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Mo Xun: "Xiao Liu, I'm awesome, right?"

Ningxu: "Tsk, if I take action, will you have a share?"

Mo Xi: "What are you blowing?"

Ningxu looked at Mo Xi with a tangled expression, "I blow?"

Mo Xi disagreed, "What else?"

Ningxu thought it was too ridiculous. "I am traveling as the Mo family's martial arts master!"

Mo Xun: "Yes, Xiaowu, has no one told you that the Yuluo sword technique in our family has been improved to a higher level with the guidance of Xiaoliu."

Mo Xi's expression changed slightly when he heard this, "What do you mean?"

"Oh my! That's right!" Prince Mo clapped his hands suddenly, "I forgot to tell Xiaowu. Look at my memory. When Xiaoliu was practicing sword, Xiaowu had already entered the palace, right? It's normal that Xiaowu didn't know. It's normal." Prince Mo was trying to smooth things over, as he was afraid that the younger generations would fight.

Mo Xi felt bad when she heard this. She had heard that Ru Meng was traveling because she had done a favor for the Mo family, but how could she know that this was true? During that time, rumors spread in the palace that Ru Meng was a witch who bewitched the emperor. She naturally thought that this was an excuse the emperor made for Ru Meng. Who knew? No one told her!

Mo Xi: "Grandpa, are you saying that the rumor that Ru Meng knows the Feather Falling Sword Technique is true?"

Prince Mo: "Xiaowu, do you know?"

Mo Xi: "I thought it was an excuse that Big Brother made for her to stay in the harem..."

Mo Xun found this a little funny, "Oh! What an excuse! Only a little fool like you can believe this story about a witch! When Xiaoliu was practicing sword in Prince Mo's mansion, no one could beat her! Everyone in the mansion knows it."

Mo Xi: "Why didn't you tell me earlier?"

I was so foolish to think that I could protect Rumeng and my brother the Emperor just now...

Mo Xun: "We assume you know... Let Xiaoliu compensate you! Let her be your sparring partner!"

Ningxu: "What do you want from me?"

It’s strange, why are the people here superstitious and not feudal?

Mo Xi looked at Ru Meng unnaturally. Can this person really help me improve my Yu Luo swordsmanship? "Then, I will reluctantly agree to it."

Ningxu stared at Mo Xi with eyes wide open, her face full of disbelief, "You're still reluctant to accompany me to practice swordplay with you?"

Mo Xun stood between the two of them again, trying to smooth things over. "Oh, I was wrong, I was wrong. It's an honor, it's an honor. Xiaoliu, you should accompany Xiaowu. You still need to have some martial arts skills when you go out, right?" "And Xiaowu, you don't want to be the last one, right? It's good to have someone to help you improve your swordsmanship. We're all happy, ah."

When the Third Master finished his work and returned to the carriage, he saw Ningxu with a stern face, looking both reluctant and arrogant. Mo Xi looked at Ningxu cautiously, wanting to reconcile with her but unable to do so. Mo Xun tried to persuade the two of them, but the two women just ignored him.

The assassin's matter came to an end, and everyone set out on their journey again. In the Prince Lin's mansion, Prince Lin was busy in the kitchen when a subordinate came to report that the Huacheng government had escorted a stowaway back and was being transported to the prison.

While lifting the lid of the pot and stirring the food in the pot with a spatula, Prince Lin asked, "Who else knows this news?"

Subordinates: "Prime Minister Bai's chief steward has gone to the prison."

General Bai, a member of the Bai family's side branch, and the commander-in-chief of the Bai family's army.

King Lin took the food out of the pot and waved to his subordinates, who came to his side. King Lin whispered something in his ears, and the subordinates ran out of the kitchen to do something important.

Prince Lin continued to busy himself in the kitchen preparing meals for his wife at a leisurely pace.

When Chief Steward Bai and his men arrived at the capital's prison, the Huacheng officials were tying a foreigner to a prison chair. When they saw Chief Steward Bai and his men coming, they just glanced at them and did not stop their work.

Seeing these people dare to ignore him like this, Manager Bai felt a little embarrassed, "Who are you? Who are you escorting?"

The Huacheng official then looked up at Manager Bai. Hearing his questioning tone, he was a little displeased and asked, "Are you Prince Lin?"

Manager Bai straightened his back and adjusted his clothes, saying confidently, "No."

A trace of impatience flashed across the face of the leader of the Huacheng government. "I'm sorry, but that lord has instructed that this man be handed over to Prince Lin for disposal."

Chief Steward Bai: "I am a close confidant of the Prime Minister! I am more than qualified to judge these foreigners!"

Manager Bai pointed at the foreigner in exasperation. The man tied to a chair smiled at him provocatively, as if he was not aware of his current situation at all. He thought that no one could pry open his mouth and ask what they wanted, so he sat on the chair very comfortably.

His leisurely and contented look irritated Chief Steward Bai. It was infuriating that the people in Huacheng government didn't take him seriously. How could a criminal like him be so presumptuous to him? ! Today he had to personally try this man! He would be forced to choose between life and death!

Chief Steward Bai said to the bailiffs in Huacheng, "Now that you have escorted the criminal to his place, you may leave. I will hand this man over to you."

Huacheng officials: "No."

"What did you say?"

Manager Bai looked at the person opposite him in disbelief. The two sides were facing each other in the prison, neither of them giving in.

Huacheng officials: "We will only hand the person over to Prince Lin, and we don't believe what others say."

Chief Steward Bai: "I am the Prime Minister's confidant! How can you local officials act so presumptuously in front of me?"

Although Lord Lin has now surrendered to the Prime Minister's Mansion, Chief Steward Bai is not stupid enough to bring this matter to light. Everyone in the capital knows that Prime Minister Bai has used Lord Lin's hand to cover up everything, and few people dare to confront Prime Minister Bai. But these people are from Huacheng and are stubborn.

The Huacheng official shook his head and said, "No."

"you!……"

The two sides confronted each other, and the foreigners sat on their chairs and watched the show.

He didn't say a word during the whole journey, even if the evidence was placed in front of him, he would not speak. Because he knew the laws of the Tianle Dynasty, as long as the person did not plead guilty and there was no direct evidence, lynching was not allowed. Moreover, he was a foreigner, and once lynching was used against him, the news would be reported back to Dongling State, and there would definitely be someone to seek justice for him. In that way, their goal would be achieved.

"Master He is here!"

Just as Chief Steward Bai was arguing with the Huacheng government, a report came from outside the door.

Boss He, dressed in official uniform, led the jailers forward with great momentum and intimidating aura.

Manager Bai looked slightly embarrassed, and soon cold sweat broke out on his face. He saluted to Boss He, "Master He."

Boss He ignored him and walked straight to the trial table opposite the foreigner and sat down. The jailers also stood directly at their respective positions, standing beside the foreigner and at the door, looking like they were taking over the prison.