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But even so, some of the prisoners in the nearby jail stuck their heads out.

Life in the prison was very boring. They watched the excitement and shouted loudly: "Beat, beat to death?"

Qin Zhijian asked the guards around him to beat up the prisoners who were watching the fun.

Anyway, that's it, so let's all get beaten together.

Jing Moye and Bu Yehou didn't use any moves at this time, but they fought with punches to the flesh.

Jing Moye said while fighting: "Why did you hide it from me?"

Hou Yehou replied: "Why did I hide it from you? Don't you have any idea?"

"It's not something you did yourself. She doesn't like you at all and doesn't want to see you."

"And you yourself are so shameless that you cling to her and won't let her go."

"She was killed by you once, so you can't help her?"

Jing Moye didn't answer, and continued to beat Hou Yehou violently, but his attacks became even more ruthless.

Bu Yehou cursed, he felt that Jing Moye was really crazy today!
He howled in pain: "I won't say anything anymore, I won't say anything anymore! Stop fighting!"

"I'm hiding it from you, but if it weren't for me, she would really be dead!"

The young minister of Dali Temple heard the noise and hurried over and asked, "What's going on?"

When he saw Jing Moye's Hou Ye, who was covered in blood, he was shocked.

Although Hou Yehou is extremely unreliable, Jing Moye is very protective of him.

At this time, when he saw Hou Yehou being beaten, he was actually quite happy.

But Jing Moye's crazy look was a bit beyond his expectation.

Qin Zhijian stopped the young minister of Dali Temple and said with a smile: "The prince and the marquis are exchanging feelings. Mr. Shaoqing, you don't have to worry about them."

"I heard that Mr. Shaoqing has a set of ancient paintings from previous dynasties. I wonder if I have a chance to appreciate them?"

While he was speaking, he reached out to pull the young minister of Dali Temple.

The young minister of Dali Temple wanted to look back, but was pulled forward by Qin Zhijian: "Qin Changshi, wait a moment!"

Qin Zhijian smiled and said: "I can't wait to go and see it. Don't be stingy, Mr. Shaoqing, let's go for a walk!"

The Shaoqing of Dali Temple is a civil servant with no martial arts skills, but Qin Zhijian has been practicing martial arts, so it is not difficult to drag him away.

As soon as they left, Jing Moye was also tired from beating him. He let go of Wu Yehou and leaned on the big carved bed to catch his breath.

Hou Ye also leaned on the big carved bed. He was panting and cursing: "You blame me when you can't protect your own wife. You simply have no conscience!"

"I'm telling you, with your temperament, no woman would dare to like you!"

Jing Moye's dark peach blossom eyes looked forward. His mind was empty at this time and his eyes were empty.

He asked Buyehou: "You just said you saved her, what happened?"

Hou Ye briefly recounted the story of how he captured the Heavenly Master that day and then dug his grave to save Feng Shuying.

After saying that, Hou Ye looked at Jing Moye and said, "If I had gone any later that day, she might have been suffocated to death in the tomb."

When Jing Moye heard this, he clenched his hands into fists and felt extremely complicated.

Hou Ye continued: "It's because she doesn't want to see you, it's not that I want to hide her."

"Not to mention that Uncle Mei put a sword on my neck and threatened me, saying that if I dared to reveal her whereabouts, he would chop me up!"

"I saved people and did good things, but now it's my fault. How unjust I am!"

Jing Moye has always known that Hou Yehou has a lot of fallacies, and whether there is any truth or not, he can make some sense out of it.

He didn't know where Hou Yehou lied about this matter, but he knew one thing was true, Feng Shuying really didn't like him.

He narrowed his eyes slightly and sat there quietly without speaking.

Hou Yehou didn't get a response from him and turned to look at him. When he saw his head of white hair, he leaned closer to him. Hou Ye asked him: "Have you seen Uncle Mei this time?"

Jing Moye nodded slightly.

Hou Ye then moved closer to him and said, "Since you know, then listen to my advice."

"There is no grass anywhere in the world, so why should we have unrequited love for a flower?"

"You have power, looks, and figure. What kind of woman do you want?"

"Although she is nice, her heart is not with you, so don't waste your time on her."

"I know some stunning beauties who are gentle, considerate, and have great temperaments. They are a thousand or ten thousand times better than her!"

"As long as you say a word, I will let them all serve you."

Jing Moye ignored him, and Bu Yehou brainwashed Jing Moye with his joy of being served by a beautiful woman.

Jing Moye didn't listen to him at all, but was thinking about everything that happened after he and Feng Shuying met.

He felt that at least one thing Bu Yehou said was right, that is, he was indeed stalking Feng Shuying.

That's because he knows she doesn't like him, and he doesn't know how to get along with her. He doesn't know what else he can do besides keeping her by his side.

He whispered: "But there is only one Feng Shuying in this world."

Hou Ye, who was originally eloquent, suddenly lost his voice.

Indeed, there is only one Feng Shuying in this world, and no one can replace her.

In order to confuse Emperor Zhaoyuan, Buyehou went wild and played with the world, wandering around brothels and houses, and met all kinds of women.

None of those women is as interesting as Feng Shuying.

He said, "What should I do? Shushu doesn't like you, and if you keep pestering her like this, it will only make her hate you even more."

Jing Moye's eyes narrowed slightly and he said nothing.

Hou Ye said again: "You said before, as long as she lives, it will be fine."

"Now that she is alive, if you want to take her back by force, then you are going too far!"

After Jing Moye finished beating Evernight Hou, his mood gradually stabilized.

He whispered: "How can I make the same mistake a second time?"

"She doesn't want to see me, and I will never go in front of her to annoy her again."

After he finished speaking, he asked: "Have you asked a doctor to take a look at her legs?"

Hou Yehou replied: "Of course I have seen a doctor."

"It's just that her leg has been injured for a long time, and she used forbidden techniques, so her recovery will be slower."

Jing Moye sighed softly: "I understand."

After he finished speaking, he stood up and prepared to leave.

Hou Yehou asked him: "Where are you going?"

Jing Moye didn't answer and strode away.

Hou Yehou grinned slightly and asked, "Are you going to hide and cry?"

Jing Moye turned around and gave him a roll of his eyes, and said coldly: "You're not done hiding this from me yet."

"Just wait, the king will settle this account with you slowly."

Hou Yehou: "..."

He knew Jing Moye's methods and grinned lightly, feeling that he had a bumpy road ahead.

He shouted behind Jing Moye: "I am your brother, you can't be too cruel to me!"