Chapter 1088: Consequence

d several medicines for treating external injuries for Jiang Qingyang, “Here are some medicine for you, and tomorrow before you leave, I'll give you makeup to disguise yourself.”...she suddenly realiz...Perhaps Eleven could see through his thoughts, so the next instant she untied him.

Upon gaining his freedom, Zhao Li immediately collapsed to the ground, writhing in agony. He was in too much pain to care about anything else and rolled around on the floor.

Looking at Zhao Li in pain for a while, Eleven narrowed her eyes slightly, then stepped on Zhao Li's leg with her foot, applying a little force. With a crack,

Zhao Li's leg... is broken!

"Ah!!!"

The entire dungeon was filled with Zhao Li's horrific, pig-like screams.

Mo Yunjing and the others' expressions never changed, just staring impassively at Zhao Li rolling back and forth.

Shi Li could not care less about how much pain he was in. Thinking that this scoundrel dared to have evil intentions towards their princess, Shi Li wished he could peel him alive and see just how thick his skin truly was.

Then, Eleven stepped on Zhao Li's other leg again, with force... Crack... and it broke too.

At this moment, Zhao Li's facial muscles were twisted like hemp ropes, his brows furrowed into a knot, the muscle in the middle of his forehead protruded like a hill, and the wrinkles on his forehead looked like jagged cracks on dry land. A drop by drop of cold sweat oozed from his brow, and he never stopped screaming.

Feeling the approach of death, Zhao Liqiang forced himself to calm down. He stopped his futile cries and struggled to open his eyes, looking at Mo Yunjing, "North... North Border King, please...please spare me, you...what do you want, I'll give...I'll give you anything."

Mo Yunjing remained silent, still staring at him with that quiet intensity. A slight curve played upon his lips, and in his eyes, tiny sparks of light flickered, fragments of mockery aimed at the person before him, like the abyss gazing back.

Shi Yi, having heard Zhao Li's words, also cast a sarcastic glance at him.

Him He dared to have inappropriate feelings for their princess. Even if he were to willingly give up the throne of Xuan, their prince wouldn't even look at him.

No matter what Zhao Li said, Mo Yunjing didn't respond. Perhaps he felt he had spent too much time on this, he looked at Shi Yi, "Kill."

Shi immediately responded excitedly, while Zhao Li's heart sank like ashes. Hearing Mo Yunjing's cold "kill" with his own ears, his crotch instantly became soaked.

"...."

Mo Yunjing's deep eyes saw this scene and calmly took a step back. Eleven's face immediately showed a very disgusted expression.

This guy is a high-ranking prince from the Xuan Kingdom, yet he's so scared he peed himself

That's too bad.

But since the young master himself had given the order, Eleven wasn't going to play around anymore. Right now, she continued to break Zhao Li's hands.

Zhao Li, now with his hands and legs severed, knew he was definitely going to die. He wished Eleven could give him a quick death, but Eleven wouldn't do that so easily.

Then, Eleven shattered Zhao Li's ribs. Her final move was the deadliest.

That was to let Zhao Li experience the taste of being an eunuch before he died.

This move was not something Xiyi wanted, but he had no choice. The Prince brought Zhao Li back, not just to allow him to redeem himself, but also to punish him.

The prince's punishment for him was to make him cut off Zhao Li's disgusting thing with his own hands.

When Zhao Li died, he was utterly incredulous. As his last breath escaped him, he still couldn't comprehend how he had come to such a tragic end.

Eleven let out a huge sigh of relief, almost gagging from the sheer disgust.

Zhao Li's downfall is all of his own making, and no one will feel sympathy for him. He only feels sorry for himself right now!

Honestly, he'd rather the King just have him beaten with a board, a bruised backside would be better than this. Seeing Zhao Li like that, such a disgusting thing, and having to personally cut it off... Just thinking about it now makes him want to vomit.

It's over, completely over!

Shi Yi sighed inwardly. Before he could completely forget this scene, how was he supposed to eat

I wonder if the princess has any kind of potion that could make someone forget something.

Eleven let out a deep sigh and then ordered someone to quickly dispose of Zhao Li's body. He couldn't bear to look at it any longer; just one more glance would make him want to vomit up everything he had eaten in the past decade.

……

Mo Yunjing did not go back to Jingtang Courtyard directly this time. Instead, he went to another courtyard first to wash off the bloodstains on his body, and then dealt with some matters in the study.

When he returned to Jingtang Garden, it was late at night and An Xuetang had already fallen asleep.

Fearing he might wake her, Mo Yunjing moved with extreme care. However, as he took off his outer garment and approached the bed, An Xuetang still woke up. She blinked, and the moment she saw Mo Yunjing, joy was evident in her eyes. "A-Jing, you're back,"

"Hmm."

Mo Yunjing replied with a sound, then took off his shoes and got on the bed. As soon as he lay down, he naturally hugged her into his arms. An Xuetang's hand subconsciously rested on his chest, the feeling transmitted through her hand made her palm feel like it was burning, and her cheeks flushed hot.

Mo Yunjing...actually took off her clothes

He was undressed, still wearing his pants, but shirtless. So when An Xuetang reached out to touch him, she inevitably came into contact with his skin. It felt so hot that her hand involuntarily curled up and her breath hitched in her throat.

But Mo Yunjing seemed not to notice her awkwardness. He appeared calm and composed, and the hand he placed on her waist even used a bit of force, bringing their bodies closer together.

An Xuetang pursed her lips and twisted uncomfortably a couple of times. Mo Yunjing's low voice was soft, "Tangtang, please don't move around anymore."

"!"

Hearing the distinct change in his voice, An Xue Tang didn't dare move anymore. She felt stiff and awkward as she remained in his embrace.

Mo Yunjing didn't panic. He restrained himself, and at this moment, his warm palms gently patted her back, wanting to relax her.

His movements did indeed gradually relax An Xuetang, her body soon softening. The two of them embraced in silence, each enjoying this moment of quiet.

After an unknown amount of time, An Xue Tang spoke, "Ajing, are you asleep"

Mo Yunjing's chin rubbed against her forehead, his voice a little hoarse, "No."

"Didn't you kill Zhao Li"

"... "

Of course she knew everything. There was no need to keep it from her anyway, so he just calmly hummed in response.

An Xuetang sighed helplessly in her heart. She knew that no one could stop this man from doing what he wanted to do, "What about the Xuan country If they find out that Zhao Li died at our hands, will the emperor of the Xuan country send troops to attack Tianba country to avenge Zhao Li"

"Fourteen is the most adept at disguises. He can impersonate Zhao Li, and for a while, no one will discover that Zhao Li is dead."ple suddenly burst in and took them under control.They didn't even have a chance to escape, as everyone in the group was wielding a long sword.They are nothing but simpletons, how dare they go head-to...