New Life of Broken Cedar - C56

Before Gu Moyan could respond, Zi Ye, who had been lying on the bed the entire time, seemed to have been dreaming of something terrifying. He mumbled, “Empress, don’t hurt the Empress. Everything is Zi Ye’s fault. The Emperor …”

The following words were buried in Zi Ye’s dream. He lay there, fiddling with his body in pain, as if he wanted to struggle free from this place.

Even the unconscious person lying on the bed could feel the danger, let alone Gu Moyan, who was standing in front of Mo Gu Han.

Nothing could stop him from killing these people. Mo Gu Han glanced at the bed, and as if there was a virus, he immediately dodged to the side. He still had the same smile on his face, unbridled. “Esteemed Gu, isn’t it a pity that you couldn’t protect that child?”

Mo Gu Han seemed to be tormenting him with every word he said. He wanted Mo Gu Han to know that he was powerless and that everything he did a few days ago was laughable. Everything he did was in vain and could not be compared to Mo Gu Han’s words.

“Abnormal!” Gu Moyan finally broke out into a fit of rage, but he didn’t make it too loud. Perhaps his earlier question had used up all his courage. It seemed rather ordinary, but in front of Mo Gu Han, it didn’t hurt at all.

“Yeah, I’m a freak, what about it?” Mo Gu was cold to the point that he seemed enjoying himself. His eyes revealed a smile, and the smile on his face widened. He played with the flute on his waist, and the flute moved nimbly on his fingertips.

It was just a single human life, but to Mo Gu Han, it was nothing more than a blade of grass he had passed by in his long life.

“Hehe, you can look at anything in the future. Gu Aifei, you have to hold on.” After a long while, Mo Gu Han finished playing with the flute in his hand and put it back on his waist. He turned around and walked out of the room, speaking as he did so.

“Mo Yan?” Are you all right? ” Ximen Qingfeng was breathing heavily. He knocked Mo Gu Han, who had just reached the door, away and went into the house.

He had just received a letter from his family, and the emperor had invited all the civil and military officials to Gu Moyan’s place. He had immediately rushed over, and only then did he learn that they had come to the guard’s residence, and he had hurriedly come over from there as if to catch a glimpse of Gu Moyan and see if he was alright.

You see how deeply they love each other. Mo Gu Han stopped in his tracks and leaned against the door frame. He looked at the two people inside and played with the flute in his hand.

Gu Moyan knew her status in front of Mo Gu Han. She took a few steps back from Ximen Qingfeng before regaining her footing. She only looked at him, her big eyes filled with helplessness and trust.

Ximen Qingfeng was slightly dissatisfied with Mo Gu Han’s ability to maintain such a distance. He had wanted to do it for Mo Gu Han to see. It could be seen that Gu Mo Yan was not going to cooperate with him.

Ximen Qingfeng also stood on the same spot. He signaled for him to sit down and then said, with a warm expression and a slight move of his lips, telling him not to panic. He knew that Mo Gu Han was standing at the door, watching them.

From afar came the sound of Treading on Snow’s voice and the silhouettes of two people walking side by side.

Very well, he’s back.

Mo Gu Han looked outside. The servant that he had sent out just now had brought back the meat patties that he had prepared. There was also Wu Qi. And what Wu Qi was holding in his hand, wasn’t it really his child’s corpse?

“Subordinate Wu Qi pays his respects to the Emperor. I didn’t know that the Emperor would be so disrespectful as to ask for his forgiveness.” Wu Qi half knelt in front of Mo Gu Han, holding up the thing he just helped little Si to present to Mo Gu Han.