The Whitewashing Plan of the Vicious Villain

Chapter 308 Crime [Happy New Year’s Day!]

After saying these words, Han Qingyan's originally violently fluctuating heart slowly calmed down and became calm.

Her feelings for Mo Jiu should not have existed in the beginning, but when she discovered it, she had already fallen into it and it was difficult to extricate herself.

Now, Pei Feng has given her a reason to cut off this relationship, which is equivalent to pulling her out of the quagmire.

Han Qingyan stared deeply at Pei Feng and said again: "Give me time, I will let him die in pain."

Pei Feng turned around, broke away from Han Qingyan's hand, and said hoarsely: "Okay, I believe you."

She didn't know if Han Qingyan had feelings for this tyrant, but at least at this moment, she saw determination in her eyes.

"But it's not enough for him to die in pain. The price he has to pay for what he has done is far more than that." Pei Feng's eyes turned red. "He must bear all the crimes he committed. He must plead guilty! Let the world see it."

, what inhuman things this tyrant did, all these things should be left in the record, and he should be nailed to the pillar of shame in history!"

Han Qingyan's heart moved slightly, Pei Feng wanted to make Mo Jiu infamy for thousands of years, and he would not be able to rest in peace even if he died.

Her firm heart wavered slightly again, but looking at Pei Feng's blood-red eyes, her pain was infected by her, and the faces of Wang Feng's group of people seemed to appear clearly in front of her eyes.

They were originally bright red lives. Even the cruelest battlefield could not save their lives. The most bloodthirsty enemy was no match for them. In the end, they died in the hands of their own people...

The flashing look in Han Qingyan's eyes was cold and ruthless: "Let that tyrant issue a self-indictment, a real self-indictment."

It is not that emperors in the past have never issued edicts to offend themselves, but they were essentially issued out of desperation in order to win sympathy and win over the people. The feeling of self-blame would not be more than three points.

But here, it refers more to listing all the crimes Mo Jiu has committed. It is not to review, and he has no chance to reflect on it. It is to let everyone in the world know his true face, and then be nailed to the pillar of shame. After death, he will also

Scorned by countless people!

But what's the point? He's already dead, why do he care about his reputation after death? Besides, even if the tyrant cares, when he kills his sister, patricide, and kills a woman, he should have thought of everything in the future. This ending will be his own.

Found it.

"Okay." Pei Feng finally felt relieved. She saw the cold military commander who calmly planned and commanded on the eve of the war.

She always has this look on her face when dealing with her enemies.

"The bodies of Wang Feng and the others are already on their way back..." Pei Feng paused and wanted to say something else, but after all, sadness overflowed her chest, leaving her speechless. She could only express her gratitude to Ye Rumeng.

The hatred is so strong that it almost turns into reality.

crackle.

All the bones in her body crackled: "I want that woman... to pay with blood!"

…

Mo Jiu opened his eyes, he was already full of sleep.

'I have an ominous premonition...'

He seemed to wake up naturally, but also seemed to wake up in advance because of what might happen next.

The system rolled its eyes: 'What are you thinking about? You can't predict the future.'

At most, it can only calculate the future a few seconds later, and the accuracy is not high. It doesn't believe that the host can do it, huh.

Mo Jiu was helpless: 'I didn't say I could predict the future, it was just a premonition.'

But what he didn't say was that he felt that his premonition was accurate, and there might be some luck involved. It just depends on what happens next.

Feeling that something was wrong, Mo Jiu waited for a long time, but nothing happened. He felt sleepy and fell asleep again.

For a long time, Mo Jiu seemed to feel something in her sleep. She opened her eyes drowsily and saw a blurry figure in front of her, standing beside the bed.

He woke up instantly, with a look of hatred in his eyes, and subconsciously moved some distance to the other side.

"You..." Mo Jiu opened her lips and wanted to say something, but she knew that she would be threatened by Han Qingyan again in the end, making all her struggles and resistance seem weak and ridiculous. It was better to obey and let

She finished early and left.

The words "You do it" were not uttered after all, so what was the difference between him and the prostitutes and men in the brothel?

Mo Jiu just tilted her head slightly, her eyes were slightly closed, and a strand of black hair fell down on her cheek, already in the posture of "please taste it".

Han Qingyan naturally knew what Mo Jiu was doing. In the past, she might have chuckled and then eaten him whole, but now she raised the corners of her lips and sneered: "Those ministers knew that His Majesty, who frightened them so much, would do this.

.Is it mean? He actually takes the initiative to seduce a woman."

Mo Jiu immediately opened her eyes and stared at her with shame and anger. After a moment, her eyes turned cold: "Then get out!"

If she hadn't forced him, he wouldn't have let her touch him at all.

"Your Majesty seems to have forgotten his identity again."

The familiar threatening words sounded again, and Mo Jiu looked slightly stagnant: "What do you want?"

If she wants to play with him, then he is already at her mercy. Does she have to have this threatening aspect to be satisfied? Seeing him being coerced can she feel pleasure?!

This is woman...

Han Qingyan's behavior was beyond Mo Jiu's expectations. She took out an edict from her arms: "The next edict is to sin against oneself."

She didn't add 'hope' or 'want', it was just such a short sentence, which was essentially a command!

Mo Jiu's face changed slightly, and as if he had expected it, he stretched out his hand: "Bring it over."

Han Qingyan seemed a little surprised by Mo Jiu's indifference, but her expression remained unchanged and she handed it over anyway.

Mo Jiu took it and looked at it for a while, then her expression finally changed: "Wang Feng, Zhou Wen, Zhao Tianxing... who are these people?"

How dare you mention them!

Han Qingyan's eyes instantly showed a trace of anger, and she said in a cold voice: "You are the one who killed me!"

"I didn't!" Mo Jiu's eyes became sharp, "I will admit the crimes I committed myself, but you can't put unwarranted crimes on my head!"

Seeing his aggressive and determined look, Han Qingyan was almost fooled by him.

"Okay!" She sneered, "Then I will let Your Majesty know what the crime is. They are all Pei Feng's most capable subordinates, and they are also the most trusted people by me and her, but now...now they are dead,

Die in the hands of that damn eunuch of yours!"

"Ru Meng?" After many days, Mo Jiu heard the news about Ye Rumeng again.

The corners of his lips couldn't help but twitch slightly, feeling a little happy that Ye Rumeng was still alive.

But looking at Han Qingyan's expression, which seemed to be about to erupt into overwhelming anger at any time, Mo Jiu pursed her lips and fell silent.

After thinking for a moment, he affirmed: "This is impossible."