"I heard that Dongfang Lixiao and Ximen Yehan, the Southern and Northern Emperors, are going to be married for a hundred years. As a king, I naturally want to give them a big gift!"
As Mu Xiaoran said this, he sneered.
"I heard that the bastard Dongfang Lixiao was pregnant with Ximen Yehan. This little vixen turned out to be so coquettish!"[
"Enough!"
Listening to Mu Xiaoran's dirty words, Mu Xiaoyao couldn't help but turn pale.
"Get out of my study right now, I don't want to hear another word from you!"
"What did you say, get out?!"
With his right hand, Mu Xiaoran immediately grabbed Mu Xiaoyao from the air.
"Hmph, now, tell me obediently, what exactly did you say and what did you do? Otherwise, don't blame me for not caring about brotherhood!"
Mu Xiaoyao's face turned red immediately after his throat was strangled. When he started to speak, he was naturally weak and had difficulty speaking.
Despite this, his expression remained stern and inviolable.
"I won't tell you, you don't want to know..."
"You really didn't say it?!"
Mu Xiaoran's pupils shrank suddenly, and his mind power strengthened.
Mu Xiaoyao's breathing was blocked and he was out of breath. He could hardly speak, but he still tried his best to squeeze out two words through his teeth.
"No...say..."
Mu Xiaoran suddenly threw his hand and threw Mu Xiaoyao to the ground.
Mu Xiaoyao's body fell out, knocking over the desk and the bamboo basket containing the scrap paintings. The scrap paintings immediately rolled all over the floor.
Mu Xiaoran strode over and stepped on a portrait of Dongfang Dawn on the ground.
"Do you think there's nothing I can do if you don't tell me?!
Let me tell you, Mu Xiaoyao, this woman will one day sleep on my bed, and one day this world will be in my hands!
If I don’t kill you, I will let you see that day with your own eyes!”[
With a cold snort, Mu Xiaoran rolled up his sleeves and walked out of the study.