Mo Xiao was living in a haze these days. He drank a lot of strong alcohol all day long, and his whole body was soaked in the smell. He could smell the alcohol from a distance.

The palace may have heard about this. Someone from the Queen's side came to the Ninth Prince's Mansion and said something to Qiuyue and the others in a stern voice.

Qiu Yue's eyes were a little red. She stopped Mo Xiao before he was about to go out for a drink that day. She knelt in front of Mo Xiao and said with a choked voice: "Your Highness wants to go out here, so why not kill the slave first?"

Mo Xiao frowned and looked a little ugly.

Qiuyue raised her head and looked at Mo Xiao: "The Queen has spoken. If the servants cannot take care of His Highness, then there is no need to live."

These people are all the Ninth Prince's dead assistants, and their existence is for Mo Xiao.

Now that they can't take care of Mo Xiao, they should be wiped out.

Mo Xiao narrowed his eyes, knowing that the queen couldn't stand it, so he started to intervene.

The queen couldn't stand it, which meant that the emperor couldn't stand it either, so he raised the matter in front of the queen.

When he thought of the emperor, Mo Xiao's expression became even colder.

Mo Xiao took a deep breath, turned around and entered the study.

Qiu Yue's body stiffened, and when she saw Mo Xiao turning around and leaving, she took a long breath and kowtowed softly: "Thank you, Your Highness, for not killing me."

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In the study, Mo Xiao looked at the piles of documents without any expression on his face.

This is the first time he has stepped into the study door in these days, and there are so many things waiting for him to deal with.

Mo Xiao took a deep breath, picked up a book, and opened it to read, but he read it for a long time without moving.

He originally dealt with these things very quickly, but now the words on it were like earthworms, twisting and turning, but they couldn't get into Mo Xiao's head.

The wine numbed his nerves and made him slow to react.

After a while, he raised his hand and threw the document aside.

He raised his hand and rubbed his eyebrows. After a while, his eyes fell on a pile of envelopes stacked on the corner of the table. Judging from the thickness, there were twenty or thirty envelopes.

These envelopes were all sealed with wax and no one dared to touch them.

Looking at these envelopes, Mo Xiao's hands clenched tightly.

These letters are sent from the palace, one every day, without interruption.

In the past, no matter how busy he was, he would read the day's letters every day. After reading them, he could sleep peacefully. But now, the envelopes were piled so thickly that he hadn't looked at them for a long time.

He stared at the letters as if staring at an enemy.

After a while, he picked up the top letter with trembling hands and opened it.

He closed his eyes and mentally constructed himself for a while before lowering his eyes to read the letter.

The twisting and twisting words like earthworms slowly took shape and entered Mo Xiao's mind one by one.

When he saw the sentence written above, Mo Xiao stood up from his chair and strode outside.

Qiuyue was outside in the yard. She was stunned when she saw him coming out, and hurriedly chased after him: "Your Highness, you..."

"Enter the palace," Mo Xiao interrupted Qiu Yue, "Prepare your horses, I want to enter the palace."

Seeing his expression, Qiuyue didn't dare to delay, and immediately asked someone to prepare a fast horse for Mo Xiao.

It looked like something had happened.

Qiuyue stood at the door, looking at the figure running towards the palace door, and frowned slowly.

At this moment, she would rather His Highness was having fun and drinking outside, which at least meant that everything was calm and nothing happened.

Now like this... Qiuyue could not hide her worry.

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