"I don't care, and I can't do anything about it. I'm old and don't care about these things anymore … "Dongfang Lan waved for Aunt Qing to send her off.
"Mother, His Majesty has always been filial. He will listen to you! Hong 'er is my only son. If anything happens to him, I won't be able to live anymore! " Dongfang Lan's refusal to help was within Li Bing's expectations, but she was unwilling to let her son miss the opportunity to be the Crown Prince.
Li Bing immediately knelt in front of Dongfang Lan, kowtowing and crying. She looked very pitiful, like all mothers in the world. However, Dongfang Lan couldn't help because this was related to the throne.
Although Wanyan Hong was the Crown Prince, his words and actions didn't have the bearing of a ruler. If such a person became the Emperor, the people would suffer. Dongfang Lan couldn't ignore the country and the people just because she loved her grandson.
The throne should be given to the right person. If Wanyan Hong wasn't suitable, then he should be given to someone else.
Dongfang Lan's thoughts were the same as Wanyan Lie's. After locking Wanyan Hong up for a few days, Wanyan Lie finally appeared in front of him. Seeing his son's dispirited face, Wanyan Lie was a little disappointed.
"Do you know your mistake?"
"I don't know." Wanyan Hong's head was bandaged. Although he was locked up, his treatment wasn't bad, so his complexion didn't look that bad.
"You did such a thing to your sister, and you're still not in the wrong?" Wanyan Lie was furious when he saw Wanyan Hong's indifferent expression. Because of his agitation, the veins on his hands popped out one by one.
"Hahahaha!" Wanyan Hong laughed heartily at his father's words. Tears trickled down from the corners of his eyes. He wiped them away and stared at the man in dragon robes.
"Imperial Father, please take a good look. How does that woman look like Baozhu? She's just wearing a human skin mask! Hahaha! "
Wanyan Lie was shocked by Wanyan Hong's words. He nodded and Jing De immediately went next door. Soon, Jing De returned with a human skin mask and handed it to Wanyan Lie.
"Imperial Father, do you see this? It's a human skin mask! Although I did imitate Imperial Father, I don't have a sister like the most beautiful woman in the world! "
"What did you say? Say it again! " Wanyan Hong's words provoked Wanyan Lie. He had never expected that his Crown Prince would say something like that.
"Imperial Father, did I not speak clearly and directly? Even if I'm incest, I inherited it from you … "
"Pa —"
Before Wanyan Hong could finish speaking, Wanyan Lie raised his hand and gave him a vicious slap across the face. Smelling the taste of blood in his mouth, Wanyan Hong chuckled and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. Wanyan Hong looked at Wanyan Lie with an even more provocative gaze.
"Is what I said wrong? Who was the one who used Little Aunt's undergarment to do those dirty things? Who hid so many women who looked like Little Aunt in the Everautumn Palace? Who was the one who schemed against Mount Yandang … I don't need to say this. You should know it best in your heart! "
"Bastard!"
Wanyan Lie was furious, but when Wanyan Hong heard the word 'bastard', he laughed even more happily. "Imperial Father, you're right! A man who covets his own sister is indeed a bastard! "
Wanyan Hong's words made Jing De sweat for the Crown Prince. The Emperor's feelings for Princess Mingyue had always been a taboo for him. Now, the Crown Prince actually said it out loud. Wasn't this a slap to Wanyan Lie's face?
All men in the world loved their face the most, not to mention the Emperor of a country!
What was Princess Mingyue? To put it in a more artistic way, it was the cinnabar mole on the Emperor's chest. Since you know everything, you should obediently keep this secret, grit your teeth and not say anything, and be a good Crown Prince. That was the smartest thing to do. Now, Wanyan Hong spilled everything out. Wasn't this obviously provoking the Emperor?
After listening to Wanyan Hong's words, Wanyan Lie's expression gradually changed from rage to calmness, and finally to coldness.
"Jing De, draft a decree. The Crown Prince is immoral, stubborn, and has failed to live up to our expectations. After careful consideration, we have decided to depose the Crown Prince, confer the title of Prince Bejing, and imprison him in the Southern Court, never to come out …"
Jing De was only a servant. Although he felt that the punishment was a bit too severe, he knew the Emperor's temper. Not to mention that the Crown Prince's words and actions were inappropriate, even if Wanyan Hongzhen really did win the hearts of the people and had prestige, he would still bring about Wanyan Lie's feelings for Wanyan Mingyue.
Being deposed was within Wanyan Hong's expectations. When he heard the words' imprisoned in the Southern Court ', Wanyan Hong laughed out loud. Imprisoned for life? Restricting his freedom? He might as well kill him!
"Imperial Father, do you feel guilty for dreaming in the middle of the night? Yandang Mountain, two hundred thousand men of the North Zhou Kingdom. Just because of your selfish desires, all of them lost their lives. Two hundred thousand families were destroyed. Two hundred thousand wandering ghosts. Father, do you feel guilty? Do you worry that those people will come to take your lives? This is the Emperor they are loyal to! This is their Emperor! "
"Your Highness —" Seeing that Wanyan Hong was courting death, Jing De couldn't help but speak up. However, he was stopped by Wanyan Lie. "Let him speak. I want to know what he has to say!"
"Hahaha!" Seeing Wanyan Lie still pretending to be serious, Wanyan Hong laughed again, tears rolling down his cheeks.
"Imperial Father, you dote on the Feng siblings so much. If they knew that you were the murderer of their parents, do you think that the blade in Feng Cang's hand would show mercy to you because of your doting for so many years? And Feng Qiqi, she looks so much like Little Aunt. Do you really not have any feelings for her? "
"I'm not as filthy as you think." Wanyan Lie had never thought of getting Murong Qiqi. The person he liked was Wanyan Mingyue. No matter how twisted his heart was, he could still tell the difference between a sister and a niece.
"I'm filthy?"
Wanyan Hong stopped laughing and the corners of his mouth curled into a sarcastic smile. "Indeed, I'm filthy. But I am also your son, didn't I inherit a little bit of your talent … "
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