The Lord God is kneeling on the washboard again

The Prince Regent's Palace was completely silent, as if time had stood still. A suffocating atmosphere of tension permeated the entire study.

Yun Mohan, the regent who commanded immense power and influence, sat at the throne. His stern features were as delicate as a sculpture, his deep eyes gleaming like cold stars, revealing a hint of chill. His black robe fluttered in the breeze, adding a touch of majesty and mystery.

"Still haven't you made a move?" His voice was deep and magnetic, yet it carried a subtle hint of irritation. These four simple words echoed in the quiet study like thunder, sending a shiver through your heart.

An Yi and An Wu responded in unison: "Your Majesty, we haven't

An Yi said in awe, "Don't worry, Your Majesty. I will find a way to make him tell me who is behind this."

Yun Mohan (Nangong Han) nodded and said nothing more! He slowly stood up from the main seat and walked out of the study. Back to the yard,

Xing Xuanli (Duanmu Li) accompanied Xiao Mu for breakfast. He walked over and sat down at the table. The servants added a set of bowls and chopsticks for him.

In fact, Yun Mohan (Nangong Han) has already reached the third level of Nascent Soul and has been practicing fasting for a long time.

In order to be able to get along with the mother and son in question, he would sit there quietly to accompany them.

He touched little Mu Han's head lovingly and asked softly, "Did you eat well, little Mu Han?

Little Mu Han nodded obediently and said, "It's good to eat!

Yun Mohan (Nangong Han) said in a gentle voice: "Later, Daddy will take you to a place. This place is a little dangerous.

Little Mu Han blinked and looked at Yun Mo Han (Nangong Han) in confusion, looking indescribably adorable.

His round eyes were full of question marks, and his soft voice rang out: "Daddy, where is it?"

Little Mu Han raised her rosy little face and stared at Yun Mo Han closely, her eyes filled with the innocence and curiosity that only a child can have. Her pair of black gemstone-like eyes were clear and bright, like a clear spring, which made people feel fond of her.

He tilted his head slightly, frowning slightly, as if trying to think about the meaning of Yun Mohan's words. His small mouth pursed, his pink lips opening and closing, and he asked again, "Daddy, where exactly is the place you said you were going to take me to?"

Yun Mohan looked at his son's cute and anxious look, and his heart softened. He smiled and said, "Don't worry, little Muhan. You'll know soon."

Little Mu Han, however, refused to give in. He shook Yun Mo Han's arm and said coquettishly, "Daddy, just tell me. I promise to be good." His voice was so sweet and pleading that it was hard to refuse.

Yun Mohan (Nangong Han) said softly, "That place is a bit dangerous, Xiao Muhan should be mentally prepared."

Little Mu Han blinked his big eyes, straightened his small body, and said with determination: "Daddy, I'm not afraid! I will be brave!" The childish voice was full of determination.

Yun Mohan smiled with relief and patted Xiao Muhan's head: "Good son, Daddy believes in you. But when you get there, don't be afraid, Daddy is here.

Little Mu Han nodded vigorously: "Daddy, I remember it!"

Little Mu Han held Yun Mo Han's hand tightly, looked up and said, "Daddy, I'm not afraid. I want to face it together with Daddy!"

After saying that, Yun Mohan picked up little Muhan and turned to walk out of the courtyard. Xing Xuanli (Duanmu Li) watched the father and son leave without saying anything. She didn't know where (Nangong Han) had taken little Muhan.

But it can be seen that little Mu Han is very dependent on (Nangong Han).

Soon after, the father and son arrived at the dark prison. It was the first time for little Mu Han to enter this dark place, and he couldn't help but shrink into Yun Mo Han's arms.

An Yi and An Wu stepped forward and bowed, saying, "Your Majesty."

Yun Mohan nodded slightly, signaling them to stand up. Little Muhan poked his little head out of Yun Mohan's arms, looking around with curiosity and a little fear.

The dark cell was filled with a damp, decaying smell. The faint light of the fire flickered on the walls, casting eerie shadows. Little Mu Han clutched Yun Mo Han's sleeve tightly and asked in a trembling voice, "Daddy, where is this?"

Yun Mohan patted his head and comforted him, "Don't be afraid, child, this is where Daddy handles some things."

Xiao Muhan nodded as if he understood, but he didn't dare to move his eyes away from the shadows.

Yun Mohan looked at An Yi and An Wu and asked, "What's the situation?"

An Yi lowered his head and replied, "Your Highness, the prisoner still refuses to confess."

Yun Mo snorted coldly and said, "Take me to see it."

An Yi and An Wu led the way in front, and Yun Mohan followed behind with little Mu Han in his arms.

The passage in the cell was narrow and dark, and the air was filled with an oppressive atmosphere. Little Mu Han hugged Yun Mo Han's neck tightly, burying her face in his shoulder.

Yun Mohan gently comforted little Mu Han: "Don't be afraid, Mu Han, daddy is here."

The torch in An Yi's hand illuminated the road ahead. The flames danced on the wall, reflecting their swaying figures.

An Wu looked around vigilantly to make sure there was nothing unusual.

Finally, they stopped in front of a cell.

Yun Mohan (Nangong Han) snorted coldly, "You're quite stubborn, but I have plenty of ways to make you give in."

His voice was icy cold, as if it could freeze the very air in the dark cell. The prisoner raised his head, his eyes filled with stubbornness and unyielding determination, and glared fiercely at Yun Mohan.

Yun Mohan sneered and continued, "You think you can keep the secret like this? That's wishful thinking."

The prisoner gnashed his teeth and said, "You can kill me or chop me up, it's all up to you. I won't say a word."

Yun Mohan's eyes glared, and he said, "Alright, then I'd like to see how long you can keep your mouth shut." He then turned to An Yi and An Wu, "Bring the torture instruments."

An Yi and An Wu did not dare to delay and immediately placed various cruel torture instruments in front of the prisoners.

Yun Mohan looked at the prisoner again, "One last chance, will you tell me or not?"

The prisoner closed his eyes and said no more, looking as if he was ready to die.

Yun Mohan laughed in anger, "Okay, very good. Then don't blame me for being rude."

The prisoner was tortured beyond recognition, but little Mu Han was not afraid. He said to the prisoner in a baby voice, "Uncle, you better tell me. Don't make Daddy angry."

The prisoner showed a hint of surprise on his face. He didn't expect such a young child to say such a thing. He raised his head with difficulty and glanced at Xiao Muhan, with a hint of hesitation in his eyes.

Xiao Muhan continued, "Uncle, if you tell me, I won't be in so much pain anymore." His voice was crisp and childish, and it seemed particularly pure in this gloomy prison.

The prisoner opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but ultimately held it back.

Yun Mohan looked down at Xiao Muhan, his eyes filled with both relief and worry. He didn't know whether it was good or bad for Xiao Muhan to be exposed to such cruel things too early.

Seeing that the prisoner was silent, Xiao Muhan said again: "Uncle, I know you may be in trouble, but if you keep insisting on doing this, you will die."

The prisoner gritted his teeth and remained silent.

Yun Mohan gently patted little Mu Han's shoulder and said, "Mu Han, let Daddy handle it."

Little Mu Han nodded obediently and stopped talking, but his sympathetic eyes were always on the prisoner.

Yun Mohan (Nangong Han) sneered and said, "Do you think that if you don't tell me, I will have no other options? An Yi, search his soul. I want to see if he can make it."

When An Yi heard the order, a hint of hesitation flashed across his face, but he quickly regained his resolve and replied, "Yes, Your Majesty!"

When the prisoner heard that he was going to have his soul searched, his face turned pale instantly, his body began to tremble involuntarily, and deep fear finally revealed in his eyes.

Little Mu Han watched this scene, his little hands tightly grasping the corner of Yun Mo Han's clothes, and timidly said, "Daddy, will it hurt to search your soul?"

Yun Mohan looked down at Xiao Muhan, and his tone softened a little: "Muhan, don't be afraid, this is a way to deal with bad guys."

Xiao Muhan nodded as if he understood, but his eyes never left the prisoner.

An Yi activated his skills, preparing to conduct a soul search on the prisoner. At this moment, the prisoner finally couldn't bear the immense pressure and shouted, "I'll tell you, I'll tell you! Don't search your soul!"

Yun Mohan raised a triumphant smile, motioned An Yi to stop, and said coldly, "It would have been better if you had done this earlier."

Yun Mohan sat on the armchair with his legs crossed, staring at the prisoner with a sharp gaze, and said coldly: "Hurry up and tell me, don't delay any longer."

The prisoner gasped, his eyes filled with fear and helplessness, and he began to confess in a trembling voice: "It was...it was the Left Prime Minister who ordered me to do this."

Yun Mohan frowned. "Left Prime Minister?" A cold glint flashed in his eyes. "Him? Why would he order you around?"

The prisoner swallowed and continued, "He wants to frame you, Your Highness, so that the Emperor will lose trust in you and thus weaken your power in the court."

Yun Mohan snorted coldly, "This old fox is really unscrupulous. So what is his specific plan?"

The prisoner replied tremblingly, "He told me to secretly gather evidence against you and then hand it over to the emperor. If there's nothing, he'll fabricate some rumors, accusing you of having an army and plotting rebellion."

Yun Mohan's face was terribly gloomy. "What a Left Prime Minister! I have no grudge against him in the past or in the present, yet he is so cruel."