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Chapter 342 There's a Time Traveler in the Palace (34)
Mo Chan discovered that the stench inside the tent was coming from the black water on the ground.

For some reason, that pool of black water looked very unsettling.

It was dirty in color, smelled disgusting, and seemed to contain something evil, which sent chills down one's spine.

Mo Chan's ominous premonition grew even stronger.

She suppressed her discomfort and carefully examined the pool of black water, only to discover that there seemed to be something bulging inside.

Upon closer inspection, they appeared to be the corpses of several insects.

insect?

black!

Mo Chan suddenly understood something.

She recalled Princess Mo Chan's time in the Fox Lian tribe, where the high priest had taught her a great deal about witchcraft.

It mentions that some forms of witchcraft exist in the form of small insects that travel within the human body, thereby achieving manipulation and infection.

Moreover, the love potion she received before was a black "millet grain".

Could it be
Mo Chan suddenly looked up, her eyes wide open, staring at the Emperor in disbelief.

Just then, the Emperor also looked up and met Mo Chan's gaze.

At this moment, the emperor's eyes held no trace of the previous deep affection or tender feelings.

Now, those eyes were filled with coldness and sharpness, like knives stabbing deeply into Mo Chan's heart.

This was the first time Mo Chan truly felt the majesty of an emperor.

Why is it that when an emperor is enraged, millions of corpses lie in wait?

Just from that distant glance, she saw a ruthless and merciless nature, like a raging storm.

However, Mo Chan forcibly suppressed all the unease in her heart. She pretended to know nothing and asked innocently and puzzledly.

"Your Majesty, what's wrong? Are you still feeling unwell?"

The emperor gave a cold laugh.

"Mo Chan, explain to me what this thing on the ground is?"

Mo Chan's heart skipped a beat. She pursed her lips, pretended to look her over, and then shook her head and frowned as she answered.

"Your Majesty, I don't know. What is this black liquid? And why does it smell so bad?"

"Ha, the witchcraft of the Fox Ripple tribe, and you, princess, don't even know about it?"

Suddenly exposed in public, Mo Chan took a step back in surprise. She clutched her dress tightly at her sides, as if only in this way could she suppress her trembling.

Having not received specialized acting training, Mo Chan's actions clearly gave her away in the face of such an unexpected situation.

Yu Muhuai observed the other party's every move. She raised an eyebrow, feeling that everything seemed to be settled.

But Mo Chan still wanted to stubbornly deny it.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, this concubine, this concubine does not understand what you are saying."

Although I am a princess of the Fox-Lian tribe, I have never learned witchcraft, nor have I ever used witchcraft to harm anyone.

"Please investigate thoroughly, Your Majesty!"

The emperor chuckled, then turned his face away, unwilling to look at Mo Chan any longer.

He felt disgusted even if he looked at it for just one more time.

He ordered the guards beside him, "Drag her away and torture her. I want to see just how hard it is to pry her mouth open."

"Yes, obey!"

Jin Lingjun accepted the order without uttering a single word. He stepped forward, grabbed Mo Chan, and led her outside.

The movements were exactly the same as when they had carried her in.

Mo Chan was shouting loudly, just like when she arrived.

This time, however, her voice held no anger, but rather fear and a trembling sob. "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, please don't! Your Majesty, you've wronged me! I know nothing! Please, spare me! Please, for the sake of our past relationship, have mercy!"

"Gag her!"

Upon hearing this noisy noise, the emperor felt his temples throbbing.

Upon hearing the Emperor's order, Commander Jin dared not delay and hastily tore off a piece of rag and stuffed it into Mo Chan's mouth.

For an emperor to be corrupted by witchcraft and become obsessed with women is, after all, a shameful act. This would be a disgrace in any dynasty.

So Mo Chan was taken by Jin Lingjun to a forest some distance from the camp to avoid having too many people near the interrogation location, and then she was tied to a tree.

In addition to maintaining order in the palace and ensuring the emperor's safety, Jin Lingjun was also responsible for some ad hoc interrogations so that the emperor could receive information in a timely manner.

Using their methods on a delicate woman like Mo Chan is a complete waste of their talents.

In less than half an hour, before the leaders had even finished their warm-up exercises, Mo Chan had confessed everything in detail.

However, she blamed all the blame on the remaining members of the Fox Ripple tribe.

After getting the answer, Commander Jin untied her and carried her back to the camp.

Upon entering the tent again, Mo Chan was in pain all over her body and could not stand up at all.

Her clothes were soaked with sweat because of the intense pain.

She knelt on the ground, with few wounds, but bleeding profusely.

Kim's leadership is not about fighting in many different places.

For example, after they cut a wound on Mo Chan's calf with their swords, they continued to slowly stir inside.

Starting from shallow to deep, the blade is sharp, and the movements are slow.

Mo Chan let out a piercing scream and a wail, as if she could hear the sound of her calf muscles snapping.

Their methods of execution were unprecedented and extremely torturous.

I'd never even heard of it before, not even on television or in books.

At that moment, Mo Chan thought of death.

Perhaps if I die, I can go back to the world I used to live in?

But she dared not die, for she feared that after death she would have nothing left, that everything would vanish and turn to dust.

"explain."

Suddenly, an extremely cold voice interrupted Mo Chan's drifting thoughts.

She cautiously looked up and saw the emperor's cold and dangerous gaze.

So she repeated the statement she had just confessed.

"Your Majesty, it was Mo Jian who came up with the idea; it was the idea of ​​the Fox Lian tribe."

They came up with it all, and they taught me the witchcraft, insisting that I must use it on you.

If I disagree, they will have to find a way to deal with me.

"Your Majesty, they all know witchcraft, but I know nothing, I really don't! Please, have mercy on me!"

The anger in the Emperor's eyes gradually subsided. Seeing Mo Chan's battered and tormented state, a string in his heart was suddenly plucked.

A feeling of tenderness spread slowly from his heart outwards, into his brain, and even affected his fingers.

The Emperor raised his hand, about to order someone to offer Mo Chan a seat, when a woman's voice suddenly came from the side, interrupting his thoughts.

"Oh? Mo Chan, you are the princess of the Fox Ripple tribe. Even ordinary tribesmen know witchcraft, but you don't?"
Such a lie is far too crude! Do you think we're all fools, or that the Emperor is so easily deceived?

Yu Muhuai suddenly spoke, bringing the emperor's impending action to an abrupt halt.

This also reminded the emperor what he should do now.

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