Marrying a concubine to seduce him and lure him into the game

"I can reveal the answer that your heart desires right now." Fang Mo's words were filled with rare tenderness and certainty.

Su Rao's heart skipped a beat. Could it be that Fang Mo finally decided to say something common sense?

She turned around as fast as she could, fearing she would miss this rare opportunity, and asked impatiently, "What happened in the battle at Yunyao Mountain that caused Prince Yi to become a completely different person after his return, with a completely different temperament?"

Before she finished her words, Su Rao was already staring at Fang Mo, not wanting to miss any fluctuation in his expression.

However, when Fang Mo heard the words "Battle of Yunyao Mountain", he couldn't help but feel a little regretful. Why did he bring up this past event at this moment?

Sensing his hesitation, Su Rao quickly emphasized her tone, saying playfully but without question: "You just promised, you can't go back on your word!"

Fang Mo leaned against the cold wall, holding the sharp Xiuchun Knife tightly in his arms. His eyes were calm, and he said slowly, word by word: "Perhaps, it was not a sudden change in temperament, but the release of the nature that had been hidden for a long time."

"What nature?" Su Rao asked, her brows full of confusion.

"Cruel nature." Fang Mo's tone was calm, as if he was telling an insignificant story, but it made Su Rao feel a chill.

"Prince Yi was once known as a young hero, and now he seems to be compassionate. How can you say he is cruel?" she asked in confusion.

Fang Mo sneered, with a hint of sarcasm in his eyes: "That's just a mask of kindness that he pretends to be."

Su Rao's curiosity was completely aroused: "What unspeakable secrets were hidden in the battle of Yunyao Mountain?"

Her eyes were as sharp as torches, eager to find out.

Fang Mo's gaze became profound, as if he had traveled back to that little-known past.

In his story, he did not lose his father's love because his mother remarried, but from the moment he was born, the ugly birthmark on his face doomed him to endure indifference and rejection from his biological mother.

Compared with his mother's occasional beatings and scolding, his stepmother, although indifferent to him, at least ensured that his daily life was safe.

His sister, who was one year younger than him, always stood up for him when he was punished and used her small body to block the punches and kicks that were coming at him.

This bravery also made their biological mother feel disgusted with the siblings.

His lonely childhood made him introverted and reclusive. People around him avoided him as much as possible. Only his sister and cousin Cao Feng were his comfort.

Cao Feng, a young man with an ill-fated life, lives with the Fang family after his parents die young, and shares the loneliness of being forgotten by the world with Fang Mo and his sister.

Despite his rough life, Cao Feng has an unusually sunny personality. He often says, "I will definitely be successful in the future and leave those who look down on us far behind."

He took Fang Mo over mountains and across rivers to find a famous doctor, who cured the birthmark that had troubled him for many years. He also took Fang Mo to practice martial arts day after day, year after year, until they both joined the army.

Cao Feng believed that Prince Yi was no ordinary man and would achieve great things in the future, and that he was worthy of their all in following him.

Thus, the two young brothers joined hands to become Prince Yi's right-hand men, and they were always at the forefront in every major battle.

Their bravery and agility soon won the favor of Prince Yi and they became his most trusted right-hand men.

At dusk, in the vast wilderness, two young men sat side by side on a high ground, gazing into the distance at the yellow land dyed golden by the setting sun, and the gradually sinking red sun in the distance.

"When Prince Yi comes to rule the world, we will surely be rewarded greatly. Ah Huan, when you have your own title, what do you want to do most?" Cao Feng's words were filled with infinite longing for the future.

"I want to build a spacious house and dig a pond full of lotus flowers for my sister." Fang Mo's voice was low.

"Is this all you wish for? You are so unambitious!" Cao Feng laughed.

"how about you?"

"As for me, I not only want a magnificent mansion, but also a beautiful wife, and I want to have a bunch of chubby boys in the future, which will be very lively!"

Fang Mo's eyes sparkled with longing for the future, and a simple smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Ahuan, you have to prepare a lot of red envelopes when the time comes, don't let my boys down!" He said half-jokingly to his friend beside him.

"Hey, I've saved all the rewards I got, and I'm waiting for your good news."

"That's really nice!" Fang Mo laughed heartily.

Those words full of hope and laughter seem to still echo in my ears for a long time.

The setting sun is like the bright red paint of an old painter, painted on the horizon, dyeing the whole world with a layer of tragic color.

In fact, everything that happened that day had already planted the seeds of unrest in his heart.

In the early morning, before the first ray of sunlight penetrated the mist, his eyelids began to twitch endlessly.

Cao Feng, the brother who always fought side by side and marched forward bravely, rushed to the front of the enemy camp with the general, while he led the elite troops to encircle the enemy's rear.

The strategy was flawless, and the enemy army collapsed and was completely defeated under their fierce offensive.

However, the cheers of victory did not come as expected.

Cao Feng had not returned yet, and the general was nowhere to be seen either.

He was extremely anxious and rode his horse in all directions until a pungent and fresh smell of blood hit him in the face. His heart beat faster as if it were hit by a heavy hammer.

At the end of his field of vision, the shocking red lit up his sight.

The battlefield was a mess of blood and flesh, with broken limbs and arms strewn about.

Cao Feng fell in a pool of blood, his body twisted, and his once vibrant body was now silent.

Not far away, a general stood holding a spear, with a few drops of blood that had not yet completely solidified hanging on the tip of the spear. The cruel evidence showed that he had just delivered the fatal blow to Cao Feng's scarred chest.

"I heard that Prince Yi went crazy and killed his own people?" Su Rao's voice was full of shock and disbelief.

This news hit her bottom line.

"After I came back, I escaped death countless times and assassinations followed one after another, all because he tried to cover up the truth of this tragedy." Fang Mo's words were mixed with bitterness. "I attached myself to the King of Qi not only to rescue my trapped sister, but also to protect myself. As for his joining Buddhism, I think it might be because the innocent souls crying day and night made him feel guilty, so he could only seek spiritual comfort and liberation through Buddhism."

Su Rao found it hard to accept all this, but she had to admit that these explanations seemed to connect all the mysteries.

Why did the royal family try so hard to cover up the great victory at Yunyao Mountain?

Why would Fang Mo, a soldier who had been loyal to King Yi for many years, hate him so much?

It turned out that Prince Yi's sudden conversion to Buddhism was driven by his guilt for the innocent lives he had taken.

"But you'd better stay away from him because of his cruel, bloodthirsty and double-hearted character." Fang Mo reminded earnestly.