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"I'm not a spy!" Mo Yin insisted, "I'm not one either!"

"Give me the grasshopper, and you won't be one." The boy held out his hand to her. "Give it to me."

"No, grab it yourself. It was my brother who grabbed it, I can't give it to you." Mo Yin crouched down and hid the pot in her arms, staring at the boy warily.

"Brother Liang, if this spy doesn't listen, we'll have to rob him!" The skinny monkey boy said.

The little boy called Brother Liang thought for a moment. Seeing Mo Yin tightly holding onto the jar, he guessed that she wouldn't be able to get the jar without making a move. He sniffled and nodded, "Take it!"

The skinny boy immediately stepped forward and grabbed Mo Yin's shoulder. Mo Yin screamed and protected Tao Tie as she cried out, "This is my brother's! This is my brother's! You robbers! You are not allowed to steal my brother's grasshopper! "

Mo Yin was small and weak. She was pushed down to the ground by the skinny boy. He broke off her small hands and snatched the jar away.

"I got it, let's go roast the grasshoppers!" The skinny monkey ran away with the pot in his arms. The rest of the people scattered in front of Mo Yin, laughing and chasing after the skinny monkey to roast the grasshoppers.

"That is a grasshopper my big brother caught. Return it to me!" Bandits, robbers! " Mo Yin lay on the ground crying loudly.

Little Mo Yin cried for a while before she got up from the ground, disregarding the dirt and grass on her body. When she saw the group of children gathered together in the distance, she started a fire.

She wiped her tears and snot away and trotted over to them, shouting, "Don't roast, don't roast my brother's grasshopper! "No!"

"Sister, sister!" Mo Jun's voice came from behind Mo Yin.

Little Mo Yin suddenly stopped and turned around with tears streaming down her face. She saw her brother Mo Jun running towards her with a butterfly in his hand.

Mo Jun shouted as he ran, "Got it! Sister, I've caught butterflies for you! Look! "

When Mo Yin saw that her brother had returned, she immediately ran to him, sobbing, "Brother, Brother!" The grasshoppers were gone! The grasshoppers were stolen away by those kids, wuu!

Mo Jun waited until his sister ran over before he could hear what she said clearly. Her pretty face tensed up as she examined her sister. "Did they hit you?"

Her usually beautiful and clean little sister was now covered in dirt and straw. She was in such a sorry state and it was obvious that those people were bullying her.

Little Mo Yin nodded heavily. "Yes!" They pushed me down and took my brother's grasshopper. He said he was going to roast the grasshopper! What do we do, brother? "

"Don't be afraid, I'll teach them a lesson!" Mo Jun's small chest was filled with anger.

"They even said that I was a North Hu spy, and that I was a beauty contestant."

"Nonsense! His father had beaten up many people from the North Hu. They don't understand shit! "

With that, Mo Jun put the butterfly into his sister's hand and told her to catch it properly. He then strode towards the group of boys who were dancing and gesticulating around the fire.

"Hey!" You robbers, return my grasshopper to me! " Mo Jun pointed at the group of people and said loudly.

A group of children turned to look at him when they heard his voice. They saw a young boy about their age, with handsome features, aggressively walking towards them.

The leading boy disdainfully snorted and stood up. He proudly waved the stick in his hand that was tied up to a burnt string of grasshoppers and said, "I'm the boss here. Your grasshopper, we've grilled it! What do you want? "

Mo Jun's eyes were vicious. He did not say anything unnecessary when he walked in front of the boy, he raised his fist and punched the boy in the chest.

The boy staggered and almost fell into the fire.

"You! "You dare to hit me?" The leading boy steadied himself, finding it hard to believe that he had been beaten. He was the boss here.

"That's you!" As Mo Jun said this, he punched again. This time, he swung his fist towards the boy's face. The boy leaned to the side to avoid it, and once again, he lost his balance and sat on the ground.

Mo Jun immediately rode on top of him and grabbed his collar with both of his hands and punched him. The two of them soon began to fight.

When the remaining boys saw that their majestic boss had been defeated, they all found it hard to believe.

"How dare you hit our boss! Brothers, let's go!" Skinny Monkey called out to the crowd. Only then did everyone react as they threw the grasshopper skewers in their hands, surrounding the two people who were fighting with each other.

At this moment, Mo Yin finally caught up with them. She saw that these kids were surrounding her brother and punching him a dozen times. She whimpered and began to cry again, clutching at one of the boys clothes with both hands, crying, "Don't hit my brother, don't you hit my brother! Go away! "

No one had the time to notice this crying girl and only wanted to teach Mo Jun a lesson. Although Mo Jun was only ten years old, he started learning martial arts at the age of three. After reversing the situation a few times, he crawled up from the ground, looking as if he had completely angered the other party. He roared loudly and sent out a series of punches and kicks. Not long after, all the little boys were knocked to the ground like the wind sweeping fallen leaves, wailing non-stop.

The little boy who was the leader got up, unconvinced. "Do you know who I am? You dare to hit me?"

Mo Jun stood up straight and looked at the bruised boy with disdain, "I don't care who you are."

"My father is General Chen Zhidong, the General of Qingyang Pass. I am his son, Chen Liang!" the boy said.

Mo Jun patted the dirt off his body and chuckled. "I don't know him."

With that, she pulled Mo Yin, who had stopped crying, and said, "Sister, let's go."

"What about our grasshoppers?" Mo Yin asked.

"Nope, we'll capture them tomorrow."

Chen Liang saw that they were about to leave, and shouted: "Hey, who are you? State your name! "

Mo Jun did not even turn around, "A defeated opponent is not qualified to know my name."

"Ai ai!" Chen Liang angrily shouted at Mo Jun: "I won't let you go. I will definitely take revenge! "

Mo Jun pulled Mo Yin away as if he didn't hear anything.

Within the empress dowager's palace.

The Queen cast a lazy glance at Han Jie, the only son of the Emperor, who was kneeling by the door. He only felt that it was an eyesore.

Han Jie was ten years old this year, but his face was yellow and skinny. He looked like he was only seven or eight years old.

He was born to a palace maid in the East Palace before the emperor ascended to the throne. It was said that the palace maid was born with a bewitching beauty and powerful methods. She thought she could use her flesh and blood to soar into the sky, but she never would have thought that after giving birth to her child, she would die. There were naturally some unspeakable secrets.

He had also learned a lesson from this unpopular prince, which resulted in the Emperor not accepting the harem for five years after he had ascended to the throne. Each family was to be chosen and sent to the palace.

With her identity as the prime minister's daughter, the empress had successfully ascended to the last position. Thus, Han Jie was raised by her. However, this child had never been taken seriously by anyone since he was young, let alone the fact that someone would seriously raise him. Therefore, they were extremely mischievous and would do something infuriating every day.

For example, today, he climbed up to the roof of Ningren Palace and scurried around like a monkey. He kicked down the green tiles on the roof of Ningren Palace and smashed it onto Young Eunuch, who was just about to go out.

The palace maids and eunuchs in the Ningren Palace caught him for an hour before they captured him from the rooftop and brought him to the empress, begging her to punish him.

The empress ordered him to kneel in the hall for four hours before deciding.

Now the time had come. The empress raised her teacup to her mouth and took a sip of tea. "Do you know your wrongs?"

Han Jie lowered his eyes, "Got it."

"Do you still do this in the future?"

"Not anymore."

"Mm, it's good that you know you're wrong, but you haven't finished receiving your punishment. Go back and think about it for a night, you're not allowed to eat." Han Jie lowered his head and glanced at his mouth, kowtowed to the empress, then supported himself on the ground with his hands, dragging his two unconscious legs as he slowly crawled out of the hall.

He crawled towards the dark side hall where he lived. Along the way, none of the palace maids and eunuchs stepped forward to help him up. All of them looked at him with indifference and disdain as he slowly crawled past them.

In the side hall, only Han Jie and his wet nurse Mother Soong were serving him. Mother Soong was too timid to see him through the crack in the door. She opened the door and carried him into the room.

Mother Soong complained as she walked, "My ancestor, can't you just be an honest man and not cause trouble? If you continue to be so mischievous, your mother's little life will be lost with you. "

"Don't worry, Mother Soong. I'll find a chance to beg someone to send you out." I won't let you die here. " Han Jie said emotionlessly in her arms.

Mother Soong placed Han Jie on the bed and rubbed his stiff legs. After sighing for a while, she said in a low voice, "I'm not afraid of death, I just feel sorry for you, my little prince." Do you know what it's like to live like this? "Although he's a prince, he's not as shameless as Young Eunuch."

"One more day is one more day. "Who asked me to be someone who shouldn't have been born." Han Jie said numbly as he laid on the bed.

There were many rumors about his mother in the palace. After hearing them a lot, and seeing that his father really did treat him coldly, Han Jie understood the situation he was in. He had been living at death's door for ten years now. No one had taught him how to read, no one had taught him etiquette. Mother Soong had asked for all three meals a day. He was as useless as a dog.

He had secretly run to the hall of the imperial court, and had looked up to his father, who was as lofty and dignified as a god. It wasn't as if there was no hope in his heart. He could look at him and talk to him, but he was even more afraid that he would expel him from the palace as if he were a piece of trash.

He desired and feared his own father. He had no hope for his own future, so he had nothing to do every day but behave in a way that would attract the attention of those in the harem.

It was not the first time he had been punished. He had long since gotten used to the punishment from his nominal mother.

Speaking of this Queen, Han Jie felt that it was better to stay away from her. Normally, the empress would be gentle and magnanimous, humble and merciful to anyone, but when she stabbed them in the back, she was ruthless and accurate.

Usually, she would say that her little sister had served the emperor more, and then she would say that her sister had toiled too much. This little sister was extremely grateful, and coaxed Mo Fei to form a heart with her. Behind her back, she really wished that Mo Fei could die immediately.

It was also because the heavens did not help that the Empress succeeded in killing Mo Fei. At the time of the incident, he had personally witnessed the empress bringing Mo Fei onto the bridge by visiting the imperial garden to admire the flowers. While chatting and laughing, he walked to the middle of the bridge and suddenly changed his face. He grabbed onto Mo Fei's hand and shouted, "Little sister, don't push me!" He then fell into the lake.

However, she'd hurt herself eight hundred times over if she killed one thousand enemies. She hadn't expected that she would be pregnant. With this jump, the little prince in her womb would be miscarried.