313. The King's Wrath
"Refusing to accept punishment?" Mo Xiuyao scoffed as though he had heard a joke, looking disdainfully at Bai Qingning's beautiful face, twisted in anger and defiance. "What right do you have to protest against me? For harming Ah-Li, you… all of you deserve to die!" His voice dropped to a low whisper for his last words, so faint that the noble ladies nearby did not hear him. But to Bai Qingning, it was as deafening as a roaring drum.
For a moment, Bai Qingning even thought she saw a crimson light flickering in Mo Xiuyao's eyes, reminiscent of a malicious demon. Overcome by fear, she let out a piercing scream. Not far away, Madam Bai, realizing that the situation wasn't as favorable as she had hoped, hurriedly stumbled over, crying out, "Prince… My daughter..."
