He Zhiran deliberately shook the wine bottle in his hand: "Your Majesty, the wine is gone."
At this moment, Nan Qi wanted to kick He Zhiran out of the window. However, his goal had not been achieved yet, so he had to continue to endure.
"Come here, bring me another bottle of wine."
It's a pity that another pot of wine will not be a Yuanyang wine pot.
Nan Qi thought that when the new jug was delivered, He Zhiran would no longer have to hold on to the mandarin duck jug. He would always find an opportunity to pour the poisonous wine into Mo Jiuye's cup.
Unexpectedly, He Zhiran didn't follow the routine at all, and even stopped pouring wine for them...
Not only that, she also put the wine bottle in her hand.
"I've been busy for a long time, and I'm really hungry."
As she said that, she started to eat the dishes on the table with a smile.
Nan Qi was almost angered to death by He Zhiran.
For the sake of the overall situation, he tried hard to suppress the anger in his heart and continued to exchange cups with Mo Jiuye.
Mo Jiuye felt that the heat was almost there, so he took the initiative and said:
"Do you still remember the crescent-shaped birthmark on my left shoulder?"
Nan Qi nodded a little drunkenly: "Of course I remember that when we were children, we often secretly went to my father's hot spring pool to bathe. I also told you that your birthmark was very special."
Mo Jiuye carefully observed the changes in Nan Qi's expression and continued:
"Do you know what that birthmark says?"
Nan Qi raised his eyebrows: "It's just a birthmark, what can you say?"
Mo Jiuye said in a deep voice: "That is the unique mark of a boy from my Mo family. For generations, every male in the Mo family will have the crescent-shaped birthmark on his left shoulder after birth."
Nan Qi was stunned.
"You said this is a birthmark unique to boys from the Mo family?"
"Yes, the crescent-shaped birthmark is a unique sign of a boy from the Mo family." Mo Jiuye affirmed.
Nan Qi had already fallen into deep thought. He didn't know why Mo Jiuye mentioned the birthmark to him. Did he know something?
Soon, Nan Qi ruled out this possibility.
If he hadn't overheard this matter in his mother's palace, probably only his mother and her two confidants would have known about it in this life.
Mo Jiuye couldn't possibly know his motive for killing him.
But why did Mo Jiuye suddenly mention the birthmark on his body?
In order to understand Mo Jiuye's intention, Nan Qi also asked this question.
Mo Jiuye chose to mention the birthmark because she wanted to resolve the misunderstanding between them and Nan Qi.
"I'm telling you this just to let you know that I, Mo Jiuye, am a direct descendant of the Mo family, and there is no possibility of being swapped."
At this time, Nan Qi's expression completely changed.
"What on earth do you know?"
Mo Jiuye still maintained an unfazed look.
"Although you and I can no longer be the good brothers we used to talk about everything, I, Mo Jiuye, have always been upright and aboveboard, especially with you. I don't want any misunderstanding.
I must have made my words very clear, and I also hope that you are not the target of hatred in my heart."
After a pause, Mo Jiuye stood up and said, "That's all I have to say. I believe you are also a smart person and will figure this out."
Seeing Mo Jiuye was about to leave, Nan Qi immediately stopped him.
"Wait, let's speak clearly before we leave."
Mo Jiuye had already pulled He Zhiran to the door. When they heard Nan Qi's voice, the two of them stopped.
Mo Jiuye turned around and said, "Isn't what I said clear enough?"
Nan Qi still doesn’t give up.
"Tell me, what do you know?"
Mo Jiuye has been able to confirm that the things that He Zhiran told him about Nan Qi's possible swap did indeed exist, and it was indeed because of this that Nan Qi killed him.
Although he has resolved the misunderstanding about the package swap, he has revealed that he knows other people's secrets. Going around and around, he always gives people a reason to hunt him down.
In desperation, Mo Jiuye could only return to his position and do his best.
"What I can tell you now is that I have known about this since I was very young. I regard you as a brother, and whether it is true or not, I have never mentioned it to outsiders.
If you hadn't sent someone to kill me, I wouldn't have even mentioned it to you personally."
Nan Qi held his head in his hands, his eyes already turning red.
In order to prevent him from jumping over the wall in a hurry, He Zhiran picked up the mandarin duck wine flask on the table.
In front of Nan Qi, she pressed the button and a glass of poisonous wine came out.
"Your Highness King Qi, this wine flask of yours is indeed a good one. It must be worth a lot of money, right?"
Nan Qi's eyes widened and he looked at He Zhiran in disbelief.
"you……"
He Zhiran smiled, but the smile did not reach his eyes.
"King Qi really went to great lengths to take my husband's life. It must have been very difficult to get this mandarin duck wine pot, right?"
Nan Qi almost vomited a mouthful of old blood. If he hadn't been afraid of Mo Jiuye, he would have killed this hateful woman without hesitation.
He Zhiran ignored Nan Qi's murderous gaze and slowly took out a small paper bag from his sleeve.
She opened the small paper bag and found white powder inside.
"Has His Highness King Qi ever heard of a poison called Seven Days Down?"
Nan Qi pointed to the packet of medicinal powder in disbelief and asked: "Is this a seven-day pour?"
This poison, poured in seven days, is very rare in Dashun. It is definitely the best choice for killing people invisible.
The so-called seven-day fall, as the name suggests, anyone who is poisoned by this poison will not feel any discomfort in the body, and there will be no signs until death on the seventh day.
Even the doctors couldn't find out the cause of death.
Thinking of this, Nan Qi felt lingering fear. If he was really poisoned, he would definitely die...
He Zhiran did not answer directly, but asked: "If I had just put this medicinal powder into your wine glass, who would know that you died in my hands?"
After a pause, He Zhiran continued: "If my husband hadn't thought about the brotherhood between you, do you think you could still live to the eighth day?"
In fact, the packet of medicinal powder in He Zhiran's hand was just ordinary flour. She had indeed heard of the seven-day pour, but she did not make the formula herself. Moreover, she heard that this poison was extremely precious and even had no market price.
She only wanted to let Nan Qi know by doing this that they had no murderous intentions towards him, let alone spreading his secret.
Although Mo Jiuye didn't know where He Zhiran got the seven-day pour, he took the opportunity to say:
"With my ability, it's not difficult for you to take it for seven days silently.
Thinking of our past friendship, I let you go today, and I hope you will do the same."
After listening to what the two said, Nan Qi had to reconsider the credibility between him and Mo Jiuye.
No matter which angle you analyze it from, Mo Jiuye is telling the truth.
First of all, he knew Mo Jiuye's character very well, and Mo Jiuye was an upright and honest gentleman.
He knew his secret very early and never revealed it to outsiders.
This not only shows that Mo Jiuye was protecting himself, but also shows that the person who switched contracts with him was indeed not Mo Jiuye.