Marrying a concubine and swallowing her dowry? The mistress turns around and marries a high-ranking

Chapter 660

Huo Tingsheng's face was ashen, and his lips trembled as he spoke. This time, he was not as confident as before.

"I... that's the most suitable method! It's a bloodless victory, subduing the enemy without bloodshed, and ensuring that other innocent subjects are not implicated! If I were to directly order the elimination of the Xie family, what if they rose in rebellion? Wouldn't that lead to a bloodbath?!"

Mo Zhonggui chuckled, too lazy to continue talking to Huo Tingsheng.

It's a waste of his breath.

“Since Father Emperor thinks it’s a good idea, then I haven’t made a mistake. Father Emperor’s current state is all because I gave you a slow poison. I don’t want to cause turmoil in Western Qi in order to seize power, so this is the most appropriate time.”

He walked to the dragon bed and slowly poured the remaining half-cup of cold tea from the small table beside the bed onto the ground.

"Father, please rest and recuperate here. I will be busy with state affairs in the future, so I am afraid I will not be able to visit you often."

He blew out the last candle by the bedside and turned to leave.

Huo Tingsheng, standing behind, had a rapidly changing expression, showing extreme anger, intense resentment, and a hint of fear.

The other lamps and candles in the palace had all been extinguished sometime earlier. When Mo Chonggui left, he took the palace lantern he had brought with him. That single, flickering light gradually faded into the distance with his departing figure.

All that remained was a deep, eerie darkness, like countless black ghosts flowing in, ready to devour people into that bottomless abyss.

Huo Tingsheng had never experienced such fear before. He struggled to get off the dragon bed, but he had no strength left and could not get up. In the end, he fell off the bed.

But his lifelong status of supreme and unparalleled nobility still wouldn't allow him to show weakness or bow his head at this moment. He merely masked his fear with anger, cursing loudly at Mo Zhonggui's retreating figure.

"You wicked son! You beast! You murdered your father! You will be struck by lightning one day! You will suffer a terrible death!..."

Mo Zhonggui ignored him and left without looking back, without even pausing for a moment.

The door to the palace was closed, cutting off the only glimmer of light and plunging the interior into complete darkness.

Huo Tingsheng trembled as he looked around. In the darkness, he seemed to see pairs of eyes.

Soaked in blood and steeped in hatred, eyes that refused to close in death.

Those were the eyes of the Xie family members he had killed, gazing at him from the void of the underworld.

Huo Tingsheng was terrified and frantically waved his arms as if trying to shatter these invisible eyes, shouting wildly.

"Get out! All of you, get out of my way!..."

......

Mo Chonggui walked to the outside of the palace, where Shen Lingjun was waiting for him at the door, carrying a palace lantern.

The lamp in her hand was much brighter than his, bathing her in a warm, soft yellow light.

Mo Zhonggui walked out of there as if she had come from the underworld to the mortal world.

Shen Lingjun knew what Mo Zhonggui had gone in to do, but she didn't ask. She just carefully took Mo Zhonggui's arm and whispered, "Are you alright?"

Mo Zhonggui shook his head: "It's nothing."