Mo Xiao looked at Tang Xiuyan condescendingly and said in a low voice: "From now on, erase her from your life and never mention a word of her again in this life. Otherwise, I will cut you into pieces even to the ends of the earth."

Tang Xiuyan froze there, speechless.

Mo Xiao straightened up and his tone returned to calmness: "Go."

Tang Xiuyan gritted his teeth tightly and stood up slowly after a while. He didn't dare to look at Mo Xiao and walked out step by step. But when he reached the door, he stopped.

Tang Xiuyan held his breath in his chest. After all, he was unwilling to give in.

He was so dizzy by this unwillingness that he forgot about fear and everything for a moment. He turned his back to the person and said, "So what if I don't mention it? She's still gone, and you haven't kept her." She. Neither of us won."

Although he is a complete loser, Mo Xiao may not necessarily be the victor.

Even if he sent himself out of the capital, he told himself to keep silent and never mention her again in this life, but so what? Lu Jiuqing left, not even him.

Mo Xiao's eyes suddenly turned cold. He was about to say something, but finally fell silent.

There were some things that he didn't need to explain to Tang Xiuyan or anyone else.

Lu Jiuqing... can only be his in this life.

He didn't care about winning or losing, he only cared about Lu Jiuqing, and he didn't trust her to anyone except himself.

Here, Tang Xiu returned to his mansion at the banquet.

Nowadays, the once-famous No. 1 Scholar's Mansion is full of people at the door, and the house is in a state of depression. All the servants have left, and the huge house is as quiet as a ghost house.

Pushing open the door and walking in, when the wind blows, the dead branches and leaves in the yard rustle. A disheveled woman squats in the corner. After hearing the movement, she turns her head and looks at Tang Xiuyan intently.

Tang Xiuyan looked at her for a moment, then sighed and waved to her: "Lu Menghua, are you still awake?"

Lu Menghua tilted his head and looked at Tang Xiuyan for a moment, then suddenly stood up and walked to Tang Xiuyan, raised his hand and slapped Tang Xiuyan on the face, shouting in a sharp voice: "Tang Xiuyan, I'm warning you, if you don't let me out again, Your Highness the Crown Prince If you can’t see me there, you will be the one to blame me and feel better when the time comes.”

"Then, watch out for your other leg."

Tang Xiuyan's cheeks were burning. He covered his face for a moment, raised his hand and slapped it back, saying in a cold voice: "The prince is dead a long time ago. It's time for you to wake up from your dream."

Lu Menghua stared, then went crazy, grabbing and beating Tang Xiuyan: "You are so brave, you dare to curse the prince, I am going to tell the prince and let him kill you."

While avoiding Lu Menghua's beatings, Tang Xiuyan said coldly: "Your Highness the Crown Prince has no bones left now, and I can't control you anymore. You can't kill me, and you have to continue to live with me."

"Just wake up, no one wants you now except me."

He threw Lu Menghua to the ground, pointed at Lu Menghua and said, "Do you think you can escape reality by pretending to be crazy? Accept the reality as soon as possible."

After what happened to the prince, Lu Menghua would not have survived. It was Lu Gaofei who asked for grace from Mo Xiao, and in the end, he left a way for his daughter to survive. However, that's all, the Zhongyong Hou Mansion will never recognize Lu Menghua again.

Now, Lu Menghua, like him, is an ordinary person with nothing.

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