The little daughter of His Highness the King of Hell

Chapter 500: No Plan to Escape and Recuperate
Noon Snake Palace

The main gate of the palace was opened.

The maids standing on both sides bowed respectfully, "Greetings, His Royal Highness, Crown Prince Long..."

Long Sheng waved his hand, "No need to be polite, where is your king?"

"The king just got up and is washing up in the inner chamber."

"I see. I'll go in and find him. You all can go down."

"Yes, we maids will take our leave." The female servant of the snake clan bowed and retreated, closing the door of the hall.

Long Sheng walked into the hall and shouted, "Brother Han Mo, have you finished washing up? I'm coming in."

I don’t know if he has washed up yet, so it’s better to call him.

As a result, as soon as Longsheng entered, he smelled a strong smell of blood, which was very strong, as if he had been seriously injured.

Long Sheng didn't dare to delay and immediately ran in, anxiously, "What happened? Are you still injured?"

He knew that Han Mo would still be injured in the battle last night. After all, his spiritual power had not fully recovered, and he was facing Bai Ning, whose cultivation level was two million years higher than his. It would be strange if he was not injured.

In the inner bedroom, Han Mo was half lying on the edge of the bed, preparing to button up his clothes and get off the bed, but Long Sheng came in too quickly, and he was caught by him before he could cover himself.

"Master... Senior Brother?" Han Mo buttoned his clothes in panic and stood up by holding the edge of the bed.

"Why are you here?"

"Are you still trying to hide it from me?" Long Sheng's face turned pale. He rushed over and wanted to undress him to check the extent of his injuries.

Han Mo grabbed the corner of his clothes tightly and avoided his touch. "Master, Senior Brother, you are wrong. I am not injured."

"How could I be mistaken? Where did the bloody smell in the hall come from?"

"I..." Han Mo couldn't explain himself.

Long snorted angrily and sat down beside his bed. "Don't think I don't know. Yesterday you used the power of the heart source and forcibly used the power of the Moon Heart Sword, which caused a lot of damage to your body."

"I thought that after the Luo Yi grass restored your human form, it would also restore your spiritual power, but I never thought that you were still so weak and vulnerable."

"Now, I'm afraid you can't use any spiritual power at all, right?"

Long Sheng’s words hit the nail on the head, and even if Han Mo wanted to find an excuse to cover it up, he couldn’t find one for a while.

He could only smile bitterly, holding his injured side, and could not speak, "Brother, your guess is correct. Luo Yicao only restored my human form, but did not restore all my heart power."

"I have exhausted all my energy in the battle with Bai Ning last night. Now, I really can't use any spiritual power at all."

Long looked up at him angrily, "Is this the result you wanted?"

He was covered in wounds and had no spiritual power left. It was difficult for him to even leave the snake clan, let alone sneak out of the world. How could he avoid the eyes of the sect master and his master?

"Brother!" Han Mo turned around and looked at him, his eyes full of gratitude. He knew what Long Sheng was worried about, and he also knew why Long Sheng took on the important task of supervising him to return to the Hui tribe.

But he couldn't. He, Han Mo, couldn't be a cowardly snake tribe member, couldn't be a criminal who only wanted to escape after making a mistake and left his tribe behind. Besides, it was only a 100,000-year prison sentence.

One hundred thousand years is not a long time; it passes in the blink of an eye.

He was already very satisfied to see Manzhu again during the festival. Now, he could accompany the elders and the king, spend the festival with the tribe members, and witness the changes of their snake tribe in the past ten thousand years. What else could he be dissatisfied with?

So, he couldn't escape, nor did he want to escape.

Longsheng frowned, as if he had guessed what he was going to say next.

"You know my..."

"It doesn't matter where I practice. I'm injured right now. After I return to Cangling Mountain, I can rest for a while."

Long Sheng stood up and said angrily, "That was just a while? That was a hundred thousand years! A full hundred thousand years, Han Mo!"

"Can you bear this 100,000-year punishment? Can your clansmen bear it? Can Master Nankui bear it? Can your Junior Sister Miaoyuan bear it?"

"They..." Han Mo lowered his head and fell silent. Yes, if his people knew that he was sentenced to 100,000 years of confinement, what would they do? As for Aunt Nan, how should he explain it to her?

And Manzhu... "But brother, I can't escape." Han Mo looked up at him, his tone unable to hide his depression. On Cangling Mountain, the most respected people are the Lord Sect Master and Elder Hua, and their spiritual power cultivation is also the highest on the entire mountain.

No one would disobey their orders. Besides, he was indeed the one who made the mistake, so how could he escape with his crime?

So, he didn't plan to escape.

"Brother, I have made up my mind. The throne can be passed to you, brother, and he will be in charge of all matters of the snake clan. As for Aunt Nan, I will also explain the origins of all this to her, and she will understand me."

Long Sheng questioned him, "What about Junior Sister Miao Yuan? What do you want her to understand about you?"

Han Mo shook his head gently, "Manzhu doesn't have to understand me. I think Manzhu will understand what I do."

"You——" Long was so angry that he didn't know how to refute him. He had spent so much effort just to let him escape from this place during the last festival, so that he wouldn't come back to receive the 100,000-year sentence, but he had already arranged everything, except for his funeral arrangements.

Then why did he go to so much trouble to make Junior Brother Huarong unconscious?
"Okay, whatever you want, I won't care about you anymore!" Long turned his face away angrily, not wanting to look at him. Since he had made up his mind, he probably wouldn't listen to anything he said.

"Senior brother..."

Han Mo walked to the bed next to him and sat down. "I know you have made painstaking plans for me. I have taken note of your kindness and will keep it in my heart. I will never forget it."

"I--" Long Sheng turned to look at him, and just as he was about to vent his anger, he saw Han Mo's pair of firm and pitiful eyes staring at him tightly, which made him feel distressed. In an instant, all of Long Sheng's anger was suppressed in his chest, and he couldn't spit it out.

Yes, if Junior Brother Han Mo really escaped, then there would be no place for him to hide in this vast world.

"Well, let's not talk about this anymore. I came here to ask you, what's going on with the Yunyu Clan?"

Don't think he doesn't know what he's done.

Han Mo was surprised but happy, "Brother, have you guessed it?"

"What else?" Long Sheng asked him coldly. Now that such a big thing happened to the Yunyu tribe, the whole demon tribe was going crazy about it. How could he not hear the news? Only he, the snake boy, was not impatient, as if he really didn't know.

But don't think he doesn't know what Han Ling and Han Shui were doing when they went out in the middle of the night.

"Brother, your guess is correct. I was the one who let the news out. When I was going down the mountain, I asked Aunt Nan to go to the Yunyu Tribe to investigate the situation of the Yunyu Tribe members. Just as I expected, the Yunyu Tribe members were completely unaware of the situation."

"So, I asked Han Ling to go to the Yunyu Clan and spread the news. Brother, don't blame me for using any means necessary. If it weren't for the meddling of Princess Yunshan from the Peacock Clan, Yunyu would have been driven out of the mountain gate and ruined his reputation long ago, and it wouldn't be as simple as being punished with confinement now."

Long Sheng pulled his clothes by the collar, dragged him closer to him, and said angrily: "Han Mo, don't go crazy and get yourself into trouble again."

Did he think that what he did was clean, and that the people of the Yunyu tribe would not be able to find out? He took revenge for his momentary selfish desires, and felt relieved, but if the people of the Yunyu tribe tracked him down, how could he bear the rage and guilt?

Is his life enough for the Yunyu clan to kill him several times?
"I won't, senior brother. Don't worry, I won't hurt anyone, and others, don't even think about hurting me."

“Han Mo!!”

“Senior Brother…” Han Mo held Long Sheng’s hand, seeking calmness in his furious eyes.

"You should know why I am being so high-profile at the Demon Prince's coming-of-age ceremony?"

Long Sheng looked into his eyes and said nothing. He knew, how could he not know what they wanted to do.

"The Snake Clan was destroyed once by Long Kong, and cannot be destroyed a second time by others. Senior Brother, the Snake Clan cannot stand any more trouble."

"So, this confinement is also the best opportunity to let the snake clan recuperate and let me practice in secret. After 100,000 years, it will be time for me to revive the snake clan."

Longsheng let go, "Whatever you want."

What else can he do about it?

Han Mo found it a little funny. He was so aggressive just now, but now he just let go. "Brother, you finally came down the mountain. You should rest well in our snake clan for a few days and don't think about these troubles."

Longsheng waved his hands. He really didn't want to bother with these troubles anymore.

Han Mo was about to stand up while holding his waist, when Long Sheng suddenly turned around and looked at him, "What did you ask Han Shui to do?"

Han Mo's body froze, and he looked up at him with evasive eyes, "I..."

"Oh no!" Longsheng figured something out and immediately got up and ran out.

"You're really crazy."