Regent, your poisonous concubine is going to defy the heavens

Mo Jingsu didn't say anything, but clenched his fists and looked at Mo Chenxuan with resentment.

Mo Chenxuan looked at Mo Jingsu's resentful eyes and said with a smile: "Why, was I wrong?"

"No." Mo Jingsu said slowly, "The Queen Mother told me something before she left."

"What's up?"

Mo Jingsu took a step forward, his voice suddenly cold, "The Queen Mother said that you stole the throne from the Regent."

Mo Chenxuan's pupils shrank suddenly in surprise, and his eyes suddenly turned cold, "What else did she tell you?"

Mo Jingheng was not surprised at all, because he knew what kind of person his father was. His mother had also told him before that everyone ascended to the throne by stepping on countless corpses.

If you are kind to others, you are being cruel to yourself.

Mo Jingsu slightly bent his back, looked at Mo Chenxuan and said, "The Queen Mother also said that you killed the Regent's mother."

"You're talking nonsense!" Mo Chenxuan immediately got up anxiously after hearing this. He supported himself with his hands and glanced behind the screen in panic.

But Mo Jingsu pushed him down on the chair, looked at Mo Chenxuan with cold eyes and said, "Why, I'm not talking nonsense. When you go to the underworld, you can confront the Queen Mother and the Regent's mother."

"Oh, by the way, you and the Queen Mother have done so many evil things that you are in the underworld. The Regent's mother is kind-hearted and I'm afraid she won't be in the underworld with you..."

"Shut up!" Mo Chenxuan stopped him sternly: "You unfilial son, how dare you...how dare you..."

"Do you think I'm your son?" Mo Jingsu asked with his eyes wide open.

Looking at Mo Chenxuan's panicked eyes, Mo Jingsu said coldly: "I have always wanted to ask you a question. What did my mother do wrong to make you poison her to death?"

"I now regret that I didn't execute you together with you!"

The corners of Mo Jingsu's eyes turned red. Hearing that Mo Chenxuan had no regrets at all, he angrily grabbed Mo Chenxuan's neck.

"Are human lives so careless in your hands?"

Mo Chenxuan's face turned red, and he looked at Mo Jingsu with shock, as if he had not expected Mo Jingsu to suddenly take action.

Mo Jingheng drew the sword from his waist and stabbed forward, but Mo Jingsu quickly dodged it.

Mo Jingheng asked coldly: "Do you want to kill your father?"

"Patricide?" Mo Jingsu asked back, "Is he worthy of being called a father? His mind is full of his power."

"Ahem... ahem..." Mo Chenxuan grabbed the corner of Mo Jingheng's clothes, "Kill him, kill him... ahem, kill him!"

Mo Jingheng looked at Mo Jingsu and said, "If you want to kill him, you have to ask me first."

Mo Jingsu threw his sleeves in anger and said angrily: "Humph, Mo Jingheng, don't you forget that you also threatened him? Why are you pretending to be a good person and acting like a loving father and a filial son in front of me?"

Mo Jingheng didn't say anything. He turned around and looked at Mo Chenxuan, "Father, the matter is settled. If you hand over the imperial edict now, I may be able to save you. Otherwise..."

"What else?" Mo Chenxuan looked at Mo Jingheng and said, "Do you want to kill me too?"

Mo Jingheng lowered his eyes, "Father, don't force me."

Mo Chenxuan sighed, closed his eyes in disappointment, and then fell back on the chair. "The imperial edict is behind the screen, go get it yourselves."

When Mo Jingsu heard this, he strode towards the screen, and Mo Jingheng followed him immediately.

However, as soon as the two of them got behind the screen, they both stopped and looked forward with horror.

Behind the screen, Mo Chenyuan was sitting lazily on a chair. Next to the table was a yellow scroll, and steam was coming out of the teacup next to the scroll.

Mo Jingheng clenched the sword in his hand, and Mo Jingsu also held the hilt of his sword.

The atmosphere suddenly froze. Mo Chenyuan raised his eyes and looked at the two of them, then sat up straight and stretched.

Mo Jingsu and Mo Jingheng immediately became alert. After Mo Chenyuan stretched, he leaned lazily to one side with a smile on his face.

He looked at the two of them with deep eyes, and then slowly said: "You both want this throne?"

The two looked at each other and then at Mo Chenyuan, their nerves tense.

Mo Chenyuan picked up the yellow scroll placed aside and said regretfully: "What should I do? Only one name can appear on it."

Then he raised his eyebrows and looked at Mo Jingheng, "You want it?"

Mo Jingheng didn't dare to speak.

Mo Chenyuan looked at Mo Jingsu again, "You want it too?"

Mo Jingsu kept staring at the scroll in Mo Chenyuan's hand.

Mo Chenyuan shook the scroll in his hand, "Why aren't you talking? Don't you want it?"

"Alas, what should I do?" Mo Chenyuan sighed helplessly, "No one of you wants it. Weren't you anxiously asking for it outside just now?"

"Why aren't you in a hurry now?"

Mo Jingheng looked at Mo Chenyuan, who looked dignified yet somewhat lazy, and said, "Don't you think highly of Mo Jingxuan? Why would you give it to us?"

Mo Chenyuan shook his head, "No, no, no, in my eyes, whoever has the ability will get the throne."

"What should we do?" Mo Jingheng asked.

Mo Chenyuan smiled and said, "How about this, if one of you survives, I will give this edict to that person."

After Mo Chenyuan finished speaking, he put the imperial edict aside. In an instant, Mo Jingheng turned the sword in his hand towards Mo Jingsu.

Mo Jingsu immediately drew out his sword to block. With a clang, the sound of swords colliding was heard, and then the two men started fighting behind the screen.

Mo Jingheng stabbed at the vital points with his sword, and Mo Jingsu also attacked ruthlessly. The two were evenly matched.

The fight was in full swing inside, but Mo Chenxuan was outside with his eyes closed with no expression, not caring at all.

With a bang, Mo Jingsu was kicked towards the screen by Mo Jingheng. The screen was knocked down and Mo Jingsu fell out.

Only then did Mo Chenxuan open his eyes and look over.

Mo Jingsu was not willing to be outdone, so he quickly stood up and went forward to continue fighting with Mo Jingheng.

The furnishings in the hall were smashed into a mess by the two men, except for the area around Mo Chenyuan which was intact.

Mo Jingheng fell to the ground and spat out a mouthful of blood. Mo Jingsu's sword was already against Mo Jingheng's neck.

"You lose." Mo Jingsu looked down at Mo Jingheng.

Mo Jingheng's eyes flashed with surprise, as if he had not expected that Mo Jingsu's skills were better than his. He blurted out: "Impossible, I can't lose to you."

"Accept the reality. You can spend some time with your mother in the underworld." Then he raised his sword and slashed towards Mo Jingheng's neck without any hesitation.

Blood splattered on Mo Jingsu's injured face. Mo Jingsu threw the sword in his hand aside with an expressionless face, then turned to look at Mo Chenyuan.

"I won."