Chapter 305 Brothers and Feet

Mo Junming knelt on the ground and listened to the fierce beating of his heart and quickly thought about countermeasures. He never thought that he would find a prescription for the plague in his palace. Some time ago, his father had just imprisoned him in the mansion because of Mo Junyan stealing the prescription, but finally found that the prescription was actually in him. Here, doesn't this mean that everything is planned by him? It seems that the person behind this wants to show his father the illusion of brotherhood. Looking at his father's appearance, he actually let this man succeed!

Mo Ao looked at Mo Junming calmly, and the atmosphere in the hall became solemn for a moment.

Han Xilian's heart was moved. She didn't expect Mo Ao to have such a reaction. Compared with such calmness, she hoped that Mo Ao could be furious. However, the emperor should not believe such a simple strategy, right?

"Your Majesty, this matter is strange. Concubine He suddenly miscarried, and this prescription appeared in the imperial uterus. How can it be so coincidental? It is clear that someone wants to trap the prince in injustice. Please check it clearly."

Mo Ao turned his head and said calmly, "Do you mean that someone framed the prince again?"

"What the emperor said is very true." Han Xilian lowered his eyes, so he did not find that Mo Ao's face became more and more icy after hearing her words.

Mu Qingya sneered in her heart. If he had not experienced poisoning a few years ago, the emperor might have believed that the prince had been framed, but now, his body has been damaged and the imperial power has been repeatedly challenged. Mo Ao's nerves have been extremely tense, and a little wind and grass will make him pay special attention to it. What's more, it is the prince who is the biggest threat to him at present! After all, if he dies, it will be Mo Junming who will inherit the throne. Even if he knows that the prince has been wronged, he will take this opportunity to suppress the prince's power! This is the emperor's plan! It was she who saw through this that she dared to use such an adventurous method.

Sure enough, Mo Ao sneered and threw a string of bright Buddha beads in his hand to the ground with a bang: "Falt? Queen, do you think that besides me, there is any other power in this palace that can compare with the prince? This Jianzhang Palace is under his jurisdiction. Why is it so easy to be framed? It's nonsense! Prince, you are the crown prince of a country. Originally, I saw you particularly generous and thought that you could be the leader, but as the crown prince of a country, your mind and measurement are what you should have. Mo Junyu will be your minister in the future. It's good for you to have to die, but he is also your brother and your right arm in governing the vicissitudes of life. What's the difference between framing him and cutting off your arm like this? As a prince, you are so disappointing to me!"

Mo Junming's head buzzed, and he never thought that Mo Ao would speak so fiercely, which was obviously to consolidate his charge of killing his brothers and feet. He knelt on the ground with a bang and walked to Mo Ao, with a sad look on his face: "Father, my son is wronged. Jun Wei is the younger brother of his son. How could he frame him? The father has educated his sons and ministers since he was a child and asked his brothers to be respectful. Over the years, although the sons and several royal brothers are a little unhappy, we have blood and family affection. How can the sons and ministers frame their own brothers so viciously? Father, please observe clearly and give justice to my son.

Mo Ao's face is like frost: "Is it wrong? Then tell me, how did this prescription appear in your palace?

Mo Junming's eyes were cold. He never thought that Mo Ao would not believe him so much. He was so aggressive that he suddenly panicked. At this time, he could not lose his father's favor, otherwise his prince would soon be pulled down by several brothers.

"Father, I don't know. Although the son sometimes disappoints the emperor, He Qingyun's belly is the son's own flesh and blood. The son can't joke about this matter. In addition, if the son really gets the prescription, he will definitely hide it well. How can he hide the ** said by a side concubine? Please explain it.

"The second prince is here!"

A notice sounded at the door.

Mo Junming's heart trembled, subconsciously looked at the door, and found a thin figure standing at the door. Because against the light, he could not see the appearance of the person. He only saw a dark face, which looked gloomy and horrible in warm weather.

Mu Qingya raised her eyes slightly and was very surprised. She didn't see many of them. How could Mo Junyu be so thin? It seemed that she could be described as a skeleton.

"The unfilial son Mo Junyan has met his father."

Mo Ao looked over coldly, and his voice was cold: "Aren't you banning? Why did it appear here?" Are these sons really going to reverse? Unexpectedly, he ignored his order so well.

Mo Junqi touched the ground with his head, and his eyes were full of sincere admiration: "Father, no matter how unfilial my son is, I can't know that my father is in poor health and will not come to visit him. The son knows that it is a felony to violate his father's imperial order and leave the house without permission. It doesn't matter if the father punishes his son, but please take care of his health for the sake of the people of the world.

Hearing these earnest words, Mo Ao's face looked better: "Prince, have you seen it? How can you bear to frame such a brother?"

Mo Junming's eyes are painful: "Father, please believe in your son. My son grew up under your guidance. How could he do such an unjust thing? Father, please believe in my son..." With that, he was already sobbing.

Mo Junyan raised his head and looked at the prince in a begly way. Then he knelt down two steps to Mo Junming and said earnestly, "Prince, it's just a small thing. You don't have to do that. My father loves you the most. Your appearance must make it very difficult for your father. With that, he looked up at Mo Ao and said, "Father, I don't want to think about the crown prince. In fact, I didn't want to say it. At the beginning, I found that those copied scriptures had been replaced. However, I think this matter is also the prince's brother's confusion for a moment. Please calm your anger.

As soon as Mo Junyan said this, the atmosphere around him became more and more solemn, that is, Han Xilian, who had been indifferent, and his face changed. At first, when he pleaded for Mo Junyan, Mo Ao's face was still ugly, but in the end, his eyes suddenly changed.

"What are you talking about? Those scriptures were exchanged by the prince?

Mo Jun's face was full of doubts: "Isn't this what the prince just said?"

Mo Junming's hand in his sleeve clenched his fist tightly. If the current situation hadn't been very bad for him, he really wanted to hit him in the face with a fist: "Father..." He said how Mo Junyan could kindly plead for him. It turned out that he came to fall into the well!

"Shut up!" Mo Ao's face turned pale, "Prince, I really didn't expect you to be like this... you..."

Seeing that Mo Ao was so angry that he couldn't even say anything, Han Xilian hurried forward to help him: "Your Majesty, don't be so angry. The dragon body is important."

"Oh, I see that the prince is eager for me to die earlier!" Mo Ao shook off Han Xilian's arm, "Look at your good son!"

Mo Junming kowtowed hard, and soon his forehead turned blue: "Father, how can you let me admit what I haven't done? Are you going to force your son to die?"

Mo Ao suddenly exposed the blue veins on his forehead: "Bak! Are you threatening me?"

"Father, I don't dare, but I feel depressed. No matter what the sin is, I have to give my son a chance to refute."

Mo Ao's chest was heaving fiercely, and his tightly squeezed lips trembled slightly: "Okay, I'll give you a chance. Second prince, what do you think is the matter with the exchange of scriptures?

Mo Junyan's face was full of chagrin. Obviously, he was blaming himself for messing things up. He opened his mouth and just wanted to speak when he heard Mo Ao's cold voice.

"Deceiving you is a death crime. Although you are my sons, I will not condone you again and again."

Mo Junyan hurriedly kowtowed: "My son dare not. I told my father. Some time ago, when some people said that the scriptures copied by my son used chicken blood, my son felt something was wrong. Those scriptures were because my son heard that piercing blood to copy the scriptures was the most pious. Among the people, some people made them sick because of this. The parents recovered, so the minister chose this method. Every word is copied with blood. I dare not slack off at all, and in order to highlight the specialness of these scriptures, I deliberately clicked a point on each page. After that, I found that although the handwriting is the same as that of each page, there is no point at the bottom of each page. After that, the minister investigated privately and found out that only one cleaning servant went to the room where the minister copied the scriptures. The servant later admitted that it was instructed by the prince's brother. The one who imitated the minister's handwriting was a compilation under the prince's door.

Mo Ao's face was indistinguishable: "Well, it's really good. I didn't expect the prince's hand to be so long that even the prince's house could be inserted. Prince, what else do you have to say?

hatred flashed in Mo Junming's eyes: "Father, son..." At this time, he really didn't know what to say. If it was about the previous prescription, because there was no exact evidence, he could still refute it, but Mo Junyan's words were like a big stone, directly pressed on his head and asked him to say something. My father won't believe it. Now I can only hope for my mother.

Han Xilian's expression condensed. He never thought that things would be like this. He didn't expect that Mo Ao would scold the prince so much in a side concubine's bedroom. After receiving the prince's eyes for help, she turned her eyes away. Now Mo Ao is clearly angry and will make him extremely irritable if he says anything, so it is the best strategy to do nothing. It is to make the prince suffer, but now the more the prince suffers, the more guilty Mo Ao will be!