Mind Reading: The Road to Dominance of the Group’s Pet Princess

"Pass on Fang Jianren!"

Fang Zhong suddenly raised his head and looked at the emperor on the stage. Did the emperor even know about the murder of the seventh princess?

Fang Jianren, with disheveled hair on his temples and dripping blood marks on his body after being whipped, was dragged up in a dying state.

"Tell me, who instigated you to murder the seventh princess?"

Fang Jianren shook his head vigorously, "It's all done by me alone and has nothing to do with anyone else!"

"Humph, you plotted against my seventh princess in the harem, you plotted against Zhongliang in the previous dynasty, and the massacre at the Duke's Mansion at night was also at the instigation of the Fang family. You are really my good ministers!"

"The Fang family colluded with foreign ministers and deliberately framed Zhongliang, which is disloyal; killing colleagues in order to satisfy their own selfish desires is unjust; murdering the seventh princess of the dynasty has sinister intentions. Such an unfaithful and unjust family is loved by everyone. Qing, how should we deal with it?"

"Your Majesty, please make your decision!"

"The principal culprit will be executed and the rest will have their homes confiscated and exiled!"

"Your Majesty, your Majesty, long live my emperor!"

[Daddy Scumbag is so handsome. This trick is really good. These ministers always say that Daddy Scumbag is murderous. I have asked for your opinions on this order. Let’s see who dares to say Daddy Scumbag is murderous next time! 】

[How is the situation of General Feiyun? I really want to see him. Maybe there is a way to save him. 】

[If he dies, the Queen will not be alive either. 】

Emperor Shun thought of the relationship between the Queen and Mo Jin, and his heart sank. After announcing his resignation from the court, he strode into the side hall, pulled Nalan Yunsheng and left, "Let's take you to see Du Guogong."

The little girl's eyes lit up and she followed Emperor Shun happily. After walking for a while, her legs and feet felt heavy and she no longer wanted to move.

[Ouch, I’m so tired. My short legs can’t walk fast. 】

[It would be great if you could build a small car to pull me around. How about you think of a way to make me walk on my legs from now on? How about exhausting me to death? 】

Emperor Shun silently picked up the little thing by the back of her neck and led her back and forth quickly.

[Oh ho, apart from a little discomfort in my neck, everything else is fine! 】

[Add one point to Daddy Scumbag. 】

"See your Majesty, long live your Majesty."

"Du Aiqing doesn't need to be polite."

Du Feng looked at the little girl being carried by the emperor and felt extremely distressed. The emperor was also really worried, how could he carry the little princess like this.

Nalan Yunsheng also saw Du Feng. Well, how should I put it, he was different from the Duke she imagined.

The Duke should not be an elegant old man. Who is this fat and dark old man?

The armor is fully supported by tendons, the face is unshaven, and the skin is like black charcoal. Could it be the black whirlwind Li Kui Benkui!

When the dark and fat prince saw the granddaughter he was thinking about, he quickly showed a flattering smile. He knew that his face was not popular with children, so he could not scare his little granddaughter.

[Ugh, your smile is even scarier. Don't smile at me. It's like you want to sell me. Save me, scumbag! 】

Emperor Shun didn't even turn his head. He thought with his toes and knew that Du Guogong could not do anything to this little guy.

Seeing Emperor Shun disappear, Du Feng immediately approached Nalan Yunsheng with a smile on his face, the smile on his face was brighter than the chrysanthemums in autumn.

Nalan Yunsheng’s comment is: It’s better not to smile, thank you!

"Seventh Princess, I am your grandfather, do you still remember me?"

"That time I carried you on a big horse?"

Hearing about horse riding, Nalan Yunsheng became interested, "Really? Can you take me to ride a big horse?"

The smile on Du Feng's face became even bigger: "Of course, the princess is young. In a few days, my grandfather will find a suitable pony for you."

Hearing this, Nalan Yunsheng suddenly felt that this fat and dark grandfather was not so scary anymore.

A sweet smile appeared on his face.

"Yeah, grandpa is so kind. Yun Sheng likes grandpa the most."

[The people who gave me things are all good people, and my grandfather’s black face has become much more friendly! 】

Emperor Shun looked at the shapeless man lying on the bed, his eyes were red, and his murderous intention was not concealed at all. The imperial physician who was treating Mo Jin trembled, wondering if he had done something wrong.

The man on the bed had disheveled hair, a full beard, and dry and yellow skin, which was caused by long-term malnutrition.

There were countless scars on his body, and he had obviously been tortured. The most important thing was that his hand tendons and hamstrings were severed, which delayed the best opportunity for treatment.

It is impossible to go to the battlefield again in this life!

Maybe he felt something. The person on the bed opened his eyes. The moment he saw Emperor Shun, he immediately remembered to salute. Emperor Shun stopped him and said, "There is no need to be polite between you and me. Let's take a good rest."

Mo Jin wanted to get up, but he couldn't muster the strength and could only fall down. A look of ridicule flashed in his eyes. He was a cripple and he no longer had the ability to stand up and salute the monarch.

The usually strong man couldn't help but blush and murmured, "Your Majesty, I can no longer fight for you..."

Mo Jin was Emperor Shun's companion. The two grew up together. They once had a drink under the moonlight. Mo Jin looked at Nalan Qi and said seriously, "In the future, when His Highness ascends the throne, your subordinates will fight for you in all directions and guard the borders. Absolutely." We will not let the enemy invade any territory of our country!”

Now that high-spirited young general can no longer lift a sword!

Emperor Shun helped him sit up, "Zhengtang's strategic and martial arts skills are unparalleled. This incident is just a hurdle in your life. Zhengtang, I believe you will be able to overcome this hurdle!"

The main hall was marked by Mo Jin, but Mo Jin smiled bitterly. Only he knew that he would never be able to cross this threshold again. The martial arts he was proud of were crippled, and his body was destroyed beyond recognition.

Now he can't even defeat a child, he has no hope of living anymore, and he is destined to only have endless despair for the rest of his life!

"Your Majesty, help me take revenge. When I killed the enemy on the battlefield, I killed the youngest son of the second son of the Tianyuan Kingdom Protector General. That man held a grudge and created the illusion that I was dead in the subsequent battle. Take me back and torture you for three years!"

"Your Majesty, my life has been worse than death for the past three years. The driving force that keeps me alive every day is revenge. I must kill him with my own hands!"

What Mo Jin didn't say was that there was still a trace of beauty hidden in his heart, but the beauty had become a queen, an existence that he could no longer imagine!

"I will definitely chop that man alive. I can rest in peace in the main hall and recover from my injuries. I will ask the old general to come over and reunite with you later."

Hearing that grandpa was coming, Mo Jin looked moved and said, "Thank you for your grace!"