The Minister of Dali Temple was standing at the front, his face was scratched by Li Fei's nails and blood was dripping from it, but he could only stand there blankly and let Li Fei take action.

When the emperor came closer, what he saw was Concubine Li's long nails scratching the face of the Dali Temple Minister.

The emperor took a deep breath and shouted sternly: "Presumptuous!"

With just two words, the chaotic scene went silent, and then everyone looked towards the emperor. At the first sight of the emperor wearing a bright yellow dragon robe, everyone's legs weakened and they knelt on the ground with a thud.

The Minister of Dali Temple glanced at the ink flute beside the emperor, then lowered his head and knelt down with everyone.

Li Fei was startled at first, and then she acted like a magic trick. She was arrogant and domineering just now, and now she burst into tears.

She weakly threw herself at the emperor's side and said with tears in her eyes: "Your Majesty, you are finally here."

"I just want to see Tai... Mo Chen, just to see if he's okay, but these bitches won't let me in. Can you tell them to let me in? I'll just take a look, really. Just take a look."

The emperor took a deep breath, as if he were meeting Li Fei for the first time.

Li Fei has been with him since she was a child. She has always been like a flower that understands language, gentle and docile, as harmless as a kitten. But just now, he saw her showing her fangs and claws. She was no longer a harmless kitten.

He has been the emperor for so many years, but he has been blind for so many years and been tricked by a woman for so many years.

In anger, the emperor raised his hand and slapped Concubine Li on the face, saying word by word: "I never want to see you again."

Concubine Li covered her face and looked at the emperor in disbelief.

The emperor looked away and no longer looked at Concubine Li.

He waved his hand, and someone immediately came forward and dragged Concubine Li away. When she wanted to speak, someone covered her mouth.

As if he had not seen her at all, the emperor was supported by Mo Xiao and walked to the minister of Dali Temple.

He remembered that among those who accused the prince, there was also the minister of Dali Temple.

The wife of the Minister of Dali Temple...he had heard of it. She and the Qing of Dali Temple were childhood sweethearts, and they were deeply in love when they were young. They were a pair of gods and immortals that many people envied. But just such a couple was ruined by Mo Chen.

The emperor stretched out his hand and helped Dali Temple Qing up with his own hands, and then patted Dali Temple Qing on the shoulder. This was the only comfort he could do as an emperor.

Dali Temple Qing Weiwei lowered her head, her eyes that no one could see were cold.

The emperor had already missed him and walked in.

Mo Xiao glanced at the Minister of Dali Temple, then followed the emperor and walked in.

Before Mo Chen came in, he had always been afraid, afraid that the Minister of Dali Temple would take revenge and that the Minister of Dali Temple would make him suffer.

But after coming in, he found that the Minister of Dali Temple was very sensible in everything he did and did not go out of his way to seek revenge.

His food and clothing were no different from those of ordinary prisoners, and he was not tortured in any way. He huddled in this cell every day, in the dark.

On this day, he heard footsteps, but he was still leaning against the wall in the corner, with a numb expression on his face.

Until, a familiar voice called out: "Chen'er."

Mo Chen was stunned for a moment, then suddenly raised his head, and then he saw his aloof father standing outside the cell, looking at him quietly.

For a moment, Mo Chen thought he was dreaming.

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