Chapter 315 Head-on

Two days later, Mo Ao wore a dragon robe and walked into the golden hall kneeling full of courtiers. His face was still blue and white, and his blood-filled eyes were like a bottomless cold pool. The frost was covered with dark pupils. No one would doubt what a shocking storm was contained in it!

All the ministers in the Golden Hall stood respectfully and looked extremely quiet. After the eunuch sang the arrival of Emperor Nuo, only the friction of their clothes and the crisp sound of Chaozhu collided when they saluted.

Mo Ao sat still, glanced coldly at the ministers kneeling below, and moved his fingers slightly: "Get up."

"Thank you, Emperor."

The ministers stood on both sides with solemn faces. No one dares to speak first. For a long time, Mo Ao coughed twice and said in a hoarse voice, "I think you should have heard something. I went to court today to announce an important thing."

Many of the ministers below have changed their faces. Over the years, as the emperor's body is getting weaker and weaker, they have made a lot of thoughts in private. Although they do not explicitly say it, most of them secretly support different princes. If the emperor is really determined to abolish the prince and clean up the court this time, then they will certainly not be good.

Mo Ao did not have the fear in the hearts of the ministers, and continued to say unhaply: "I have ascended the throne for 33 years. I have inherited the emperor's virtue, worked conscientiously, sympathize with ministers and workers, benefit the people, and maintain the peace of the world. Mo Junming is ill-made ancestors. I don't follow my teachings, but I am vicious and violent..."

"Father!"

A desolate shout came. At the gate of the Golden Hall, Mo Junming lay on the ground awkwardly, with a pale face. After a long time of service, the prince on his body knelt down and looked very depressed: "Father, my son is unfilial. I don't ask my father to forgive me, but I beg my father to let my son see him. Face, I'm worried about my father..."

Mo Ao's face was tight, and his eyes were fixed on Mo Junming, as if he wanted to see his heart through his skin and flesh. To be honest, when he saw Mo Junming's appearance, he said that it was not painful in his heart. Just thinking that as a prince, he was fierce and detached, he couldn't help but feel chilling. Such a prince reminded him of the poisonous snake hidden in the dark. Even if he was an emperor, like a tiger, he couldn't carry such a poisonous snake fiercely. Come out and take a bite.

I have to say that Mu Qingya's scheme was very successful. From the loss of morality of the prince in Shangyu Palace to Mo Ao's poisoning, Gong Daotong oil, the the theft of prescription, and the prince's frame-by-step, it gradually raised the suspicion in his heart as an emperor. After doing this throne for a long time, I knew the attraction of it, and the more reluctant I was. And this disappearance of the princess was like pouring a ladle of water into a pot of hot oil, which completely aroused Mo Ao's dissatisfaction with the prince!

"Father, I know that this incident has disappointed you, but I have been raised by you for more than 20 years. I just want to see my father and know that my father is fine, so that I can leave at ease!"

Mo Ao's fingers on the armrest of the dragon chair tightened slightly, the blue veins on the back of his hand were exposed, and the cyan veins looked particularly ferocious. After a long time, he slowly loosened his fingers: "Let that evil barrier come in!"

The guard at the door heard the emperor's order and quickly got out of the way, but Mo Junming did not get up and knelt down and climbed directly into the palace.

All the ministers around stood aside silently and did not dare to look up at the prince who was still beautiful a few days ago. They only felt cold in their hearts, accompanying you like a tiger. Even if the prince could do anything, yesterday he was still high as the crown prince of a country. Now the emperor is angry, not crawling on the ground, and his shape is as humble. A cheap slave?

When Mo Ao saw this shape, the pain flashed in his heart. The child in front of him was his eldest son, which could be said to have been taught by him. From his teeth to being able to deal with the government alone... He really raised the person in front of him as his own son. Although he is an emperor in front of him, he is more of a strict father. Now when I see him like this, I only feel unbearable heartache...

"Your Majesty, take care of the dragon body!"

When the ministers saw Mo Ao's tearful eyes, they knelt on the ground one after another, and their voices were full of sadness.

The prince crawled into the palace and slowly straightened up: "Father, my son is unfilial, which makes my father so angry, and I have no face to face my father. The minister followed his father from the beginning of his memory, listened to his father's teachings, and dared not slack off at all..."

"Shut up!" Mo Ao stood up. Because he got up in a hurry, he shook back and forth before standing firm. "Since you remember so clearly, how can you do such a rebellious thing? Situ Ningxuan is your wife, and she is still pregnant with your child. How can you kill your own flesh and blood?"

Mo Junming raised his head, his face was full of tears, and his face was pale without any color: "Father... My son will not harm his own flesh and blood. That's my child. I have been looking forward to having my own son for a long time. Now my dream has finally come true. How can I have the heart to kill him? Father, please understand."

Mo Ao's eyes were red: "You said it lightly. Then I ask you, how did those two assassins die in your study?"

"I don't know." Mo Junming's voice was sad, and he said this, because he really didn't know it.

"I don't know? Haven't you admitted it yet? Situ Canglin has found the poison of Hedinghong from your bedroom, and immediately closed the palace gate after the fire. You said that the assassin grabbed Situ Ningxuan and Mu Qingya and burned them together, but they found their bodies in your study. You explained it to me well!"

Mo Junming raised his head, raised his sleeves and slowly wiped the tears from his face. His eyes were full of admiration for Mo Ao: "Father, since the last poisoning, your health has been bad, and your left leg has left an old disease because of injury. Every rainy day, the pain does not stop. Pay attention to the medicine in time. Apply, and the minister knows that you care about the people of the world, so please don't stay up late to correct the medal, please..." With that, tears still fell down and saw Mo Ao's face showing a cold look and swallowing the sadness in his heart.

Everyone couldn't figure out why the emperor asked why the prince didn't explain, but said this, but at this time they didn't dare to stand up and listened quietly.

Suddenly, a muffled collision sounded and shocked everyone to look up. Suddenly, they were almost shocked. The prince was lying on the steps up and down the throne of the dragon chair. The steps of Han Baiyu were red, but Mo Junming had no sound.

The prince committed suicide!

Mo Ao's eyes widened and almost fell back. The eunuch beside him quickly came forward to hold him before he stabilized his body.

The breath in his chest was so swollen that it was painful. Mo Ao forcibly suppressed the rolling qi and blood, ran down from the staggering dragon throne, and stepped two steps to Mo Junming: "Prince...my son..."

The wound on Mo Junming's head was terrible, and the blood kept flowing down, and he couldn't cover it with his hands. His pale face was full of despair, and his eyebrows were full of desolation and grief, which made people feel his despair and heartache at a glance.

Mo Ao's voice was particularly hoarse, like a sleepy beast. Although he hated the prince's behavior in his heart, now he saw him hit his head on the steps. Obviously, he was dead. How could he not panic in his father's heart?

"chuan tai yi! Come on, doctor!"

Xu He was run over by two bodyguards, and he didn't have time to salute Mo Ao, and quickly came forward to get Mo Junming's pulse.

After touching his weak breath, he was terrified that this pulse was actually a near-death image.

"Your Majesty, the prince's breath is weak. Put him back** quickly. It's too cold on the ground."

Mo Ao got up in panic and was about to pick up Mo Junming, but his eyes darkened and he fainted directly. Suddenly, the whole hall was in a mess!

The palace is in chaos, and no matter how clear the sky is, it can't illuminate the gloomy atmosphere in the palace. Everyone in the palace is cautious and dares not make a mistake. However, despite this, every day, the palace people are constantly killed and executed, which makes people in the palace panic and dare not even say a word.

At this time, Mu Qingya and others seemed much more leisurely.

Zhao Duo arranged them in other villages and sent several maids and M Mothers to take good care of their lives.

Situ Ningxuan put a purple gold grape in her mouth and closed her eyes to enjoy it slowly, which seemed very leisurely.

Le Qi came over quickly and handed a letter to Mu Qingya: "Miss."

Mu Qingya took the letter, looked at it carefully, and the corners of her lips raised slightly.

Situ Ningxuan asked with a smile, "But is there any good news?"

Mu Qingya shook her head slightly, and the smile on her face could not be seen: "The news is not good or bad, but I think you should be happy to hear it. The prince committed suicide in the Golden Hall, and now his life is in danger.

Situ Ningxuan was stunned for a moment and then laughed loudly: "Haha, it's really good. I didn't expect that the prince would have such a noble person like him to practice himself like this, hehe."

Seeing her appearance, Mu Qingya smiled and said, "His so embarrassedness is not ineffective. The emperor also fainted on the spot, and there was no conclusion about the matter of the abandoned prince."

Situ Ningxuan's smile stiffened, her eyebrows frowned suddenly, her white fingers suddenly tightened, and a purple gold grape banged into juice, leaking out from her fingers: "Mo Junming's trick is a bitter trick?"

"Indeed, although the prince's bitter trick is not smart, it is extremely effective. When the emperor wakes up, I don't think the matter of abolishing the prince will continue."

Situ Ningxuan suddenly stood up and her face twisted: "No, I want the prince to be abolished!" I want his life! Mu Qingya, please help me!"