stocking the prince to death

Chapter 57 Kill this person!
He quietly raised his head and looked at the Crown Prince again.

It is really not a rumor that the emperor doted on the crown prince.

The imperial palace is a place where cannibalism is invisible. If you want to survive in the imperial palace, you must learn how to eat the strong.

People in the imperial dining room will also step up and step down.

They originally wanted to give Mo Yan, a fool, three points of face for the prince Mo Qi's face.

But the fact that Mo Qi was sent to the Regent's Palace was not a secret at all in the palace.

In their view, if you go to the Prince Regent's Mansion, you don't even think about coming back.

So they naturally didn't care so much about Mo Yan.

She never expected that Mo Qihui would return to the palace today, and happened to meet Mo Yan again.

Now the people in the imperial dining room can't say anything.

"Oh? The favorite dish of the masters in the palace?" Mo Qi sneered as she looked at the dishes that had been spilled by her in her footsteps, "What I want is the food of the Ninth Prince. Presumably the imperial physicians have reminded you too, right?"

Everyone was stunned, seeing Mo Yan's paler face than usual, and then realized what they had done.

No matter how stupid Mo Yan is, he is also the prince. He is the son of the former empress and the only son of the emperor.

If the Ninth Prince starved to death due to their mistakes, they would be the first to be buried with them.

"Your Highness, Your Highness, I know I'm wrong, I'm going to prepare now!" The chef bowed his waist, seeing Mo Qi's cold face, he went to look at Mo Yan again.

As soon as that Mo Yan saw his face, he hid behind Mo Qi.

Reminiscent of the shoe prints on Mo Yan's body, and looking at the chef's shoes, Mo Qi's expression became even uglier.

"Pull it off!"

She had hidden guards with her, but they were dispersed by her when she went to the Prince Regent's Mansion. When she returned to the palace, the hidden guards came back naturally.

The hidden guard flashed out of the air, grabbed the chef's collar and walked towards the gate.

"Abandoned! Throw it to the royal hunting ground to feed the wolves!"

Mo Qi's eyes were clear with a cold light.

"Dare to insult the prince, it is a serious crime of beheading, you people..." Mo Qi circled around, "Whoever has done anything to the Ninth Prince, stand up now, I will surround you and not die."

She took Mo Yan's hand, "But if Bengong finds out who refuses to admit it, don't blame Bengong for not giving you a chance!"

Mo Yan stared at Mo Qi with wide eyes, and what was reflected in his eyes was Mo Qi's thin but tough figure.

The admiration and attachment in his eyes are undisguised.

Mo Qi raised his head and smiled at him, "Good boy, Brother Huang will avenge you."

As she spoke, she walked into the imperial dining room and brought out a plate of pastries, "You're hungry, eat some of this first."

She picked up a piece and stuffed it into Mo Yan's mouth.

She didn't know how dazzling her smile was, so dazzling that it directly shot into everyone's heart.

It illuminated a side of light.

She didn't know that at this moment, only a five-year-old child in her eyes remembered the taste of this pastry.

No matter how many years he has experienced, what he is obsessed with will always be this taste.

Under the words of Mo Qi's kindness and prestige, almost half of them came out.

Mo Qi looked at them with great momentum, "Everyone go down and get twenty sticks!"

"Thank you, Your Royal Highness."

There are still some people, Mo Qi asked Mo Yan to see, Mo Yan thought for a while, and then stared closely at a fat figure.

Seeing this, Mo Qi sneered, "Shoot this man to death!"

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(End of this chapter)