"It is indeed the king of the camp who asked me to say this in front of the emperor."

Liu Dawen lowered his head in despair, and spoke tremblingly of the whole story, "The king of the camp was afraid that the emperor would not believe it, so he specially asked me to tell the fortune in front of the emperor."

"The hexagram shows that in the northwest, it is indeed the culprit causing the disaster."

The Shenji Camp is located in the northwest of the capital!

Mo Ye's eyes flashed slightly.

Ruyu glanced at him and asked, "What else did the Ying Wang ask you to say?"

"The king of the camp asked me to tell the emperor that only by changing the ownership of Shenji camp can the people of Nanjun be safe!"

Change of ownership?

It seems that Mo Huifeng lost the Fifth Army Camp, so he set his sights on the Shenji Battalion. Instead of thinking about taking back the Fifth Army Camp, he wanted to take away Mo Ye's Shenji Battalion?!

What is going on in his mind?

Pig manure?!

Mo Ye sneered inwardly.

"The king of the camp knows that it is not easy to take away the Shenji camp."

Liu Dawen swallowed his saliva and said cautiously, "So first create difficulties for the Shenji Camp. Difficulties that King Ming cannot solve."

"When the time comes, he will come forward to solve the problem! Then he can naturally ask the emperor for the Shenji Camp..."

Hearing this, Ruyu couldn't help but click her tongue, "I didn't realize that the Ying King could actually have such a brain?"

How could you actually come up with such a way to quietly take away the Divine Machine Camp?!

He patted Liu Dawen's face again, "Isn't it right that you had been so obedient earlier? You wouldn't have had to suffer so much. Are you right, Mr. Liu?"

Liu Dawen was soaked all over.

At this moment, Ruyu patted his face, which felt like a thorn in the palm of his hand, and his face was numb and painful.

"Yes, yes."

How dare he say "no" even half a word?!

"Then you have to listen carefully to what I say next."

Ruyu slowly stood up and said, "If you want to help King Ming get through this difficult time, it's best to drag King Ying into the water. Otherwise tonight, I will let you taste the feeling of rebirth being worse than death!"

Liu Dawen stiffened.

However, after a short while, he had already realized what it meant to live worse than die?!

Is the man in front of me a devil?

He actually has more torture methods?!

Liu Dawen was afraid, from the inside out.

He nodded quickly, "Yes, yes, I will definitely find a way and I will do what you say."

Ruyu just raised her foot... and was about to give him a slap in the face, but Liu Dawen had already agreed, "I guess you know how to deal with it."

He retracted his foot and pulled Liu Dawen up.

After tidying up his clothes, he said, "Don't you think you could just turn around and complain to the king of the camp?"

Liu Dawen was already so frightened that his whole body became stiff.

He didn't dare to move randomly and replied in a trembling voice, "I don't dare, I don't dare..."

Between King Ying and King Ming, he had to choose one.

I helped the king of the camp before because he had compelling reasons;

The king of the camp was surrendered at this time just to save his life.

Ru Mo threw him back to the Liu Mansion, untied the rope and left. Liu Dawen had already been frozen, and his hands trembled as he untied the cloth that blindfolded his eyes.

Seeing that it was his bedroom, he breathed a long sigh of relief.

If he hadn't been soaked, he would have thought that what happened tonight was a nightmare.

Shivering, he changed into a pair of wet clothes, and regardless of the darkness, he left Liu's house anxiously.

As soon as he stepped forward, a dark shadow followed him quietly.

Liu Dawen did not dare to walk on Chang'an Street.

Even though it was late at night and the streets were deserted, for the sake of caution, he still passed through several dark alleys and appeared at the back door of Yingwang Mansion.

After knocking on the door, someone quickly took him in.

By this time, Mo Huifeng had already rested.

He was beaten outside the imperial study room, and Mo Zongran ordered that no doctor be allowed in to treat him.

Even Queen Zhao did not dare to disobey Mo Zongran's orders.

So Mo Huifeng endured it until the scabs on his wounds fell off, and he could walk on the ground. He endured it until he was full of fighting spirit, but he died.

In the end, it turned into full of resentment.

He hates Mo Ye and Yun Wanning.

He even hated Qin Shixue, hated Mo Zongran, and even hated Empress Zhao!

Hate Mo Huiyan, hate Mo Hanyu...

He just felt that he was an outcast forgotten by everyone.

During this period, Mo Huifeng was not in the same room as Qin Sixue.

He drove Qin Sixue to the wing next door, and now that he saw her as a "waste who failed to succeed but failed to succeed", he felt very sick in his heart.

If it weren't for the remaining sanity, he would have strangled this stupid woman to death!

He had insomnia every night.

At this moment, he was still lying on the bed, viciously cursing Mo Ye for "having a son without any knowledge."

The servant came in and replied, saying that Mr. Liu was here.

Liu Dawen came over in the middle of the night, there must be something urgent.

Mo Huifeng ordered someone to bring him in.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw Liu Dawen looking panicked and embarrassed, and his brows were furrowed, "What happened to Mr. Liu? Were you robbed by robbers in the middle of the night?"

"Your Majesty, something serious has happened!"

Liu Dawen knelt on the bedside and said, "Your Majesty, I have been captured by Prince Ming's people!"

"What?"

Mo Huifeng was startled and struggled to sit up.

But the wound hadn't healed yet, and as soon as he sat up, he was so painful that he grimaced, and he had no choice but to lie down again.

In this way, there is no momentum at all.

"What's going on?!"

he asked solemnly.

"Your Majesty, Prince Ming somehow found out that this matter was done by His Majesty under His Majesty's instructions. So tonight, I specially kidnapped my Majesty and tortured me severely!"

Liu Dawen felt wronged.

"Although the lower official is rough-skinned and thick-bodied, Prince Ming is ruthless and will torture people without mercy."

Mo Huifeng was not in the mood and had no interest in hearing how miserable he was.

He interrupted him directly, "Did you confess to me?!"

"My lord, I have no choice but to lower my rank..."

Before he could finish his words, he was kicked hard by Mo Huifeng!

"Ouch!"

Liu Dawen and Mo Huifeng both screamed.

However, the former was because he was kicked over and the back of his head hit the leg of a stool. Liu Dawen, who had been kicked several times tonight, felt so painful that he could not breathe!

The latter was due to the unthinking kick that opened the wound again.

In his anger, he seemed to have forgotten that he was injured.

So the two of them cried out in pain together.

Mo Huifeng's face turned pale in pain, and his servants quickly stepped forward to check, only to see that the wound that had finally healed had reopened, and his underwear was stained red with blood!

"Your Majesty!"

The servant was so frightened that his hands shook, "Your wound has opened again!"

"I know! Why are you yelling and screaming!"

Mo Huifeng felt a sigh of relief in his heart, wishing he could kill two people to vent his anger!

He pushed the servant away with force, "It's useless, why don't you quickly find some medicine?!"

The servant then hurried out.

Mo Huifeng's eyes seemed to be cannibalistic, and he glared fiercely at Liu Dawen, who was lying on his back, "You useless piece of trash! How dare you betray me!"

The anger is burning.

At this moment, what little sanity he had left had been replaced by anger.
Chapter completed!