Mo Qin Yi appeared from behind the guards with smug smile hung on his lips. "What is happening here? Don't you know there is a motion in front of the imperial hall? And there is someone who has kidnapped imperial concubine Lin Xinyang?" He asked while staring at Xiao Jun.
There were four men behind Mo Qin Yi who were holding torches to light his road as the shadow of the fire, dancing on the surface of his face, turned him more vicious than his usual expression.
"Crown prince Mo Qin Yi." The chief guard knelt in front of Mo Qin Yi as he glanced arrogantly at Xiao Jun.
Since Mo Qin Yi was here, he wanted to see how this abandoned prince rejected his order to check on his courtyard now.
