"Ah..." Gentle screamed and hid on the side, wailing: "Grandpa, I know I'm wrong..."

"Wrong? Are you not just wrong?" Old Master Qing shouted loudly, and the vine in his hand slapped hard again: "You deserve to die..."

"Dad..." A woman in a gorgeous dress cried and rushed in with the help of a maid and a woman, with her head full of gold hairpins shaking: "What are you going to do? Are you going to beat her to death?"

"Get out..." Old Master Qing slapped a vine on her body and shouted: "The loving mother defeated her son, it was the result of your arrogant past. Today, we almost ruined our Qing family..."

"father……"

Before she could finish crying with a word, the old man sucked over again with a rattan stick.

"The people who came, they were tied up, they were tied up, and they all went to carry the thorns to apologize. If we could not escape this disaster, our Qing family would be waiting to be wiped out."

"Wait a moment……"

A faint low shout came from outside the door. Qingfeng carried his hands on his back and walked in gently.

"Grandpa, grandson has something to say."

"Feng'er?" Old Master Qing frowned immediately, and then said coldly: "I know you love your sister the most, but there is no room for negotiation on this matter. So, what do you have to say? Let me come back after I take your sister to apologize for guilt."

Gingrou seemed to see a savior, and quickly cried and crawled to Qingfeng's legs, hugging his legs and not letting go.

"Brother, save me, I didn't mean it..."

The noble lady also cried and begged: "Feng'er, if you want to find a way to save your sister, or she will die of life..."

Mr. Qing suddenly stood up and shouted loudly: "Come here, I've tied up the lady..."

As his words fell, several big men in green suddenly surged out of the door. The target he was rushing to was not scared into a lust, but the old man in his eyes.

"What are you doing?"

Mr. Qing instantly noticed something wrong and his face changed: "Feng'er, what are you going to do?"

"The grandson wanted to say something to grandpa," Qingfeng waved his hand and signaled the big man to invite the others out of the door, and sat down leisurely on the Grand Master's chair on one side: "After saying it, grandpa will decide what to do."

"Feng'er, what happened?" Old Master Qing sat down on the chair with deep breaths, "You have always been steady, why are you so reckless today?"

"Grandpa also knows that grandson has always been sensible in his work, so he will kill and report some things. Now he tells grandpa..."

"What the hell happened?"

Qingfeng picked up a cup of tea on the table, took a sip, lowered his eyes and put down the tea cup in his hand: "Does grandpa know what kind of punishment your sister will receive?"

Old Master Qing's breathing suddenly stopped and said in a deep voice: "Even if she is unintentional, she is suspected of killing the prince. I am afraid that... the crime of death can be avoided, and the crime of living cannot be escaped."

"Don't grandpa think that my sister's death sentence is inevitable?" A sudden ruthlessness flashed in Qingfeng's eyes: "And grandpa should also know that the king now has long been afraid of our Qing family. If it weren't for his father's side and guarding the side, and his grandson had all the military power in the royal city, would you think the king would still show mercy to our subordinates?"

"Grandpa has long known what you said, so he married your sister to the prince to ease the relationship between us and also shows our loyalty to the family."

"But grandpa hasn't seen it clearly yet?" Qingfeng looked at his grandpa calmly, and there was a gloomy light in his eyes: "Even if she didn't believe in others' words and poison the prince, she would marry a grand future and marry into the royal family smoothly. At that time, it would not be able to ease our relationship, because Mo Zhi had no intention of treating my sister well..."

"Feng'er, what are you going to say?" Old Master Qing's face changed slightly: "You won't... you want to be ruthless, right?"

"Grandpa, the four words "Big Blame" depend on how you understand it."

A strange smile appeared on Qingfeng's lips: "The great rebellion in grandfather's mouth is a rebellion against the regicide, but the grandson understood it not."

"What do you want to say?"

"The Canglan royal family and the Mo family's descendants are more than Mo's one person... Grandpa understands what I mean, right?"

"Feng'er..." Old Master Qing suddenly stood up in shock: "You're crazy..."

"It's grandfather who is old and timid, not grandson who is crazy..." Qingfeng still looked at his grandfather calmly: "As time goes by, grandfather's courage is no longer as strong as in previous years..."

"This is a serious crime of raiding a house and extermination," Old Master Qing shouted: "This is not a matter of courage..."

"What are grandpa afraid of?" Qingfeng suddenly stood up and said in a deep voice: "Grandpa, don't think that grandson is a momentary intent, or is it a person fighting alone?"

His words made Old Master Qing understand something in an instant, and a sharp flashed deep in his eyes: "You mean..."

"Grandpa Don't worry, there is more than one person behind us..."

Mr. Qing suddenly fell heavily in the chair, his eyes flashing, "Who else among you?"

A smile appeared quietly on the corner of Qingfeng's lips, and he turned around and poured a cup of tea, and presented his hands to Mr. Qing.

"Grandpa, have a cup of tea, let's think about it slowly... the next move, how should we do..."

...

Looking at Mo Zhi who was breathing well on the bed, the queen held her son's hand anxiously and looked back at Feng Qingcheng who was sitting calmly on the side and drinking tea.

"Sister, is he okay? Why haven't he woken up yet?"

"If his wound needs to be restored, he must absorb the medicinal properties of herbs. Those medicinal properties will accelerate his skin's ability to grow, but there is also a side effect, which is that it will make people sleep until the medicinal properties disappear..."

"But it's been so long..."

"Say that," Feng Qingcheng suddenly smiled and raised his eyes to Mo Zhi, "It's not impossible to wake the prince at this time, but forcing him to wake up at this time will break the absorption of the herbs, which means that it will leave toxicity in his body... Does sister still want him to wake up?"

"No..." The queen waved her hands nervously and said, "Let's wake up naturally, wake up naturally..."

"Mother's Queen..." Mo Zhi suddenly murmured softly: "What did you make a noise early in the morning...?"

"Zhi'er?" The queen immediately shouted in surprise: "Are you awake?"

Mo Zhi opened his eyes leisurely and looked at his mother. For a moment, he looked a little confused: "My mother...what are you doing in my room?"
Chapter completed!