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

Mo Xiao supported the emperor and gave the Dali Temple Minister a deep look as he left.

The Minister of Dali Temple raised his eyes and looked at Mo Xiao, without hiding the restlessness in his eyes. He even took two steps on the spot excitedly.

Mo Xiao seemed not to notice, and withdrew his gaze, helping the emperor to leave Dali Temple step by step.

As soon as the emperor and Mo Xiao left, the Dali Temple Minister immediately changed his face, turned around and entered the cell. His face was still stained with blood from being scratched by Li Fei, and combined with his expression and eyes at this moment, it looked so chilling to the back.

He quickly came to the door of Mo Chen's cell, and when he saw that the other party was frantically trying to open the cell door, he finally laughed out loud.

His laughter made Mo Chen stunned and froze in place.

He looked at the Minister of Dali Temple and took a step back, his eyes full of fear.

There was a voice in his heart that said: It's coming, it's finally coming.

During this period of time, the Minister of Dali Temple did nothing, but he did not let go at all. After all, he is not stupid yet, and he has not forgotten what he did to Dali Temple Qing's woman.

Hearing the other party's laughter at this time, he only felt scared.

The Minister of Dali Temple had already opened the cell. He looked at Mo Chen and said slowly: "Your Highness, don't be afraid."

Mo Chen trembled all over. At this time, he no longer thought about why the other party still called him His Royal Highness. He backed away quickly, with everyone clinging to the wall, and shouted with an inward look: "What do you want to do? Let me tell you, even if I am no longer the prince, I am still of the emperor's blood, how dare you do anything to me?"

The Minister of Dali Temple smiled: "The blood of the emperor..."

His eyes were a little redder than before, and he said word by word: "What about the emperor's bloodline? Go out and ask if the emperor is willing to recognize your son at this time."

After saying that, he waved his hand and said calmly: "Take the person out. Today I want to have a good talk with His Highness the Crown Prince about old times."

Immediately afterwards, Mo Chen was roughly dragged out, and then hung high with a rope tied to his hands. Under him was a large, pitch-black basin. As soon as he got close to it, the basin exuded an unpleasant smell that made people feel sick.

Mo Chen's body swung back and forth in the air several times, which made his wrists tightened by the rope. He groaned a few times and finally calmed down, not daring to move any more.

He looked at the Minister of Dali Temple standing below, his voice trembling uncontrollably: "You, what on earth do you want to do?"

The Minister of Dali Temple was playing with a small knife in his hand, looking up at him, and said softly: "Your Highness the Crown Prince...are you afraid? Don't be afraid yet, the fun has just begun."

Mo Chen: "Let me go, let me go!"

The Dali Temple Minister didn't say a word, but slowly wiped the knife in his hand, then raised it and made a gesture towards the middle of his legs.

At this moment, Mo Chen's soul was gone.

He was trembling all over, finally gave up, and said tremblingly: "I was wrong, I was really wrong, I apologize to you, I apologize to your wife, please don't... uh."

He turned pale and could no longer speak.

Dali Temple Qing's knife suddenly penetrated the inner side of his thigh. Although it did not hurt any vital parts, it made his whole body go limp.

The Minister of Dali Temple looked at him with red eyes and said word by word: "Don't let me hear my wife from your mouth again. If I hear it once, I will cut off a piece of your flesh until you dare not mention it again." Weizhi