"Shut up!" Mo Jue exploded like a cat whose tail had been stepped on.
Chongchong not only didn't shut up, but also curled her lips, "Are you angry out of shame?"
Mo Jue's face was already as dark as a storm cloud, "I will definitely make you all pay for this!"
"Take him away and lock him up."
Chenchen gave the order coldly.
"Yes!"
The Guard Commander immediately stepped forward to drag him away.
The Queen watched Mo Ting being escorted away, hesitated for a moment, but couldn't help but plead, "Chenchen, Mo Jue is still your brother..."
The former King did indeed disgust her, but he was already dead, and Mo Ting, although she didn't like him, was still her son.
Before she could finish, Chenchen nodded, "I know, so as long as he behaves, I won't do anything to him."
A grateful smile appeared on the Queen's slightly pale face, "Chenchen, thank you."
She didn't ask for anything else, as long as Mo Ting's life was spared.
