The legitimate daughter is reborn and cannot escape after being provoked by the tyrant

The more unresponsive Lu Jiuqing was, the more Mo Xiao wanted to test him.

He stood up and walked to Tang Xiuyan, looking at him condescendingly: "The number one scholar came here late at night, what's the matter?"

Tang Xiuyan's forehead was already covered with cold sweat. When the words came to his lips, he swallowed them and considered them again and again, for fear of saying the wrong word.

Even when facing the current His Majesty, he was not so nervous.

Only Mo Xiao is so unpredictable that he could do anything.

Taking a deep breath, Tang Xiuyang looked up at Mo Xiao and said softly: "Weichen... I want to ask if the matter that His Highness promised Weichen last time has been completed?"

Mo Xiao's eyes were colder than before: "What's the matter?"

Tang Xiuyan was stunned for a moment, and then said anxiously: "Has Your Highness forgotten the matter of transferring Wei Chen to the Ministry of Household Affairs?"

After he passed the imperial examination, he naturally entered the Hanlin Academy as an editor. But a long time passed, and he was still a small editor. People of his generation have taken up positions in various ministries one after another and started doing practical work, but he is the only one who is still standing still.

Just because he came from a humble background, just because he didn't have a good family that paved the way for him.

On their wedding night, when he sent Lu Jiuqing to the Ninth Prince's Mansion, Mo Xiao promised to do it for him.

Mo Xiao kept watching Lu Jiuqing's reaction from the corner of his eye, and said coolly: "When will I promise you to go to the Ministry of Finance?"

Tang Xiuyan blurted out: "On Wei Chen's wedding night, I..."

The words reached his lips and he stopped abruptly. He suddenly turned his head to look at Lu Jiuqing, who was standing on the other side, with a complicated and difficult to distinguish look on his face.

Mo Xiao had the intention to arouse Lu Jiuqing and induce Tang Xiuyan to say these words. He just wanted Lu Jiuqing to see what the person she loved with all her heart was.

But when Tang Xiuyan actually said it, Mo Xiao felt not happy at all.

He only felt it was not worth it for Lu Jiuqing.

Mo Xiao felt uncomfortable and stepped on the back of Tang Xiuyan's hand.

Tang Xiuyan grunted, not daring to shout loudly for fear of startling His Highness again with his loud voice.

Mo Xiao seemed not to notice, and said coolly: "I thought you came to me to look for someone, but it turned out not to be the case."

If Tang Xiuyan had any conscience and could take Lu Jiuqing into consideration, Mo Xiao would let him go today.

Tang Xiuyan's face turned pale, and he endured the pain and said word by word: "There are many people in Weichen's house. Your Highness has misunderstood."

He thought he was showing his loyalty and told Mo Xiao to play it safe and bold, he would definitely not expose this matter.

But this stepped on Mo Xiao's sore spot.

Mo Xiao suddenly didn't dare to look at Lu Jiuqing's face.

He was afraid of seeing sadness, despair, and pain on her face.

Mo Xiao used his foot strength to crush the back of Lu Jiuqing's hand, and squeezed out two words from between his teeth: "Really?"

Tang Xiuyan: "...Yes."

Mo Xiao stared at Tang Xiuyan with murderous intent in his eyes.

Lu Jiuqing, who had been watching from the sidelines, frowned.

She was very familiar with Mo Xiao's look, it meant killing someone.

Tang Xiuyan was the number one scholar in the dynasty and an official of the imperial court. He was not some nameless cat or dog.

If Mo Xiao kills him, his life will not be in danger, but he will definitely be reprimanded by His Majesty. At that time, his reputation will plummet, and it will become a black history that he cannot wash away.

There must be a legitimate reason to kill Tang Xiuyan.

"Your Highness," Lu Jiuqing said in a deep voice, "I'm a little tired, can I go back and rest?"