Wen Zhan looked directly at Mo Zeshen without fear, and the stern look in his eyes was not inferior to his.
His face was grim, and he said deeply: "Don't think that you can be unscrupulous just because you saved everyone. If you want women, go to the brothels that are most common in the city."
His tone was full of contempt, completely unlike how ordinary people would treat officers and soldiers.
Mo Zeshen couldn't help but narrowed his eyes, curled his lips coldly, and said disdainfully: "Who are you, brother? Why have I never heard of it, not only cats and dogs dare to get close to Tangtang!"
"Say it again!" Wen Zhan's obsidian pupils sank slightly, and anger invaded his entire face.
Seeing that he was angry, Mo Ze lowered his eyes and sneered, then quickly grabbed Wen Zhan by the collar, turned around and knocked him against the wall behind him. Not to be outdone, Wen Zhan also grabbed him by the collar and held him with both hands. People struggled together.
Seeing that the situation was not good, Lu Qingtang quickly stepped forward and grabbed Mo Zeshen's arm, "Mo Zeshen, let go, he is still injured."
Mo Zeshen pressed his elbow against Wen Zhan and looked at Lu Qingtang, his teeth almost shattered, "I'm injured too, why don't you let him give in to me!"
Lu Qingtang: "..."
She was speechless for a moment.
It's not because of a guilty conscience, it's because Mo Zeshen is really unreasonable. Although Mo Bao was a bit cruel, he didn't take this minor injury seriously. Mo Zeshen is too squeamish now.
She curled her lips and looked at him with disdain, "As for your injury, it will start to scar early tomorrow morning. What do you want me to say about you?"
She said, grabbing Mo Zeshen's arm again, "Can you let him go? He's seriously injured. The medicine I just gave him, don't turn around and cause it to collapse again."
But Mo Zeshen didn't pay attention at all, and worked harder with his hands. Wen Zhan refused to admit defeat. The two of them fought with fists and then started fighting with legs and feet. Wen Zhan's leg was injured, and he was obviously no match for Mo Zeshen. If things continued like this, he would probably have to take medicine again.
Lu Qingtang immediately raised his hand and pushed Mo Zeshen, and said angrily to him: "I told you to stop beating me. Stop beating me. You can't hear me!"
Mo Ze, who was fighting vigorously with Wen Zhan, was stunned for a moment, then immediately let go of Wen Zhan and kept a distance from him. But the two of them still glared at each other, without any sign of giving in.
Mo Zeshen looked at Wen Zhan with cold eyes, "If Tangtang hadn't allowed me to do it, I would have cut you into pieces today."
"You dare to touch me!" Wen Zhan was not to be outdone, still looking domineering.
Lu Qingtang immediately raised his forehead and said with a speechless face, "Can you two save some time, or else both of you will leave, don't rely on me!"
As expected, these words worked. Mo Zeshen immediately sat aside with an unconvinced look on his face, and Wen Zhan was naturally very dissatisfied.
At this time, Yuan Lang walked to the door and bowed deeply to Mo Ze. He seemed to want to say something, but was unable to do so due to the crowd.
When Mo Zeshen saw this, he immediately vented his anger on him. He pointed at Yuan Lang and said loudly: "If you have anything to say, tell me quickly!"
"What are you yelling at?" Lu Qingtang glared at him.
Mo Zeshen immediately covered his mouth, and then explained to Lu Qingtang in a low voice, "I didn't yell at you..."
As he spoke, he swallowed, and his eyes dodged when he looked at her, just like the naughty Mo Bao who was being scolded.
Lu Qingtang couldn't help but curl his lips, rolled his eyes at him, and then said to Yuan Lang: "If you have something to say, please tell me quickly, lest your father will yell later."
Mo Zeshen knew that Lu Qingtang was mocking him, so he said nothing more.
"Going back to Fourth Master, we have counted all the dead and injured bandits, as well as those who were captured and taken up the mountain. One of the second bosses is missing. Some people say that the second boss was injured. He shouldn't be able to run far. Do you want your subordinates to chase him? Yuan Lang cupped his hands and said to Mo Zeshen in the room.
Mo Zeshen waved his hand, "No need, a bandit can't make a difference. Let the soldiers rest after eating."
However, Yuan Lang still didn't leave. He looked at him with a troubled face, as if he was a little embarrassed to say anything. Mo Zeshen knew that he had something else to say, so he stood up and left the room.
Walking to the corridor, Yuan Lang whispered to Mo Zeshen: "Your Majesty, there is something that I don't know whether to say or not. It has something to do with the princess."
"Stop talking nonsense." Mo Zeshen looked back at the direction of the room and said to Yuan Lang, "Speak quickly."
Yuan Lang gritted his teeth, not daring to look at Mo Zeshen's face at all, and lowered his voice, "Some minions said that the bandit leader Wang Biao once took the princess to physics alone, and the princess came out disheveled..."
His voice became smaller and smaller until it was almost inaudible. Then he grabbed Mo Zeshen's arm and said, "My lord, don't be angry. My lord, my lord, is smart. Maybe nothing happened."
"I'll kill him!" Mo Zeshen broke away from Yuan Lang's arm and walked towards the prison. As he walked, he said to him, "I will kill him if anything happens. If not, I will make him regret coming." To this world!”
Yuan Lang looked at Mo Ze's angry back and couldn't help but swallowed: I'm afraid the bandit leader will be punished!
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"Why do you think you are so mean-mouthed? What if he kills you!"
Lu Qingtang wanted to tear Zeng Ke's mouth open so that he would never be able to speak again.
Zeng Ke squatted on the bed, looking like he had been greatly wronged. He didn't dare to say a word for a long time.
Lu Qingtang threw the cotton swab with the ointment into the trash can nearby, then pointed at the gauze and said to Zeng Ke, "Bring me the gauze."
Zeng Ke immediately offered the gauze obediently, and Lu Qingtang took it and wrapped it around Wen Zhan's leg again.
As she wrapped the gauze around her, she began to babble, "And you, do you know who he is? If you just fight him, will you die?"
"Yes, who is he? He actually dares to touch you, Master Tang. He will kill you!" Zeng Ke also echoed.
Lu Qingtang did not respond directly to Zeng Ke's words. He did not speak until the gauze was wrapped, "He...he is Chen Wang Mo Zeshen."
After hearing this, Zeng Ke's eyes almost fell out, "No way, Master Tang? You are right, are you right? He is King Chen? No wonder he dares to tease you. It's great to have power!"
After saying that, he had a sour look on his face, as if he and Mo Ze were deeply jealous.
However, Wen Zhan had a look of disdain on his face and snorted coldly, "What about the prince? Once he enters my Nanzhou territory, he has to listen to the King of Zhennan. The prince is just a little more noble than ordinary people, so what the hell!"
"Ouch, what a loud tone!" Zeng Ke looked up and down at Wen Zhan, "Xiao Sha, what's your background? You have such a loud tone, I wouldn't brag like you! King Chen, that's His Majesty's treasure. I heard that the previous paragraph When it was time to divorce his ugly and weird wife, she immediately took away her three children, making Your Majesty so angry..."
Just as he was talking, Zeng Ke's face turned green. He looked at Lu Qingtang in disbelief and was too shocked to say a word.
After a long while, Zeng Ke finally spoke, "No way, Lord Tang, don't tell me that the father of your three children is Mo Zeshen, right?"
"no."
Lu Qingtang lowered his head to put away the remaining gauze, and when he raised his eyes, he saw that Zeng Ke seemed to be relieved.
