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"The poison in the Brother Jue's body, can even succeed with the Live Gu, so the poison in the Brother Jue's body is only around the corner." A trace of unease flashed past Feng Yuting's eyes, but she still quickly continued.

"Better."

Yan Jue's hoarse voice did not sound happy or angry, the cold tone of his voice had lightened a little. The most important thing was that his face was hidden behind the golden mask, so no one could see what he was thinking about.

In the pavilion in Yanzhou City, Prince Mo Chuo was so angry by the couple that he almost vomited blood, but he held himself back.

He gritted his teeth and asked, "What do you two want?"

"These words should be asked by us, what do you want?"

Yuwen He asked calmly.

Then, without waiting for an answer, he continued, "Are you planning to stay in this building like a turtle to avoid being assassinated by your brother? It would be wise to hide with me. "

"He's hiding. What about that Khan's father who's lying on the bed and can't even talk?" Xiao Ruyue readied her blade.

Mo Chuo's face alternated between green and red.

Yuwen He didn't seem to notice the change in his expression, he pulled up a chair and sat down as if nothing had happened, then carried Xiao Ruyue and sat on his thigh while he lazily said, "We just received news today, good news one after the other. I wonder which news the Third Prince would like to hear?"

"What does Your Majesty want to say?"

"The news that I want to share with you is naturally yours, Tartar. If the third prince doesn't want to hear it, I can keep it a secret as well." Yuwen He played with his waist-length black hair leisurely, his dishonest attitude making it seem as if he was strolling in the Qin Creek Restaurant.

Xiao Ruyue didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

Mo Chuo clenched his teeth, and unwillingly cupped his hands.

"Good news or bad news?" Yuwen He repeated.

He almost choked himself to death. "Can't you tell me everything?"

Yuwen He shot a glance at him from the corner of his eyes, and nagged him like he was chattering, "Then I'll take it that you want to hear the good news."

As he said that, his face became slightly stern, "The good news is that your teacher and doctor, Feng Yuting, has completely taken control of the situation. Your brother, Crown Prince Hu Le, has also grasped military power and political power.

This was also good news?

"And the bad news?"

Mo Chuo said with an unfriendly expression.

"The bad news is that your brother, Prince Hu Le, has taken control of the Tatar Empire. He has now issued a wanted order for your entire country, saying that you did not hesitate to poison and kill your father in order to obtain the throne. Now, you have become a street rat in Tatar and you are asking for a beating."

Yuwen He smiled, making people smile like the spring breeze.

Mo Chuo's face turned completely ashen, he could not laugh anymore.

Good, good Hu Le, good teacher Yan Jue!

You guys are really ruthless, placing a Gu on me is not enough, you even completely sealed off my back!

What do you mean adding oil to the fire by adding oil to the fire by adding stone to the fire by adding oil to the fire by adding stone to the fire by adding oil to the fire by adding fuel to the fire by adding fuel to the fire by adding fuel to the fire by adding fuel to the fire by adding fuel to the oil by adding oil to the oil by adding oil to the oil by adding oil to the oil by adding oil to the fuel by adding oil to the fire by adding oil by adding oil to the oil by adding oil to the fire by adding oil by by adding oil by adding oil by by

Xiao Ruyue could not help but add another stab, "Oh right, you are no longer some Third Prince in Tatar. Those subordinates that followed you and got jailed, those who went against your will, you are a traitor, the arrest warrant said that whoever finds the traitor Mo Chuo, no matter whether you live or die, can be exchanged for a hundred thousand gold!"

"Presumably, your brother thinks that you have been infected by the Silver Corpse Gu, and will die for sure. The reason he placed a bounty on you is simply to make you feel at ease, so that everyone in the world will feel that he is in charge of the political affairs of the imperial court. He definitely doesn't know you're alive yet. "

Xiao Ruyue spoke casually, but no matter how she listened to it, it did not sound like a compliment.

Mo Chuo secretly clenched his teeth. He could not refute Yuwen He and Xiao Ruyue at all.

He could only endure.

After some time, he continued, "His Majesty spoke so much with the Empress, yet it was both coercion and enticement. Just what are you doing? As a person with nothing left to lose, how could I be worthy of the two of you to put so much effort into doing so? "

"You know your own limits." Yuwen He snorted from his nose.

Mo Chuo fumed, "You!"

Yuwen He smiled without changing his expression.

Mo Chuo was a smart person, he did not continue to get angry, but chose to quickly calm down.

"I guess you just wanted me to make a promise that I would fix it with you and stop using weapons for the rest of my life. But now that Little Wang has fallen, with no military power, no government, and only a small life left, do you really think that someone like Little Wang, who is in dire straits, can regain the authority of the King of Tatar? Your Majesty isn't afraid of wasting your efforts. "

Mo Chuo stared fixedly at Yuwen He, as if he could read something from his calm demeanor.

However, Yuwen He's phoenix eyes, which seemed to be filled with countless specks of starlight, were unshakable, calm and unfathomable. He could not see through anything, nor could he see through anything.

Mo Chuo felt a wave of defeat in his heart, but on the surface he pretended to be calm.

"The Third Prince thinks that if we were not absolutely certain, we would stand in front of your bed and say that this is a serious topic that concerns the well-being of the commoners in the country?"

He still had some understanding of what kind of person Mo Chuo was, he was definitely not a normal person like his brother, the Crown Prince of Tatar, Hu Le. He knew how to use people, he had his own methods.

Furthermore, he had trusted and loyal subordinates in the middle ranks of the Tatar Dynasty. Although he was temporarily in exile, if he wanted to go back to Tatar to take back everything that belonged to him, then it would be impossible for him to work as hard as possible.

His words were just to bargain and put himself in an invincible position.

As expected, Mo Chuo did not say anything.

"His Majesty had always thought that the Third Prince of Tatar, Mo Chuo, was someone with vision and ability. Someone who could lead the Tatar towards a new face. Your Majesty, you think too highly of the third prince. Right now, his military power has been seized and he's being hunted down and sent into exile, and he's still hoping to stay safe and not get back on his feet.

"Esteemed Empress, please don't use words to provoke me!" I will definitely return, and I will make the people of Hu Le and Yan Jue pay a painful price! " Mo Chuo enunciated every word with a dark face. He had made a great decision.

This was a provocation, and anyone with a discerning eye could tell at a glance.

Mo Chuo was an insightful person, and an extremely intelligent one at that. Naturally, he saw through Xiao Ruyue's tricks with a single glance.

His pride would not allow him to admit defeat at this time. He would not admit defeat, and even more so, it would be impossible for him to admit defeat to his big brother, the crown prince, or to admit defeat to Feng Yuting and State Grandmaster Yan Jue.

"Didn't your highness wish for me to promise to fix it? I promised! If you can help me get back to Tatar and regain my power, I, Mo Chuo, can promise you that I will never take the initiative to attack you in my lifetime! "

"Words have no proof, just a written proof." Yuwen He said indifferently.

Mo Chuo's pride almost collapsed, but he quickly recovered his smile and said with certainty: "Of course, I was afraid that Lord Western Xia would go back on his word."

Yuwen He's thin lips slightly curled upwards.

With three light claps of his hands, Yin Lin walked in with the four treasures of the study.

Carving Stone, Wolf Bristles, Pine Mist Ink, Plum Blossom Paper.

Mo Chuo looked at it, his eyes were filled with blood, the cunning old cunning fox had already prepared everything, digging a hole for him to jump into!

But as matters stood, he no longer had any room to go back on his words, nor could he go back on his words. This was his only chance for revenge.

It was true that the Third Prince of Tatar from the past had gained half of the Tartar, but now that he was wanted by the entire country and had gone out of the country, he had nothing of value. If he didn't have anyone to help him, he wouldn't be able to safely return to Tartar. If he didn't, then everything would just be useless. No matter how many loyal and loyal he was, he was nothing more than a decoration.

Only by going back and getting support again, then working together from the inside, would he have a chance to turn things around.

Mo Chuo did not hesitate as he picked up the wolf pen and started writing on the plum blossom paper.

Yuwen He did not forget to remind him, "We will only help you to cross the border and help you contact your trusted aides. As for the others, we will not interfere any further."

"Little Wang — Understood!" Mo Chuo replied with gritted teeth.

He wrote a total of two, and then he wrote his name on the question.

Yuwen He did not drag him down, and took the pen, it was as if he was drawing silver with it.

But an unbelievable scene happened. When Mo Chuo reached out to grab the brush, Yuwen He suddenly grabbed his hand and pressed it onto the two Plum Blossom Slips, Mo Chuo only felt a sharp pain on his thumb tip, and when Yuwen He released his hand, he saw that the Plum Blossom Slip had left behind a bloody fingerprint.

"You!" The third prince's face turned green.

Yuwen He took one of the contracts as if nothing had happened and folded it into his arms after blowing on it.

Only then did he lazily address him and lazily break the silence. "The third prince is indeed knowledgeable and tactful. He knows that this is a once in a lifetime bargain. After this village, there's no such store anymore."

A mouthful of blood was stuck in Mo Chuo's throat, but he still resisted the urge to curse and fight.

"Hello, Yuwen He, you are very good!"

"You're too polite, third prince." Yuwen He's expression did not change as he replied back politely with a faint smile.

Mo Chuo's aspirations were in the world, and a mere Tartar khan's position was just a stepping stone in his heart. However, because he was in the world, he would not give up on the Tartar Territory and fight for it just because of this setback. Without the honor of the Tartar Khan, how could he fulfill his dream of unifying the world?

Xiao Ruyue and he looked at each other, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

Yuwen He had seen through this person, so in his heart, it must be: Since I'm going to play, then I might as well completely anger him to death.

Right now, Mo Chuo had no choice but to swallow his anger because he needed help to protect his family. In the future, it would be difficult for him to find such an opportunity.

I can't blame him for taking the opportunity to bully her.

But, Yuwen He was simply too vile, as his opponent, he would most likely die from anger instead of death!