"You're finally here." Mo Jingqi finally speaks.
Noble Consort Liu frowns slightly, saying, "You don't want me to come?"
Mo Jingqi smiles bitterly, saying, "I … really didn't want you to come … come so soon. Did you send someone to hurt Ruiyun? "
Noble Consort Liu raises her eyebrows slightly, raises her chin, and looks down at Mo Jingqi, saying indifferently, "It's not my fault."
"Why did you do that?" Mo Jingqi asks, "I thought you didn't care about anything. Now it seems … I was wrong. "
Noble Consort Liu tilts her head and looks at Mo Jingqi, slowly showing a mocking smile, saying, "Why did you do that? I want to ask you, since you've made my son the Crown Prince, why do you want to pass the throne to the Sixth Prince? What do you want to do to me and the Crown Prince? " A trace of sadness and coldness appears in Mo Jingqi's eyes, "It seems that I've spoiled you too much these years. That's why you forgot one thing. "
"What thing?" Noble Consort Liu frowns.
"Thunder, rain, and dew are all thanks to you." Mo Jingqi says, "The throne is mine. I can pass it to whoever I want. I can make whoever I want to be the Crown Prince. If I want to give it to you, you can't refuse it. If I don't want to give it to you, you can't accept it either! "Noble Consort Liu is startled, and a trace of displeasure appears on her cold face. As proud as she is, she is used to being superior to everyone except Mo Xiuyao, including Mo Jingqi, who is the ruler of a country. "What do you mean, Your Majesty?"
Mo Jingqi smiles coldly, "What do I mean … I mean … even if you kill the Sixth Prince, I can still pass the throne to someone else. Even if you kill all the princes, I can still pass the throne to someone from the Imperial Clan. As for your Crown Prince … don't even think about it. "
"Why did you do that?" Noble Consort Liu stares at Mo Jingqi, her beautiful face full of confusion. It was as if Mo Jingqi had done something unreasonable.
Mo Jingqi laughed out loud, but the pain in his chest made his laughter sound broken. "Why? Soon … soon you will know why. We have treated you well all these years, but how did you repay us? Do you really think that our patience towards you is limitless? Haha … You want the Crown Prince to ascend the throne, is it really for the Crown Prince? You want Mo Xiuyao … in your dreams! Even if I die … you must accompany me! "
"What do you mean by that?!" Noble Consort Liu said in surprise and anger. Of course, she knew what Mo Jingqi meant. Although Da Chu State did not have a system of burial with the emperor, there were still one or two examples of emperors who had ordered their favorite young concubines to be buried with the emperor at the last minute. She just couldn't believe that Mo Jingqi would have such thoughts. Of course, it was also because she didn't want to accept such a fate no matter what. She still had a lot of things to do. She still had to obtain Mo Xiuyao's love, and she still had to become Princess Ding. How could she be buried with Mo Jingqi?
Mo Jingqi chuckled, closed his eyes, and didn't say anything else.
As a result, Noble Consort Liu's guess was confirmed. Noble Consort Liu's face was pale, but her mind was spinning fast. After a while, she suddenly turned around and hurried out of the hall, but she bumped into the Empress and the others who had rushed over after receiving the news. The Empress frowned and said, "Noble Consort Liu, what are you doing?" Noble Consort Liu didn't have time to talk to the Empress. She glanced at her and then walked out of the hall without saying a word. The Empress frowned, but didn't want to argue, so she took her people into the bedroom.
The news that the Emperor was about to die naturally spread quickly. In less than an hour, the high ranking princes and princesses of the Imperial Family had all arrived at the Emperor's bedroom. The originally empty bedroom was bustling with people kneeling on the ground. Even the old people like Great Elder Princess and Duke Hua, as well as Mo Xiuyao and Ye Li, whose identities were a little awkward and strange now, were invited here. However, they were different from the Princes who were kneeling on the ground. Mo Xiuyao, dressed in casual white clothes and white hair, stood together with Ye Li and Great Elder Princess. Of course, he didn't have the mournful look on his face, which others didn't know whether it was real or fake.
He had been struggling hard these days, but when he was about to die, he became much calmer. Mo Jingqi opened his eyes in the sobbing sound, and he saw Mo Xiuyao, who was the most eye-catching one. He smiled faintly and said, "I knew you would come to see me off eventually." Mo Xiuyao raised his eyebrows and didn't say anything.
The Empress Dowager, who was sitting at the head of the bed, let out a cry. She stepped forward and held Mo Jingqi's hand, sobbing, "My son, what do you want to say to your mother?"
Mo Jingqi gave the Empress Dowager a strange smile. His eyes swept across the Empress Dowager and looked at Mo Jingqi and the Empress standing not far away. After Noble Consort Liu ran out, she was nowhere to be seen. At this time, Mo Jingqi didn't care about her whereabouts. Finally, his eyes turned from Prime Minister Liu to the princes and princesses kneeling on the ground.
"Changle …"
Of course, Princess Changle was not among the princes and princesses. Since childhood, Mo Jingqi had loved this daughter very much. Not only because she was the legitimate daughter of the Emperor, but also because she was smart, lively, and considerate. Even though Mo Jingqi doted on Noble Consort Liu, her daughter, Princess Zhenning, was ranked after Princess Changle. However, at the same time, he was the most ruthless towards this daughter of his. It was only because she was the legitimate daughter of the Empress, the granddaughter of the Hua family that he feared. As a result, he could not keep her in the capital.
Hearing Mo Jingqi call out her daughter's name, the Empress sadly turned her face away. The veins on Duke Hua's aged face throbbed twice. In the end, he did not say anything. Mo Xiaobao stood by his father and mother's side. Although he did not understand the meaning of the situation before him, he could feel the sorrow and solemnity within. Raising his head to look at Mo Xiuyao and Ye Li, he did not speak of Princess Changle's situation in Glass City.
Finally, it was the Empress Dowager who sighed. Patting Mo Jingqi's hand, she said, "Has Your Majesty forgotten? That girl Changle's fate was not good. She went missing in Nanzhao. "
Mo Jingqi closed his eyes, acting as if he did not hear the Empress Dowager's words. Everyone present, with the exception of the three members of the Prince Ding Mansion who had nothing to do with this matter, as well as the young and ignorant little prince and princess, worriedly stared at the man who seemed to be on the verge of death on the dragon bed. Even though he was so weak that he could not even raise his hand, he was still able to decide the fate of the majority of those present.
"Empress …" After a long time, Mo Jingqi finally called out.
Hearing this, the Empress stepped forward and asked, "Your Majesty, what instructions does Your Majesty have?"
Mo Jingqi no longer had the strength to speak loudly. He raised his eyes and glanced at the Empress Dowager. Somewhat displeased, the Empress Dowager stood up and gave the Empress her seat, standing to the side in embarrassment.
The Empress sat by the bed, calmly looking at Mo Jingqi. She asked, "What does Your Majesty want to say to Your Servant?"
With great difficulty, Mo Jingqi raised his hand and pulled out a piece of bright yellow cloth from under his pillow. With great difficulty, he placed it in the Empress's hands and said, "Posthumous … posthumous edict." Hearing this, all the people present narrowed their eyes and fixed their eyes on the bright yellow cloth in the Empress's hand. No one knew when Mo Jingqi wrote the Posthumous Edict or when he put it under the pillow.
"Great Elder Princess … Duke Hua … Prince Ding … as witnesses, the Empress … reads the Posthumous Edict …" Mo Jingqi said intermittently.
Hearing this, Mo Xiuyao raised his eyebrows with great interest and said with a smile, "Okay, I promise that the Empress will read the Posthumous Edict smoothly."
Great Elder Princess also nodded and said, "Your Majesty, please rest assured."
"Yes, Your Majesty."
It was as if he had completed a major task. Mo Jingqi breathed a sigh of relief, and his face became even gloomier. He said to the crowd lightly, "You can leave … I want to be alone …"
Everyone was in a dilemma and did not know whether they should leave or not.
Mo Jingli stared at Mo Jingqi with a gloomy face. Finally, he stepped forward and asked, "Where is the child?"
Mo Jingqi looked at him with a smile and laughed out loud.
Mo Jingli said sternly, "I asked you where the child is!"
Mo Jingqi smiled but did not say anything. Blood slowly flowed out of his mouth.
"Mo Jingqi …" Mo Jingli could not help but step forward and wanted to pull his clothes. The Empress Dowager hurriedly stopped him, "Li 'er, what are you doing?" At this time, the Emperor was dying. If Mo Jingli pulled him and he died, no matter what the cause of the Emperor's death was, Mo Jingli would not be able to escape the crime of regicide.
Mo Jingli also knew that he was impulsive. However, he had tried his best these days to find his only son's whereabouts, but he still had no clue. If Mo Jingqi was really dead, she was afraid that the only clue would be lost.
"Prince Li, can't you see it? Emperor Chu is obviously speechless. "Mo Xiuyao said with a smile. Although it was rude to smile when the Emperor of a country was about to die, no one dared to say that because of Mo Xiuyao's identity.
Mo Jingqi lay quietly on the bed. The blood in his mouth had dyed the bed and clothes around his neck dark red. His eyes were fixed on Mo Jingli, with a strange smile on his face. For some reason, Mo Jingli only felt a chill in his heart when he saw that smile.
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