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After dealing with Cui Jincheng, Chu Zhiyi turned around and joined the battle against Mo Ji.

Mo Ji was now surrounded and was gradually losing his strength in the face of the combined attacks of Chu Zhiyi, Guo Zhen and Qingyang Hou.

He had multiple injuries, and his clothes were stained with blood.

"Mo Ji, surrender! You have nowhere to escape!" Chu Zhiyi shouted.

Mo Ji looked at the enemies around him, his heart filled with despair. He knew that he was destined to fail today.

After hesitating for a moment, he sighed, threw away the broadsword in his hand, and slowly knelt down...

The moment Mo Ji knelt down, the stench of blood in the air grew stronger, and the surroundings were deathly silent, with only a gentle breeze occasionally blowing and stirring up the dust on the ground.

Mo Ji's mind was instantly filled with memories of the past.

In the courtyard, the elderly parents strolled leisurely, their faces beaming with anticipation for a peaceful life; inside, the gentle wife embroidered new clothes for him, a faint smile on her lips; the children, too young to understand, ran and laughed in the yard, their clear laughter still seeming to echo in my ears.

However, all of this will now shatter like bubbles because of the treason he committed tonight.

Thinking of the impending annihilation of his family, Mo Ji's eyes instantly welled up with tears. Regret and sorrow surged like a tidal wave, completely overwhelming him.

"Mo Ji, now that you have surrendered, come back to the palace with me and await my father's judgment."

Chu Zhiyi's calm yet authoritative voice suddenly shattered the oppressive tranquility.

Mo Ji slowly raised his head, and the moment his gaze fell on Chu Zhiyi, his lips trembled uncontrollably, and his throat felt as if something was choking him. A thousand words were stuck in his heart, but he couldn't say them.

After a long silence, he finally spoke with difficulty, his voice hoarse like a broken bellows: "Your Highness, I am deeply sinful and willing to atone with my death. I only beg you to spare my family and not implicate them, considering that I served the court for many years..."

Before he could finish speaking, tears welled up in his eyes and slid down his blood-stained and dust-covered face.

Chu Zhiyi frowned slightly, looking at the former court general in front of him. His anger was like a raging fire, but when he saw Mo Ji's miserable appearance, it was quietly replaced by a trace of pity.

But treason is a heinous crime, and the law of the land is clear; it cannot be easily forgiven.

After a moment's thought, he said, "Mo Ji, your crimes are unforgivable, but since you have surrendered, I will truthfully report your request to Father. As for how to deal with you, Father will decide."

Upon hearing Chu Zhiyi's reply, despair flashed in Mo Ji's eyes.

After a moment of silence, he suddenly bent down and quickly picked up the blood-stained knife from the ground.

Chu Zhiyi and the others were shocked to see this and were about to speak up to stop them, but it was too late.

Mo Ji gripped the hilt of his sword tightly with both hands, his face filled with determination and sorrow, his lips trembling slightly, but he did not utter another sound.

Immediately afterwards, he swung the blade horizontally and forcefully slashed across his own neck.

A gush of bright red blood gushed out, starkly visible against the gloomy sky.

His body swayed, then slowly fell forward, crashing heavily onto the dusty, blood-stained ground with a dull thud.

At this moment, a weak sob escaped his throat, as if he were bidding a final farewell to the world, or perhaps lamenting for his family...

Chu Zhiyi stared at Mo Ji's fallen body, his heart filled with mixed emotions, and he was speechless for a moment.

Guo Zhen and Marquis Shen Wangnan of Qingyang were also stunned by this sudden turn of events and stood there dumbfounded.

"Your Highness..." Guo Zhen was the first to come to his senses and called out softly.

Chu Zhiyi took a deep breath and said slowly, "Properly dispose of Mo Ji's body. Although this battle has ended, there are still many things to do afterward."

After speaking, he turned around and looked around. He saw dead and wounded soldiers lying haphazardly on the battlefield, their blood staining the ground red. The tragic scene was heartbreaking.

Chu Zhiyi ordered Guo Zhen to lead the soldiers to quickly clear the battlefield and treat the wounded.

He himself returned to the inner hall of the Duke of Xingguo's mansion with the Marquis of Qingyang for a short rest.

After the two sat down in the room, Chu Zhiyi asked Qingyang Marquis curiously, "My lord, how did you know I would be here tonight?"

Marquis Qingyang sighed slightly and said slowly, "It was Guo Zhen who sent someone to inform me. He was supposed to arrive earlier, but a traitor appeared in his team. Because of dealing with this person, it took a lot of time, so he sent me to help you first."

Upon hearing this, Chu Zhiyi frowned, a flash of anger in his eyes: "How could this happen! It's despicable that such a traitor has appeared in the army. General Guo handled it well; if he hadn't been cautious, the situation would have been even more unpredictable."

Marquis Qingyang nodded slightly and continued, "Guo Zhen knew that this rescue was urgent and rushed over without stopping after confirming that there were no more hidden dangers in the team."

He rode at breakneck speed, without even taking a break, just to get to your side as quickly as possible. Upon receiving the news, I immediately mustered my men, daring not to delay in the slightest.”

A warm feeling welled up in Chu Zhiyi's heart, and he said with emotion, "We were able to escape danger this time thanks to the full assistance of General Guo and the Marquis. I will definitely reward you two handsomely in the future. Your loyalty and courage are truly a blessing to our dynasty."

As the two were talking, Guo Zhen came to report that the battlefield had been cleared.

By this time, the sky was beginning to lighten, and the night had passed.

"General Guo, Lord Marquis, I would like to trouble you two to escort the Duke of Xingguo and his family to the Ministry of Justice prison. I, the Prince, am going to Guiyun Mountain to welcome my father back to court!"

"Your Highness, what should be done with the Empress?" Guo Zhen suddenly asked.

"Let Father Emperor deal with her himself!"

Guo Zhen and Qingyang Hou accepted the order and left, while Chu Zhiyi ordered two magnificent carriages to be prepared, and with several personal guards, they rode at full speed towards Guiyun Mountain.

After the battle ended last night, Sage Lingxiao and others had already returned to Guiyun Mountain and informed the Emperor overnight of Chu Zhiyi's great victory over the Duke of Xingguo and other traitors.

The emperor was overjoyed and immediately ordered people to pack their things in preparation for returning to the palace the next day.

When Chu Zhiyi arrived at Guiyun Mountain with his men, the Emperor was already waiting at the foot of the mountain, accompanied by Prince Kang and his wife.

When the Emperor saw Chu Zhiyi returning from afar, his tightly furrowed brows instantly relaxed, and his eyes were filled with satisfaction and praise.

He strode forward, patted Chu Zhiyi's shoulder forcefully, and said with undisguised joy in his voice, "Yi'er, in this suppression of the rebellion, you turned the tide and brought the Duke of Xingguo to justice, making outstanding contributions. I am very pleased!"

Upon seeing this, Chu Zhiyi immediately knelt on one knee and respectfully replied, "Your subject has fortunately fulfilled his mission. Last night at the Duke of Xingguo's residence, your subject fought a desperate battle with the rebels and ultimately did not fail Your Majesty's trust. Now, Cui Jincheng has been executed, and Mo Ji has also committed suicide out of fear of punishment."

Your Majesty, I have rushed to Guiyun Mountain to welcome you back to court, to oversee the overall situation, to thoroughly investigate any remaining supporters, and to uphold the law.

Upon hearing this, the Emperor nodded hastily: "Very well, I will return to the palace immediately!"