บท 529: The One Who Threw Mud into Sweetcake's Bowl

"That's right. The sickly boy who threw mud into Sweetcake's bowl."

Bai Ze didn't know what that kid's name was. In any case, in their eyes, he was just a young brat who deserved a beating for throwing mud into Sweetcake's bowl.

Mo Beiyuan's eyes darkened. "Wasn't that kid poisoned by Bun? How did he get promoted?"

No matter what, Dajing's throne would not be given to a son born to a princess who had been married off.

Originally, Mo Beiyuan did not care who would become the emperor on Dajing's side.

However, the sickly boy gave him a bad feeling; he was like a cold viper.

Bai Ze immediately understood what he meant. "I'll get someone to investigate."

Now that he was the general of the East Continent, the affairs of the East Continent were his business.

Although Dajing did not pose much of a threat to the East Continent, there was indeed something strange about the sudden abnormal change in the throne.