"Mo Jingyue, you dare!!"

Although Feng Yue was shocked that Wei Lin was Mo Xuanchen, he was also shocked that the prince had entered the southern territory. However, after hearing Mo Jingyue's words, he suddenly stepped forward and blocked Mo Xuanchen with a long spear.

"The prince is the blood of the old prince and the legitimate branch of the Mo family. Do you dare to touch him?"

Mo Jingyue sneered: "Small boy, why don't I dare?"

"You beast!"

Feng Yue was furious, "If the old prince hadn't picked you up, you would have been dead long ago. It was the old prince who taught you to become a talent and let you join the army, would you be ungrateful?"

"And you guys..."

Feng Yue glared at Mo Jingyue and the people behind him, "You Mo family members have received some kindness from the old prince. I forgot all the words that you swear to be loyal to the prince back then, or did you forget that you were also surnamed Mo, but now you want to follow Mo Jingyue to help the evildoer to end the Mo family's successor?"

"Are you worthy of the old prince?!"

The crowd was quiet for a moment, but a middle-aged man following Mo Jingyue came forward.

"General Feng is wrong. We are indeed loyal to the old prince, but the old prince has been there for many years. After he leaves, will hundreds of thousands of soldiers in the southern border not survive?"

Hearing Yanqing was Mo Jingyue's loyalty. Like Fang Xu, he had long hated Emperor Jing and wanted his prince to rebel.

Now that he has rebelled, Feng Yue will not disrupt the morale of the army.

"In recent years, the prince took us and others to the bloody battlefield. The eldest son and the second son fought side by side with us to repel the enemy. He Mo Xuanchen lived in a high bed and soft pillow in the capital. The white skin and flesh they raised had long softened their bones. Now he plans to personally hand over everything in the southern border to the court to flatter Emperor Jing."

"How can a person like him be a descendant of the Mo family, and how can he be worthy of making us obey?"

Hearing the words, he said sternly, "When the old prince was alive, he said that the army never talks about his background, but only about his achievements."

"The ancestors of the Mo family were just beggars back then, and the Murong royal family started out in chaos. People in this world have always been able to live in. Compared to Mo Xuanchen, I look at the eldest son, the second son is more suitable to be this prince."

"You!" Feng Yue glared, "You clearly have ambition..."

"So what? Who doesn't want a good future when they join the army?"

Hearing Yanqing turned his head and looked behind him, and encouraged everyone to shout loudly.

"Brothers, we have been fighting on the battlefield for many years and we have achieved it today. Mo Xuanchen, a mere child, wanted to pick peaches halfway through Zuyin. I was the first to be dissatisfied when I heard this."

"The prince has an order. If you kill Feng Yue and Mo Xuanchen, the prince will definitely receive a reward!!"

Almost all of his confidants were brought out of the southern territory by Mo Jingyue. Even if there were one or two people who still remembered Mr. Mo, they were still swayed by Wen Yanqing's words.

Seeing that Feng Yue wanted to say something, Mo Xuanchen reached out to stop him: "No need to say it, they must get rid of me today."

Huang Ying covered her injured arm and looked pale: "King of Zhennan, are you going to rebel?"

Mo Jingyue: "It's you and King Hui, Mo Xuanchen plots against me first!"

Huang Ying said anxiously: "You misunderstood. We have never planned to deal with you, and we don't know that Wei Lin is Prince Mo..."

"Do you know what's happening in Chunyang Pavilion? Do you know if he conspires with Wei Runan?"

"I……"

"You are all here on the day Fang Xu was scolded by the stick, have you ever made a distinction for my son?"

Huang English stuffy.

Seeing this, Mo Jingyue sarcastically said: "Since you have the intention to plot, don't blame me for being cruel. If you are unwilling to give up, you will be scheming with Mo Xuanchen when you go to Huangquan. Who will let him take advantage of you?"

Huang Ying's face turned pale.

Compared to Huang Ying's fear, Chen Fengan was much more indifferent. He had long seen that Mo Jingyue had the intention to kill them, and Mo Xuanchen probably conspired with the second prince on his back on this trip. If he wanted to interfere in the military power of the Southern Front, they would definitely have the intention to kill Mo Jingyue.

The grudge between Mo Xuanchen and Mo Jingyue is hard to settle, and no one who has the upper hand today will stop.

Chen Fengan did not have expectations for Mo Jingyue like Huang Ying. Thinking of convincing him to "turn back", he just turned his head and said to Mo Xuanchen: "Criminal Mo, what should we do?"

Feng Yue said in a cold voice: "Kill out!"

"I want to fight out, dream!"

Mo Xiyuan sneered. So many of them surrounded the entire Yushan County, and even Mo Xuanchen's reinforcements were blocked by them. If these people were still asked to kill them, they would have been in vain for so many years. It would be better to just take off their heads and give them to them.

Mo Xuanchen smiled slightly: "Is it a dream? Then give it a try."

Mo Xiyuan was angry: "Kill them!!"

The crowd flocked to the top, and Feng Yue was on the way.

Just as the two sides were about to hand over, Mo Jingyue suddenly heard a scream.

"Father!"

Mo Jingyue was shocked: "Stop!!"

"Prince..."

"I'll tell you to stop!"

Mo Jingyue shouted angrily at Wen Yanqing.

Wen Yanqing frowned tightly and stopped, and the others froze. When Mo Jingyue looked up, he saw someone walking out from behind Mo Xuanchen, holding a girl with long hair draped over her shoulders in her hand.

The girl was wearing a gorgeous red dress that was already very dirty, with her tied hairbands scattered, and her little face was covered with stains.

Her eyes were red from crying. When she was being dragged by someone with her arms, she looked at Mo Jing and his son in the crowd opposite, and was shocked and scared.

"Father, brother, save me..."

"Yiling!" Mo Xiyuan didn't expect to see his little sister here. He suddenly glared at the opposite side, his eyes shattered, "Mo Xuanchen, you are despicable!!"

Mo Xuanchen looked cold: "No matter how despicable it is, it is not as despicable as your father."

"My father will never do such a dirty thing..."

"That's not necessarily. Maybe your father will be even more vulgar. Second uncle, are you right?"

Mo Jingyue's pupils trembled as he heard Mo Xuanchen's words, and when the corners of his mouth were pursed, his knuckles turned white.

He looked at the crying little daughter's little daughter's head, and the clothes Mo Yiling was wearing were the ones he wore when he went to the Biezhuang that night, the same hair ornaments, the same dress, and even the garlands she hung on her neck had not been taken off.

He still remembers the appearance of his youngest daughter acting cute with him at that time, and also remembers the beautiful face of the man in the other village when he looked at them with a smile.

That night, Mo Jingyue was going to prepare for leaving the next day. He left the village after dinner before he could finish the night, but he didn't expect Mo Xuanchen and the others to go there.

Yiling was captured by them, the people in the other village...

Mo Jingyue raised her eyes and met Mo Xuanchen's sarcastic gaze, feeling chill all over.

He really knew.

He knew everything.

Mo Xuanchen looked at Mo Yiling who was crying in a mess, and held the wooden handle of the spear to lift her tender little face: "It is said that good bamboo shoots are produced in the bamboo of the King of Zhennan. The second uncle gave birth to a fairy-like little daughter. She has held it in her palm for so many years and looks like a treasure. Now she looks really beautiful. It's a pity whether she can live depends entirely on whether her father really loves her."

He turned his head and looked at Mo Jingyue with a smile.
Chapter completed!