That is to let Zhao Li experience the feeling of being a eunuch before his death.

This move was not something that Eleventh wanted, but he had no choice. Their prince brought Zhao Li back not only to make up for his merits, but also to punish him.

The prince’s punishment for him was to ask him to cut off Zhao Li’s disgusting thing with his own hands.

When Zhao Li died, he was completely unbelievable. When he took his last breath, he couldn't figure out why he ended up with such a miserable end.

Looking at Zhao Li indifferently, he took his last breath, and Mo Yunjing turned around and left calmly.

Eleven was completely relieved and almost couldn't help but vomit out disgusting.

Zhao Li's fate was all his own fault, and no one would sympathize with him, but he now sympathizes with him!

To be honest, he would rather have someone hit him directly. The injury to his butt was much better than his current situation. After seeing such disgusting things from Zhao Li, he even cut them down with his own hands. Now, as soon as he thinks about it, he wants to vomit.

It's over and it's over and it's over completely!

Eleven sighed in his heart, how could he eat before he completely forgot this scene?

I don’t know if the princess has the kind of potion that can make people forget something.

Eleven sighed deeply, and then asked someone to deal with Zhao Li's body quickly and take a look at it. Not to mention that he couldn't eat, he might spit out all the food he had eaten in the past decade.

...

This time Mo Yunjing did not go back to Jingtangyuan directly, but went to another yard to wash away the bloody smell on his body, and then dealt with some things in the study.

When he returned to Jingtangyuan, it was late at night, and An Xuetang was already asleep.

Afraid that it would wake her up, Mo Yunjing's movements were very light, but when he took off his coat and approached the bed, An Xuetang still woke up. She blinked. The moment she saw Mo Yunjing, the joy in her eyes was very obvious, "A Jing, you are back."

"Um."

Mo Yunjing responded, then took off her shoes and went to bed. As soon as she lay down, she naturally hugged her in her arms. An Xuetang's hands subconsciously supported his chest. The touch from her hands made her palms seem to be burning, and her cheeks became even hotter.

Mo Yunjing actually... took off his underwear?

He was still there, but his upper body was naked, so when An Xuetang touched his hands, she inevitably touched his skin. The hot palms of her palms were unnaturally rolled up, and her breathing became even tighter.

But Mo Yunjing didn't seem to realize that she was unnatural. He looked very calm, and the hand he placed on her waist clearly used some force to make the two of them closer.

An Xuetang pursed her lips and twisted unnaturally twice. Mo Yunjing said in a low voice, "Don't move anymore."

"!"

Listening to his obvious voice with other meanings, An Xuetang did not dare to move around. He was a little stiff at this moment.

Mo Yunjing didn't do anything randomly. He restrained himself. At this moment, his warm palm gently patted her back, wanting her to relax.

His movements did make An Xuetang relax gradually, and his body quickly softened. The two hugged each other silently, enjoying this moment of tranquility.

I don’t know how long it took, An Xuetang said, “A Jing, are you asleep?”

Mo Yunjing's chin rubbed against her head, his voice a little hoarse, "No."

"Did you kill Zhao Li?"

“…”

As expected, he couldn't hide anything from her, and there was no need to hide what he had done from her, so he calmly said 'um'.

An Xuetang sighed helplessly, and she knew that no one could stop the man from doing what he wanted to do. "What should I do with Xuanguo? If they let them know that Zhao Li died at our hands, would the Emperor of Xuanguo send troops to attack Tianba Kingdom in order to avenge Zhao Li?"
Chapter completed!