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"Why is the brother looking for me so urgently? Is there something up?"

King Mo arranged for Du Jinse to arrive before he reached the entrance.

Prince Rong put down the teacup and watched King Mo walk towards him.

King Mo stood still and looked at herself, "I wonder what I have to look at, brother Prince Rong is actually staring intently."

"Why is Jin Se here?" Prince Rong did not beat around the bush and went straight to the point.

He was now very clear-headed, and it was precisely because of this that he could not wrap his head around it.

He believed that everything that happened in Prince Mo’s Manor last night was definitely not an illusion created by him drinking wine.

"Brother Prince Rong must be joking! Jin Se is dead, didn't you hear it yourself?" King Mo lifted his clothes and sat in the host's seat. He picked up the tea bowl and moistened his throat.

"Did the brother bully me to get drunk?" Prince Rong looked at King Mo seriously.

King Mo thoughtfully used the teacup to caress the tea leaves floating on it.

The Prince Rong stared at King Mo without blinking, waiting quietly.

Seemingly defeated by him, King Mo put down his tea bowl and compromise: "To be honest, Brother Prince Rong, last night, that woman did indeed look somewhat similar to Jin Se. However, she is not Jin Se.

"domestic prostitute." Prince Rong's expression changed a little as he looked at King Mo.

"Brother Prince Rong, since the day that we established our residence, we have been able to find a woman. I have kept a few domestic prostitute s, so there's no need for you to make such a big fuss over nothing."

Prince Rong took a deep breath, showing that he did not believe him.

"Can I call her out?"

It was obviously Du Jinse, there was no way he would be mistaken.

When King Mo heard this, he nodded, "There's nothing difficult about that. Come, bring Lady Han over."

"Rustle?" Prince Rong looked at King Mo with eyes as sharp as knives.

King Mo sighed.

"Actually, Brother Prince Rong should understand I more than others. Back then, when I was being mischievous and injured by Miss Du's ears, my mother had once promised that after I became the champion, she would marry me."

Du Jinse stood there, while King Mo held up a pair of beautiful earrings, saying that he wanted to give it to her. He then said that Du Jinse didn't have ears and eyes, and ordered someone to tie Du Jinse up, and give her an eye above the ear. He never thought that it would end like this, when King Mo was only around ten years old right.

The sound of Du Jinse's footsteps as she entered attracted their gazes.

When Prince Rong saw Du Jinse, his expression changed a few times, and he stood up.

King Mo spoke slowly.

"Du Jinse took a fancy to the Prince Qing. She actually ignored the promise she made with the I, begged for an imperial edict, married the Prince Qing, and disregarded her pride. The I can't take this lying down no matter what."

Prince Rong had already taken two steps forward, but upon hearing King Mo's words, he stopped.

After King Mo finished speaking, he instructed, "Shrill, why haven't you come to pay your respects to the Prince Rong? From today onwards, you will be a member of the Prince Rong."

Du Jinse looked at King Mo in disbelief. He gave her to the Prince Rong just like that? He had just said that no matter how much the Prince Rong coerced her, she was not allowed to leave with him.

Prince Rong had been paying close attention to Du Jinse's expression the entire time. Seeing her appearance, he slowly sat back down.

"She …" "It doesn't seem to be willing."

Although Jin Se had always been hostile towards girls due to the Prince Qing, her eyes had never been as sharp as this woman's.

King Mo's words were reasonable, the Prince Rong had already believed him.

When he left the Prince Qing’s Manor, he had already confirmed that Du Jinse was definitely going to die.

"She's just a domestic prostitute, how could she possibly be willing?" King Mo said coldly.

The Prince Rong shook her head, "A gentleman does not steal my feelings, I does not wish to steal my feelings, but, you like Jin Se, you should not hide it from me."

Pausing for a moment, Prince Rong continued: "I was unable to hide I's intentions from you."

To be able to use so much effort to train a person into a different person, it could be seen that the took it for granted that the person was not less interested in Jin Se than he was.

Therefore, he had to step on her face right now as Du Jinse silently cursed in her heart.

"The depth of one's love is what makes one hate everything." Prince Rong used the voice of two people and said softly.

Hearing that, King Mo's face turned weird, he loved Du Jinse?

His gaze turned towards Du Jinse, her mood agitated and she waved her hand, "You may leave."

He had always understood what he wanted.

How could he love Du Jinse? However, King Mo knew that something wasn't right with him today.

After Du Jinse heard this, she turned around and walked out.

King Mo's eyes flashed.

"Halt."

Du Jinse was stopped.

She frowned and turned to look at King Mo.

Why was this person so fickle?

King Mo didn't seem to notice her patient expression.

"You'd better wait here."

Du Jinse could not help but speak out, "The princes and princes are discussing important matters, I think it's better if I leave."

King Mo stared at her, "You still dare to talk back? If I asks you to stay, you have to stay."

"You can stay." Although she was not Du Jinse, she still looked very much like her. It was good to see her for a bit, Prince Rong couldn't help but ask.

Du Jinse's small face fell, "The more secrets you know, the shorter your life is, Prince Rong should know, right?"

King Mo scolded, "Impudent."

Du Jinse pursed her lips, and did not speak further.

Seeing this, Prince Rong could not bear to see it. After all, she looked so much like Jin Se, "brother has something to discuss with brother, it's better to tell her to withdraw."

What King Mo decided on was not something that anyone could control.

He wanted Jin Se to know his secret, so if she wanted to live, she could only stay by his side.

Du Jinse seemed to already be an abandoned son. As long as she was alive, the situation would still be affected.

Putting aside the time and energy spent on training a chess piece, they couldn't place it where they wanted to put it.

Du Jinse had delivered herself right to her doorstep. She wanted to leave this place easily, so how could she do so?

King Mo gave himself an overt reason.

King Mo walked to Du Jinse's side with his back facing Prince Rong. His eyes were filled with threat, but his voice was filled with rare tenderness.

"What is it that the I is hiding from you?"

With a twist of his body, was forced to follow his footsteps, return to the main seat, and sat on his legs.

When Prince Rong saw this, he felt that it was a little dazzling and turned his gaze away.

A light flashed in King Mo's eyes.

"Brother Prince Rong, even though Prince Qing is confined within the palace, the situation is not optimistic. What plans do you have?"

Prince Rong could not help but look towards Jin Se.

After a long while, she answered: "Even though this I was framed, we cannot be careless. In these few days, this I intends to thank customers behind closed doors."

King Mo heard and nodded, "That's good too, you can go and accompany Your Highness for a while now. The Prince Rong's manor is not comparable to the Prince Mo’s Manor's, so you should not be so capricious in serving Your Highness."

King Mo lightly scratched Du Jinse's nose.

He was trying to send a message to the Prince Rong, and not to Du Jinse.

Du Jinse gritted her teeth in hatred. She obviously hated him to death, yet she had actually wrapped her arms around King Mo's neck, and said with a sweet voice, "My prince, you must use all means at your disposal to make Prince Rong wish for death."

Her voice was so soft and sweet that anyone who heard it would feel their bones go soft.

Who doesn't know how to act? Aren't you going to act? Your great-aunt will play with you.

According to her knowledge, this King Mo had a serious obsession with cleanliness, and hated contact with people the most.

King Mo's body stiffened, the hand around her waist tightened, and her vision blurred. She did not look like the young miss of the Du Family at all, as if she was really a domestic prostitute that he was keeping in his residence. Every day, she would only think of a way to make her master happy.

Du Jinse could feel the change in his body, and was secretly pleased, but became even more excited, "But Your Highness, I am not willing to part with you, what should I do?"

As he spoke, he twisted his body to face the face of the King of Mo.

Prince Rong's expression changed, "Enough."