The blood all over Mo Huifeng's body seemed to have solidified.

Even with his eyes covered, he could still feel the cold breath emanating from Mo Ye's body that penetrated deep into his bones...

At this moment, he was really scared.

Before Mo Ye could speak, Mo Huifeng took the lead and said, "Old Qi, it's not kind of you to do this! After all, I am your third brother, and we are brothers!"

"What happened this time was a misunderstanding. I don't know anything about it!"

He thought that by saying this, Mo Ye would let him go.

But I also know, let it go...

Never possible.

Mo Huifeng knows Mo Ye's temper very well. He can play with you for a little while, but if his bottom line is touched, he will retaliate tenfold, making it impossible for you to stand up!

From the noble king of the camp to the most humble third prince;

From the crown prince whom everyone recognized, to the poor guy who was kicked out of the capital several times...

When was it not Mo Ye who was behind this?!

Mo Ye knelt down and untied the black cloth from his eyes.

After being blindfolded for a night and a half, Mo Huifeng was still a little unaccustomed to having the black cloth suddenly removed to allow him to regain his sight.

He blinked, feeling the sunlight outside was dazzling.

"Lao Qi..."

Facing Mo Ye's cold eyes, Mo Huifeng couldn't hold his tongue straight, "Listen to my explanation first! You also know that I have been far away in Xixiang Mountain and don't know anything about Yuan Bao."

"I don't even know who Yuan Bao is, how do I know he is your son?"

"Even if he is your son, even if he is my nephew, how can I kill my nephew?!"

Mo Ye looked at him coldly, "What are you afraid of, third brother? Since you are innocent, I will naturally not do anything to you."

"Yeah?"

Mo Huifeng smiled and breathed a sigh of relief.

As long as Mo Ye doesn't kill him...

Before he could put his heart back into his stomach, Mo Ye said coldly, "I invite you here just because I haven't seen Third Brother for a long time and I want to 'catch up on old times' with Third Brother."

Reminiscing about old times?!

When did he and Mo Ye become so good as brothers that they could reminisce with him?!

Facing his cold gaze, Mo Huifeng suddenly woke up.

Where is this nostalgia?!

Mo Ye looked like this, it was clear that he wanted to kill him!

"Lao Qi, we brothers, there is no need to be so polite."

Mo Huifeng's voice began to tremble.

"Etiquette is essential."

Mo Ye raised his lips suddenly and showed a cold smile, "Ruyu, what are you doing? I asked you to invite the third brother to reminisce about the past. Is this how you do it?"

Ruyu glanced at Rumo: Master, what do you mean?

Could it be that he understood it wrong?!

The master did say to "invite" Mo Huifeng to reminisce about the past...but isn't this the way his master always invites people?!

Like an ink surface that doesn't change color: I don't know.

"Hurry up and untie Third Brother."

Mo Ye glanced at Ruyu lightly.

"Yes, Master."

Ruyu lowered her head and stepped forward to untie Mo Huifeng.

Mo Huifeng was also uneasy, not sure what Mo Ye wanted to do.

"Tea."

Mo Ye gave another order.

"Yes, Master."

Ruyu continues to execute.

Although there are many questions in his heart, he also knows that this time His Highness was kidnapped, and the master is full of resentment towards Mo Huifeng... Mo Huifeng entered the inn today, and it must not be that simple to leave intact!

The fine tea was placed in front of Mo Huifeng.

He didn't dare to drink.

He looked at Mo Ye hesitantly, his eyes full of confusion, "Old Qi, what are you doing?"

"Third brother, please."

Mo Ye picked up the teacup first and took a sip.

Seeing that Mo Huifeng didn't dare to drink, he raised his eyebrows, "Third brother, are you afraid to drink? Are you afraid that I will poison the tea?"

"Isn't it poisonous?"

Mo Huifeng asked tentatively.

Mo Ye didn't answer. He just picked up his teacup and took a sip in front of him. Then he handed the teacup to him and made a gesture of inviting him to drink tea.

Seeing this, Mo Huifeng finally dispelled his doubts.

Along the way, he ate bad food and drank dirty water from the mud pit.

At the moment, I could only smell the fragrant tea. After making sure that Mo Ye was fine after drinking it, he immediately picked up the tea cup and drank it all.

Compared with the dirty water in the mud pit, this tea is sweet and delicious, with endless aftertaste!

Mo Huifeng smacked his tongue, "It's indeed good tea!"

"Third brother, are you thirsty?"

"Well, your followers didn't give me food or drink during this trip."

Seeing that Mo Ye seemed to be seriously reminiscing with him and not mentioning Yuan Bao, Mo Huifeng began to put on airs and said, "Lao Qi, it's not the third brother who talks about you."

He glanced at Ruyu and said, "You are such a follower, so you can't do anything else."

Mo Ye poured him a cup of tea, "I wonder how my king's followers could offend Third Brother?"

Mo Huifeng picked up the teacup, drank it all in one gulp, and then handed the teacup to Mo Ye naturally.

The meaning is obvious: Pour tea for me!

Seeing this, I feel like I can't breathe anymore.

Just as he was about to step forward, he was turned away by Mo Ye's eyes.

Mo Ye calmly poured another cup of tea for Mo Huifeng.

Mo Huifeng took a few sips and placed the "Three Princes" music sheet, "You follower, you don't take this king seriously at all! If you ask me, such an unruly follower should have his hands broken."

foot!"

Ruyu on the side felt as if a dog was beeping: "..."

He wanted to rush over and kill Mo Huifeng directly.

But with his master in front of him, he didn't dare to make any mistakes.

Mo Ye chuckled lightly and filled up the tea for him, "What the third brother said is absolutely true."

Ruyu: "..."

Is the master going to burn bridges across the river?

Mo Huifeng slowed down his tea drinking, but still drank all the tea in the cup, "I have never had such an unruly and disrespectful follower before me!"

"Third brother, there are no followers around him now."

Mo Ye said calmly and filled up the tea for him.

Not to mention being a follower who has no respect for his superiors, Mo Huifeng has no followers at all to do his job, okay?!

Mo Huifeng's old face turned red and he said in a loud voice, "I am used to being clean, and I don't need anyone to wait on me."

Even so, I still picked up the tea cup and drank it all.

"Third brother, do you still need to fill it up?"

Mo Ye looked at him deeply.

Meeting his gaze, Mo Huifeng's heart skipped a beat, and he had a bad feeling.

Is there anything wrong with this tea?

But then he thought about it, Mo Ye had just drank this tea...and he felt it carefully and found that he didn't feel any discomfort, so he felt relieved.

He nodded and Mo Ye filled it for him.

Mo Huifeng picked up the tea and took a few sips, then Mo Ye asked, "Ru Mo."

"How many cups of tea did the Third Prince drink?"

Ru Mo quickly stepped forward and replied, "Master, the third prince drank seven cups of tea in total!"

"very good."

A cold smile slowly appeared on Mo Ye's face, "Get the knife."

Mo Huifeng's expression changed and he stood up in a hurry. Because of his panic, he moved too much and knocked over the teacup in front of him, causing the tea to flow all over the table and the floor.
Chapter completed!