On the night of the 20th day of the tenth lunar month, the sky is dotted with stars and the moon is bright.

The moon is like a silver plate hanging high in the sky, emitting a mysterious light.

Xingyue Tower in the Mansion of Marquis Jian'an.

Li Mengyun, who was sleeping on the bed, suddenly opened her beautiful and lively eyes.

She got up and changed into a white Hu clothing with narrow sleeves that was convenient for movement, tied a red leather whip around her waist, and simply tied her hair into a high ponytail.

He tiptoed down the stairs and sneaked out of the Marquis Jian'an's Mansion.

He flew onto the roof with a tip of his toes, used his lightness skills, and ran towards Mo Xiang's lair like an arrow.

Mo Xiang and Mo Li were overjoyed because they had succeeded in framing Gu Mingxuan during the day.

After returning home from court, he and his eldest son Mo Haichao waited for the special envoy in the study.

In the dead of night, the special envoy, wearing a black cloak, was quietly brought to Mo Xiang's study by the butler.

When the special envoy saw Mo Xiang, he laughed happily, patted Mo Xiang's shoulder hard and gave him a thumbs up.

"Mo Li, you used this trick of creating something out of nothing very well, and you managed to lure the stubborn old man, Gu Taifu, away from the mountain.

The remaining ministers are all stupid, and you can do whatever you want in the capital from now on."

Prime Minister Mo smiled fawningly and bowed repeatedly to the special envoy.

“No, no. You are wrong, Special Envoy. From now on, the capital will not allow Mo Li to do whatever he wants, but we will be allowed to do whatever we want.”

When the special envoy heard the word "we", he understood what I meant and laughed out loud.

The three of them conspired for a whole night, and finally burned all the letters and evidences exchanged with the Prince of Nu, Haiyue Taro.

Humph, if someone is so blind as to come to the Mo Mansion to search, there won’t be even a single hair left. What’s the point of searching?

Prime Minister Mo told the special envoy that he had secretly discussed with the Minister of Revenue Yang Jiaobian and was looking forward to the attack by the Crown Prince of Nu, Haiyue Taro.

As soon as the war between the two countries broke out, the food and fodder that had been secretly tampered with would be transported to Feiying Pass.

The special envoy nodded repeatedly, praising Mo Xiang for his good work, and said that Kaizuki Taro would take action in the next two days.

Mo Xiang and his son were full of energy and felt that the day when they would be drunk on the lap of a beautiful woman and wake up to take power over the world was not far away.

Prime Minister Mo also asked the butler to prepare good wine and delicious food, and he drank happily with the special envoy in the study.

The three of them raised their glasses frequently, and in the end all three of them were drunk.

The special envoy opened his hazy drunken eyes and slapped Mo Haichao hard on the shoulder.

He said lewdly, "Miss Yang, the most beautiful lady in your capital, is as beautiful as a flower. I am very attracted to her and want to have a little kiss on her.

I heard that you, Mr. Mo, are having an intimate relationship with her.

I wonder if Mr. Mo can bear the pain and let her go to me so I can have a taste of her?"

Listening to the shameless words of the special envoy, Mo Haichao recalled the scene when he met Yang Shiyi.

One day, he was walking on a busy street and accidentally bumped into a beautiful woman.

The beauty threw herself into his arms, tears welling up in pain, and sobbed in his arms.

"Ouch, it hurts, sir, I sprained my ankle."

Holding the beauty's soft body in his arms, Mo Haichao was reluctant to push her away. Her voice seemed inexplicably familiar.

When the beauty raised her tearful face.

Mo Haichao was surprised to find that the person he accidentally bumped into was actually his goddess Yang Shiyi.

I was so fascinated at the moment that my heart started beating uncontrollably.

Seeing that Yang Shiyi was about to faint from the pain, Mo Haichao quickly picked up Yang Shiyi.

He rushed her to the clinic to see a doctor, and then sent Yang Shiyi back home.

Ever since Jin Mei and Yang Shiyi had that mess in the palace.

Minister Yang no longer cared about Jin Mei and his daughter Yang Shiyi, letting them do whatever they wanted.

Yang Shiyi's elder brother and sister-in-law didn't want to pay any attention to her either, thinking it was shameful to have such a sister.

Now Jin Mei was sent to the cell by Li Mengyun to feed the rats.

So Yang Shiyi is very free now and can do whatever she wants.

This made it convenient for Yang Shiyi and Mo Haichao.

The next day, Mo Haichao brought generous gifts to Yang's house to visit Yang Shiyi.

From then on, Mo Haichao and Yang Shiyi started to have an ambiguous relationship.

Once, facing the teasing of the beautiful Yang Shiyi, Mo Haichao couldn't control himself. After Yang Siyi's half-rejection, the two had physical contact.

From then on, Mo Haichao became addicted to the taste.

Whenever he felt like lusting after Yang Shiyi's body, he would sneak into Minister Yang's residence.

The two of them hid in Yang Shiyi's boudoir, making love, and had a very happy time.

The two were now in the midst of a heated fight when they suddenly heard the special envoy say that he wanted to hold his woman in his own hands.

Mo Haichao was very unhappy and his face darkened.

The drunk envoy was shocked when he saw Mo Haichao's unhappy look.

He snorted coldly, “Mr. Mo, brothers are like limbs, and women are like clothes.

You can't bear to part with just a woman. How can I believe your sincerity towards our Crown Prince Haiyue Taro?"

The special envoy patted Mo Haichao on the shoulder and comforted him: "Don't worry, I'm just using it.

After I'm done using it, I'll return it intact, and you won't lose anything.

Besides, when your father reaches the top, what kind of beauty do you want?"

When Prime Minister Mo heard what the special envoy said.

He glared at his eldest son Mo Haichao unhappily and said, "Chao'er, just listen to the words of the special envoy.

She is just a woman. When your father reaches that position, won’t you be able to choose any woman in the world?"

The words from his father Mo Li and the special envoy made Mo Haichao's heart move and he suddenly understood.

I couldn't help but think of the bright and confident smile of the man who drew the bow and shot the arrow accurately from a hundred paces away.

An idea popped up in my mind: I should marry Li Mengyun.

So Mo Haichao readily agreed.

He said to Mo Xiang: "Then Dad, should I ask someone to go to Yang Mansion to pick up Yang Shiyi?"

When Mo Xiang saw that Mo Haichao agreed, he was overjoyed.

He exchanged a glance with the special envoy and said happily, "Good son, I finally figured it out.

Hurry, hurry, let the servants ride over on horseback and bring Yang Shiyi to our house as soon as possible.

Don't you see that the Special Envoy is about to explode somewhere?"

As Mo Xiang said this, he glanced at the special envoy in a teasing manner.

The special envoy laughed without any shame and proudly pushed his crotch towards Mo Haichao.

Mo Haichao followed his father's gaze and looked somewhere towards the special envoy.

I discovered that this beast in human form had set up a big tent somewhere and it was no longer worth watching.

Mo Haichao cursed in his heart: What a beast in human clothing, I'll be a Ninja Turtle for once.

So he said in a deep voice: "Since the Special Envoy is so anxious, I will go there myself."

The special envoy grinned and waved at Mo Haichao.

Mo Haichao put down his wine glass, stood up and left in a hurry.


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