You scumbag husband left me to a beggar? I am reborn to kill madness

Butler Zhao looked at Jing Feiyuan with a smile.

He still acted kindly and said slowly, "Princess, you have fallen into my hands now, and I don't have to lie to you anymore. Let's not tell secrets. I kidnapped you. Who can do this?" An unknown hiding place, you will be imprisoned here from now on, as long as you obey, you can live as long as I live."

Jing Feiyuan looked at him pretending to be surprised!

But I thought in my heart, bah, you are old, I am only eighteen years old, I still have decades to live after you die, who wants to compete with you for a short life?

Butler Zhao saw Jing Feiyuan's shock and fear clearly, and he continued, "I know you will not be willing to be imprisoned, but I advise you not to think about escaping, and don't yell to make me angry. If you If you don't obey, you and the child in your belly will not be able to save your life. My hands will kill people——"

Jing Feiyuan was so "scared" by Butler Zhao that she trembled!

She immediately covered her belly, bit her lips, and trembled, "You, how did you know that I was pregnant?"

Butler Zhao curled his lips, "Not only do you know medical skills, I also know them."

Jing Feiyuan bit her lips and huddled in the corner, staring at Butler Zhao.

Butler Zhao raised his hand again and smashed the floor tiles at his feet with a light palm, and said slowly, "I not only know medical skills, but I also know martial arts. The princess's skull must not be as hard as this brick, right?"

Jing Feiyuan looked at the floor tiles that were broken into dozens of pieces with trembling eyes, trying hard to turn her face pale.

Her eyes changed and her lips trembled. After a while, she spoke with difficulty, "It turns out that Uncle Zhao, whom the prince trusts the most, is actually a villain who would kidnap his wife! It's all in vain that he trusts you so much! It's all in vain that he treats you so well!"

Butler Zhao chuckled, "Princess, you are wrong."

He raised his hand to caress his cheek and said slowly, "Your Majesty's Uncle Zhao is of course a good Uncle Zhao who is worthy of Your Majesty's trust, but I am not Uncle Zhao."

Jing Feiyuan suddenly opened his eyes wide with shock on his face, "Then who are you?"

Butler Zhao slowly pulled off the human skin mask on his face, revealing his handsome face that was so handsome that everyone and gods were outraged, but now covered with nail scratches.

He smiled and said to Jing Feiyuan, "Little girl, have you ever met the Imperial Preceptor when you were a child? I am the Imperial Preceptor who was beheaded fourteen years ago, Li Mo, and I am also the biological father of your brother A Lan and eldest brother Zheng Zhien."

"..."

Jing Feiyuan looked at Li Mo's handsome face in surprise and astonishment.

She watched helplessly as an ordinary old eunuch suddenly turned into a magnificent and handsome man. Who could touch the shock she felt at this moment?

Apart from being surprised, she was also a little surprised.

Li Mo was so frank, announcing his family status as soon as he opened his mouth, and even letting her see his true appearance!

Li Mo was so open-minded, was he confident that he could imprison her for a lifetime, and she would never be able to escape and tell others this secret?

So, does this overconfident man know that the pale and weak girl in front of him is also acting out and pretending to him?

Jing Feiyuan stared at Li Mo's face again and again, and then said in surprise, "Are you the Imperial Preceptor Li Mo? Impossible, isn't the Imperial Preceptor... dead?"

Li Mo curled up his lips, "If I die so easily, will I still be a national master?"

He pointed at the human skin mask thrown aside and tutted, "I can pretend to be Zhao Liu for so many years without being discovered, so can't the person who died that year be my scapegoat?"

Jing Feiyuan pursed her lips.

She stared at Li Mo and asked slowly, "Since you and A Lan didn't die back then, did everyone else in the Imperial Master's Office... also not die?"

Li Mo, who had a smile on his face just now, turned sad for a moment after hearing these words.

He said softly, "They are all dead, including my proud eldest son, A Lan's brother... I originally arranged for him to escape, but unfortunately he was caught and I failed to save him... …”

Jing Feiyuan looked at Li Mo's sadness and didn't know what to say for a moment.

Even though he is a wicked person, the sorrow that a white-haired person sends to a black-haired person is just as heavy.

Jing Feiyuan was silent for a while, then looked at Li Mo's cheek and said, "Everyone says that Imperial Master Li Mo is the most handsome man in the capital. This is indeed true... When you were young, you must have been as good as the prince. "

Li Mo hid his sadness.

He said calmly, "Indeed, Ji Wushang was one of the few beautiful and smart people in the world when he was born. He was like the reincarnation of a fairy boy. Therefore, the more the old emperor saw Ji Wushang's excessive perfection, the less he wanted to believe that Ji Wushang was him. He feels that he is not capable of giving birth to such a good-looking son. He feels that such a good-looking and outstanding son must be my son, Li Mo—"

He sneered, "It's quite a joke for a man to do this. His son is smarter and more capable than him, so he suspected that it's not his blood. It's not like he could give birth to such a good son. I wonder if God was taking a nap at the time and was taking advantage of him."

"..."

Jing Feiyuan looked at Li Mo silently.

This complaint is really deadly, but the mediocre old emperor did deserve to be complained about like this.

He is indeed brainless and unworthy of being a father.

Jing Feiyuan lowered his head and did not answer Li Mo's words.

She asked Li Mo, "Where is the real Uncle Zhao? Was he killed by you?"

Li Mo shook his head and denied, "I didn't kill him."

Li Mo looked at the dancing candlelight in the basement and said slowly, "He is an admirable person. Although he is a disabled person, he is not inferior to any healthy man in the world. Back then, seven-year-old Ji Wushang was killed by Ji Jingyao He was killed by the imperial concubine. He was heartbroken when he learned about it. After the imperial concubine returned to the palace, he wanted to poison the imperial concubine to avenge Ji Wushang. As a result, the matter was exposed and he was caught by the imperial concubine and almost beaten to death. Although he had to I begged for mercy and spared his life, but he injured his body and survived in the palace for several years, and he would die before Ji Wushang could return to the capital."

After a pause, Li Mo continued, "At that time, I had already sensed the murderous intention of the old emperor. I knew that the Imperial Prefect's Office was about to face a disaster, so I discussed with Zhao Liu that after he died, I would peel off his face and lend it to him. As soon as his identity was used, he agreed to me, and his only request was that I must protect Ji Wushang, so we reached a cooperation. I gave him strong medicine to delay him for a while, and the Imperial Master's Office came out Afterwards, I borrowed his identity to live in the palace——"

Li Mo gently stroked the human skin mask and sighed, "If this human skin mask is only used for a short period of time, it can be made of other materials. But if you want to use it for a lifetime, it is best to peel off the face of the person involved. This way you don’t have to make it again after a while, troublesome..."

Jing Feiyuan stared blankly at the human skin mask in Li Mo's hand.

She thought that this was the material made by Li Mo himself. Who would have thought that this was actually Zhao Liu's human skin!

Moreover, it was Zhao Liu himself who agreed to peel off Limo...