge wished that Mo Qianhan would ignore Mo Ziyan, so he let him go, "Okay, brother prince, I will definitely take responsibility for this matter to the end, and you don't have to worry about the rest." ”

Mo Qianhan was relieved.

Mo Yunge didn't plan to treat Mo Ziyan well, as soon as Mo Qianhan left, she immediately ordered people to send people to the blacksmith shop non-stop to secretly build a few secret weapons.

These secret weapons that were ordered to be built must be engraved with the word "purple".

After ordering all this, Mo Yunge threw Mo Ziyan in a closed room and tied it to the shelf.

As a little prince, Mo Ziyan has no real power, but he is very afraid of death, and he has been wearing the golden silk soft armor given by the emperor.

It was precisely because Mo Yunge knew this that the palm just now was unceremonious, and only then did he rely on his profound cultivation to injure and stunned the person.

"Wow!"

In the territory under her control, Mo Yunge was fearless, and after tying up the person, she splashed a basin of water on Moziyan's head with her backhand, successfully splashing the person into a spirit and waking up.

"Ahem, ahem......"

Mo Ziyan's voice was hoarse and powerless with a seriously injured voice, but the arrogance in his tone was still there, and with one mouth, it was Xingshi who asked the guilt, "Who, who dares to splash water on this king?" Presumptuous, don't die?! ”

"It's me."