Chapter 621 - Icy Winds and Frosty Rain (1/2)

“We are killing you, this witch, who is ruining the kingdom and causing suffering to the people in order to police villany and punish evil! So as to keep to the correct path!” Like lightning, the sword in Mo Lian’s hand had already arrived at n.o.ble Consort Zheng’s head.

n.o.ble Consort Zheng shrieked and squeezed into the old king’s embrace with all her might. Feeling a chill, she reached behind her head before discovering that the sword energy had chopped off a part of her fine black hair.

Nearly about to faint, n.o.ble Consort Zheng hugged the old king with a death grip as she shrieked while bawling her eyes out, “My king, my king, save me, my king!!”

King Mo quickly hugged his beloved consort and frantically waved a hand back and forth as he repeatedly shouted, “My royal son!! My royal son, my royal son—”

Mo Lian glared coldly with a sullen face at his old father who was blocking his way. “You step aside.”

Everyone: “…”

Crown Prince the Great, your tone of voice doesn’t seem right!

“My royal son!” The old king hastily pushed his beloved consort behind himself and tried to smooth things over. “Put your sword away, put it away, put your sword away!”

“Put it away and then speak, okay, my royal son.” The old king retreated several steps backwards in succession while guarding n.o.ble Consort Zheng. Immediately afterwards, though, he felt that he was being a bit cowardly by acting like this in front of his son and daughter-in-law. He quickly thrust out his chest and chided, “Preposterous! Crown Prince, how could you draw your sword at your concubine mother so readily? It really is too…”

“Anyways, immediately put your sword away! Quickly!” Seeing that Mo Lian remained unmoved, the old king couldn’t stay composed any longer and quickly ran forwards.

Seeing his feebleminded royal father charge straight at the tip of his sword, Mo Lian could only put away his sword with an inexplicable expression.

“My royal son! That’s right, everyone can talk things out. We’re all one family, so there isn’t anything that can’t be said.” The king released a sigh of relief before turning to face the crown prince consort, who wore a bone-chilling expression and had not a hint of warmth.

“Cough.” The king was momentarily at a loss for words when he saw that small stoic face.