The Whitewashing Plan of the Vicious Villain

Chapter 346 Feed me

"Really, really?" Han Qingyan said in disbelief.

She subconsciously felt that Mo Jiu would not really forgive her. Until the last moment, His Majesty's hatred for her was deep into his bones. How could he suddenly become so gentle and intend to forgive her?

But knowing that this might be a trap, Han Qingyan was still bewitched by Mo Jiu's breath, and she wanted to agree.

Even if His Majesty's forgiveness was just to deceive her, she would be satisfied if she could stay in the palace and not leave His Majesty's side.

"What does Your Majesty want me to promise..."

Mo Jiu put her fingers on Han Qingyan's lips, and the soft pads of her fingers made her heart feel weakly.

"Don't ask, just agree."

It smelled more and more like a conspiracy, but Han Qingyan still had no hesitation: "I agree."

"What a good dog." Mo Jiu patted Han Qingyan's cheek, neither lightly nor hard, making two "slap" sounds.

Han Qingyan pursed her lips and allowed Mo Jiu to humiliate her wantonly.

No matter what happens, it will never hurt His Majesty more than she did.

Han Qingyan's obedience made Mo Jiu's eyes turn cold again, and she slowly stood up.

"Kneel down like this."

He lay down on the dragon couch.

Han Qingyan did as she was told and knelt there motionless, letting the blood on her body gradually solidify and form blood scabs.

Probably because she was worried about Mo Jiu, Ye Rumeng came back quickly. After a moment of burning incense, she returned to the palace. She saw Mo Jiu lying on the bed and Han Qingyan still kneeling on the ground. She secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Mo Jiu sat up: "So fast?"

"Your Majesty." Ye Rumeng paused, glanced at Han Qingyan, and continued, "I found that the relationship between the two of them... seems to be somewhat different."

She described what she saw word for word.

Lin Muxin was very close to the boy, and the former was teaching the latter some simple medical knowledge.

This scene looked and sounded ordinary, but Mo Jiu laughed happily: "Then you don't need to take action, just let them develop freely."

He understands Lin Muxin's character, but he doesn't have the slightest respect for Han Qingyan, let alone an ordinary person with no identity? No, she should have the same attitude towards everyone, neither cold nor familiar. She doesn't want to be with Yaoxian

Too many contacts with people outside the valley.

Just for such a person, he is willing to teach others knowledge. Doesn’t this mean anything?

"Your best friend is about to lose the person he loves most."

Han Qingyan felt very bitter in her heart. She couldn't stop it, and she couldn't stop it, because this was her destined future.

Moreover, she felt as if this sentence was telling her that she might completely lose His Majesty at any time unless she agreed to his request.

"It's time to have dinner." Mo Jiu turned to look at Han Qingyan, "Master Han, don't you give orders to your cronies?"

Han Qingyan immediately understood that His Majesty wanted her cronies to see her current appearance.

How she has humiliated His Majesty in the past must be paid back in full now.

But Han Qingyan only remained silent for a moment, then called two of his cronies to come in.

"Master National Preceptor..."

The two pushed the door open and entered, and then their words stopped abruptly. They looked at Han Qingyan, who was covered in blood and kneeling on the ground. They stared blankly for a while, and their eyes suddenly turned cold: "What did you do to the Imperial Master?!

"

"Shut up." Han Qingyan scolded her coldly, causing the anger of the two cronies to dissipate.

"But, Master National Preceptor..."

"Okay." Han Qingyan's face was calm. Except for her pale face, the blood-stained face gave her a sense of oppression that she could not disobey. "Bring the food here, Your Majesty is ready to eat."

"Yes." The two said solemnly.

"The guards guarding the door of my palace are so loyal to Master Han, haha." Mo Jiu chuckled, but he was more mocking than angry.

Now that the entire palace is full of Han Qingyan's people, even if he is angry, there is no point unless he can kill everyone, but besides Ye Rumeng, how many people can he command?

"Their loyalty to me is the same as my loyalty to His Majesty." Han Qingyan whispered.

Ye Rumeng suddenly said coldly: "Fart!"

Han Qingyan glanced at Ye Rumeng coldly. Just because she surrendered to His Majesty did not mean that she would change her attitude towards this person.

But the next moment, Mo Jiu's eyes turned cold, containing a warning, and Han Qingyan's aura immediately weakened, she lowered her head and remained silent, enduring the pain in her heart.

A group of people came in one after another carrying food. They were all shocked when they saw Han Qingyan kneeling on the ground. One person even accidentally broke the plate.

Behind her were two of Han Qingyan's most trusted confidants. They thought that the Imperial Master would stand up in front of so many people, but who knew that she was still kneeling there.

Their faces turned red with anger and they stared at Mo Jiu. They really didn't take the current emperor seriously.

How could Ye Rumeng let them be so disrespectful to Mo Jiu?

The cold aura spread, as if it had turned into something as real as lacquer and ink, covering everyone here. Their beautiful eyes condensed: "Forgot who is your Majesty?"

"Okay." Han Qingyan stopped the two people who were on the verge of breaking out. They really didn't take Mo Jiu seriously anymore. After all, she didn't take him seriously before. As subordinates, they would naturally do the same.

Subtly.

In the final analysis, this was actually caused by her behavior.

Han Qingyan knelt there, not ashamed to look at the group of people, and said calmly: "Just put the food on the table."

The two cronies leaned forward and wanted to say something, but Han Qingyan's eyes warned them and they had no choice but to leave the palace in humiliation.

When the adults they respect are humiliated, they feel the same way.

Mo Jiu looked at the door quietly until it was closed, then she spoke calmly: "The respect they have for me is the respect you have for me. Master Han, am I right?"

"wrong."

Mo Jiu didn't bother to question her anymore and remained silent for a long time: "Hey me."

Han Qingyan's hands moved subconsciously, and then she and Ye Rumeng looked at each other inexplicably. They both saw the confusion in each other's eyes, and then they understood who Mo Jiu was talking about.

Ye Rumeng's heartbeat suddenly accelerated: "Your Majesty, is this really okay for me..."

Mo Jiu sighed softly, but her eyes were helpless and soft: "I gave you a chance, but you refused to seize it."

As soon as these words came out, even if Ye Rumeng no longer dared to go beyond Mo Jiu, she understood what he meant. She almost picked up the bowls and chopsticks from the table with some gravity, picked up some translucent bean sprouts, and trembled slightly.

Passed it to Mo Jiu's mouth: "Your Majesty."

At this moment, there were some slippery beads of sweat on her palms.

Mo Jiu blinked slowly, opened her lips slightly, and ate a few bean sprouts.