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King Mo felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity from the person in front of him.

"Reporting to King Mo, I was only brought here to serve me."

Pu Zhu quickly replied.

Pu Zhu looked at Jin Se.

Jin Se lowered her head and took a step back.

King Mo suddenly reached out his hand to touch Jin Se's face.

Pu Zhu was so taken aback that she couldn't help but take a step forward and block Jin Se in front of him, "Your Highness …"

King Mo looked at Pu Zhu, feeling suspicious, she waved the handkerchief in her hand, "I only wants to wipe her face."

Was there a need to be so scared?

Pu Zhu immediately gave an obsequious smile, "Your highness, you have killed us."

King Mo walked towards Jin Se.

Pu Zhu's face changed, although she was afraid, she still righteously blocked in front of Jin Se.

King Mo could not help but look up at Pu Zhu.

Jin Se would never have known Pu Zhu in the past. To a woman like Jin Se, it was actually the simplest matter. No matter who she knew or what she did, it would all be under everyone's noses.

Wasn't she supposed to be in Prince Qing’s Manor? Even if he died, he shouldn't be here right now.

King Mo pushed Pu Zhu away, bent her body slightly, and approached Jin Se. She held onto her shoulders with both hands and looked into her eyes, her breath carrying the smell of alcohol, "Jin Se, why are you here?"

Others might not be able to recognize her, but how could Jin Se not? The wound on her ear was actually caused by him.

King Mo reached out to grab Jin Se's chin, forcing her to face him, and used one hand to rub her face with the handkerchief.

Jin Se had only used the makeup technique, and the makeup on her face had already blossomed.

Pu Zhu did not know what she did wrong, but it was the truth for her to lie to King Mo, and upon seeing the matter be exposed, she could not help but kneel on the ground.

"King Mo, it's me."

Jin Se grabbed King Mo's hand.

King Mo stopped what he was doing and looked at Jin Se, "You knew he was here?"

Was it just a coincidence?

Jin Se's eyes flashed with doubt, "Him?"

"brother, why aren't you going back yet? Are you hiding from me here?"

Hearing this voice, Jin Se felt her head explode. Why was he here?

This was indeed a narrow path for enemies.

Without any time to think, Jin Se kneeled down on the ground, crawling like a servant who had committed a mistake.

Prince Rong Li Che staggered over to the side of King Mo, reached out to support his shoulder, so that he could stand steadily.

"Come, let's go drink." Li Che replied vaguely.

The corner of King Mo's mouth raised slightly, she suddenly extended her hand to pick up Jin Se, "I specifically invited the beauty to cheer my brother on."

As he said that, he pushed Jin Se into Li Che's embrace.

Du Jinse couldn't even stand steadily and threw herself into Li Che's arms.

Li Che threw himself onto the ground. His originally drunken, hazy eyes couldn't help but widen when he saw Du Jinse.

"Why are you here?" Li Che lost his voice.

Could it be that he saw Du Jinse's soul?

Jin Se was a bit helpless. She also didn't think that the matter would be so complicated, and it just so happened that Pu Zhu had come to the Prince Mo’s Manor, but that Li Che was actually also here.

Everything was life.

Jin Se inexplicably thought of these words.

Just as Pu Zhu was about to speak to save him, she felt a gaze as sharp as knives from the side, and swallowed her words.