The housekeeper hurriedly replied. The handsomes have been poisoned. The delirious Mo Qingcheng carried him out.

Mo Yun looked at Mo Lianyi. Wanted to say something. But after all, he just shook his head weakly. He advised, "Let the bedding be changed. Ripples. Later. There is something great to come to the Father. The Father will protect you." So don't use such ruthless methods in Mofu. It's still a bit useful for him to keep Mo Chengcheng. Raised for so many years. I really don't want this move to be scrapped at the last minute.

"Father rest assured. As long as they don't mess with me. I have no intention of messing with them. But. My principle is that people don't offend me, I don't offend people. If anyone sins against me; I will pay for it a hundredfold." Her voice was cold and indifferent. A pair of deep and bright eyes are shining with a cold light at the moment. She looked at Mo Yun. But it made the scheming Mo Yun shudder involuntarily.

"Good. I know it for the Father." Mo Yun's expression was even more helpless: "You are so resting. What is needed. And he sent to speak to his father; Go first for the father."

After speaking. Turn around and leave.

Now even he began to doubt. This is still not his 'daughter' after all.

What was the previous Mo Ripple. He wasn't familiar with it. But now this Mo Ripple's means and thoughts. I really don't look like a fourteen-year-old girl. She's really possessed by some kind of demon. The idea just came to mind. Mo Yun immediately shook his head. Impossible. This is ridiculous.

He still thinks about how to deal with the second lady and Mo Chengcheng. After speaking. The steps are bigger.

room. Gently commanding the little maid to change the bedding. The room was cleaned and renovated. There is not a single thing left behind.

Gently couldn't help but ask curiously, "Miss. You knew there was something wrong with that futon last night. Isn't that right?"

Mo Lianyi nodded: "Yes. As soon as I came in. And he realized that something was wrong with the bedding. It seems that someone has given 'medicine' powder. So I asked people to invite Mo Chengcheng over. I can't imagine that in addition to the 'medicine' powder, there are also poisonous snakes. I don't know if Mo Qingcheng's delicate body can resist the past."

She sat in a rocking chair in a good mood.

Looking out the window at the sloping rain curtain. She couldn't help but think. Now she can be clean for a few days.

I don't know what happened to King Jin.

Twenty days later. Qingzhou.

A team of 1,000 people galloped quickly on the official road.

The rain is getting lighter today. The road is much better. So they must hurry up. It is imperative to send the food and supplies for disaster relief to Jiangnan as soon as possible.

The stakes are high. Even His Royal Highness King Jin, who has always paid attention to pomp and circumstance, is also lightly traveling. He abandoned the usual extravagant rosewood carriage. I only took a 'fine' steel carriage made of black iron. Eight horses pulled the car. Walk at the front of the line briskly and quickly.

Inside the carriage. The king of Jin in an ink-colored costume sits upright. At this moment, his eyes were slightly closed. Under the Ogin Mask. You can vaguely see the thick blue and black 'color' under his eyes. Hard. Ten days to come. None of the people in the team had slept soundly. The same goes for King Jin.

Suddenly. The body is a bump. King Jin slowly opened his eyes.

Outside again, there was shouting and shouting to kill. The sonorous sound of swords colliding. But he didn't even frown.

It's been these twenty days. The thirteenth was attacked.

So. It's not just because it's hard to walk in the rain. What's more. Nerves must be tensed at all times to deal with these sudden assassins.

King Jin gently hooked the corners of his lips. Look. The Empress and the Crown Prince. I hope he doesn't come back this time. So. It is so sparing no effort to eliminate the "fine" English of one "wave" after another.

But they're doomed to disappointment. Because it is not the king of Jin who has no return. It's them, the 'fine' heroes.

After a cup of tea. The fighting outside stopped.

There was a 'squire' guard outside the curtain of King Jin's carriage and said, "Return to Your Highness. The Assassins have been slain. There is no living mouth."

King Jin: "Okay. Keep going."

Qingzhou is the only way to go to Jiangnan. Now they have passed Qingzhou. There will be less than two more days. You can get to Gangnam.

But King Jin knows. Everything will not go so smoothly. The Empress and the Crown Prince. There must still be a back-up move waiting for him.

Out of Qingzhou. The number of victims began to increase. These are displaced. The hungry people are skinny and skinny. The face is faintly blue because of excessive hunger. Everything they could eat along the way was eaten by them.

Grassroots. Bark. Guanyin soil ......

All kinds of corpses can be seen everywhere on both sides of the road. The farther you go south. The more tragic the sight became.

King Jin raised the curtain. I saw that there were fewer corpses on both sides of the road. But the bones were piled up in piles under the trees. Roadside.

A very bad premonition hit him.

Those white bones are too clean. There is no trace of 'meat' left in the clean. It's as if it's been steamed over and over again. Nibble. At last. It was stripped so cleanly.

It's time to eat here. To the point of eating human 'meat'?

The cold 'color' under King Jin's eyes became deeper and deeper. His hand picking up the curtain gradually clenched into a fist. The slender and white fingertips are slightly white.

And among the homeless people a hundred miles away. Someone was whispering.

"I've heard that a team carrying relief food is coming from us. Now there's hope. The grain allocated by the imperial court has come down." One looks burly. But the ragged man said.

An old farmer next to him, who was thin and only had a skeleton left, sighed: "What is there to hope for. The grain is counted as if it has arrived. It won't reach us. Those corrupt officials. There must be layers of exploitation. It would be nice to have half of the food in the hands of the victims." Talking. He wept old. He couldn't remember how many days he hadn't seen the sun. He has worked hard all his life. Originally, it was also full of children and grandchildren. The family has surplus food. But this flood. But he was separated from the children's flesh and bones. He's an old man. Can't run. I can't go fast. I can only wait here to die slowly. God, this is not for the common people to live......

Then. Another man came over. This man looks a little richer. If it weren't for the clothes on the body that were too dirty. He really didn't look like a disaster victim: "I've heard about it. This time, it seems that the one who escorted the disaster relief food was the king of the god who killed the gods. It's scary. I heard that everyone in Kyoto is afraid of him. He kills people. More rice than we've ever eaten."

The surrounding victims listened. They all pricked up their ears.

More and more people gathered.

Everyone, you say a word to me. talked about the King of Jin and the relief food this time.

"There's the King of Jin here. Those corrupt officials don't dare to play 'tricks' anymore. Aren't they afraid that King Jin will kill them?"

"Phew. It is precisely because of the presence of the king of Jin that they are not afraid. What kind of person is the King of Jin? Burn, kill, loot. Do no evil. He even killed his own brothers. I heard that even the prince's east palace asked him to rob it. and the daughter of the prime minister's family. It was also robbed by King Jin. I don't dare to let out a fart."

"Ahh Holy. I thought there was hope. Why did the imperial court send such a demon king down?"

"King Jin is arrogant and extravagant. I love to squander in my life. The floor of his house is paved with gold bricks. He loves money so much. This time, we can't count on our relief food. Maybe he'll be with those corrupt officials. Put all the food in his own pocket."

"Ahh What can I do then......"

All of a sudden. All kinds of chattering in the crowd were unaware.

And those two young men who provoked the conversation. Look at each other at this time. All see the sly light in each other's eyes.

Such words are spreading at a rapid pace all over Jiangnan.

King Jin's team has not yet reached Jiangnan. But his terrible reputation has already flown like wings to every corner of the victims of the Jiangnan disaster.

Midnight.

The army of the King of Jin set up camp in the woods. Take a break.

King Jin sits in a tent. Holding a secret report from his subordinates.

It turns out that the disaster in Jiangnan is so serious, not just because of natural disasters. There are also artificial. Back in the days when the floods were just beginning. Those wealthy businessmen in Jiangnan seem to have agreed. Snapped up all the food on the market. And it's covered to death. Let the price outside be high. Nor do I sell a grain of grain.

The common people don't have much food in their homes. After eating. And it can't be replenished. The rice that should have been harvested was destroyed by the flood.

So the disaster was suddenly severe.

In the hinterland of Jiangnan. A place that should be the land of fish and rice. Eating has become the most common phenomenon. The young men who were able to escape have already escaped. The rest. Most of them are old and weak 'women' and children. I don't even have the strength to escape.

King Jin put down the secret report in his hand. The corners of his blushing perfect 'lips' gently curled up. That smile doesn't have the slightest warmth.

These rich households in Jiangnan are so unified and neat to buy grain. And no matter how high the price is, don't sell it. It's as if someone is directing it. If there is no shadow of the queen and the crown prince behind this. He wouldn't believe it.

These people are just trying to make trouble for their trip to Jiangnan.

Case. Then he will fulfill them.

Let's see. Who is the winner in the end.

Early the next morning. King Jin's team hasn't set off yet.

The leader of the secret guard of the King of Jin reported to him: "Your Highness Qi. There are a large number of victims gathering here on the left and right. Those people are menacing. Hand-held weapons. Estimate. I'm here to grab food."

King Jin nodded. There is no surprise in the slightest for such news. He asked the leader of the guards, "What is the matter that the king wants you to arrange?"

The leader of the Dark Guard replied respectfully, "Everything is in order. Your Highness rest assured."

"Hmm." King Jin waved his hand.

The dark 'colored' figure of the leader of the Dark Guard disappeared in an instant. Disappeared without a trace. It's like it never happened.

A quarter of an hour later. A large number of instigated victims rushed to use the relief convoy.

Their steps are messy but hurried. Coming with a rolling killing intent.

"Grab it. Kill. Whoever grabs this grain is theirs.".