The beautiful and powerful minister hooked up with the crazy emperor and couldn't escape

Mo Ling picked up an embroidery needle and said in a deep voice, "Speak!"

"I found several scratches on the dagger. If I am not mistaken, you were using the dagger to block the needles. Some of the needles were found on the tree where Your Majesty trapped you."

"This needle is too thin. Only someone as skilled in martial arts as you can detect it. You probably pushed His Majesty away to avoid the needle."

Mo Ling felt as if he was struck by lightning and stood there in a daze for a moment.

So from the beginning to the end, Qingqing was trying to save him, but he thought Qingqing wanted to kill him, so he shot and injured Qingqing.

What has he done!

"puff!"

Mo Ling felt a sharp pain in his heart and suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, then fell to the ground powerlessly.

"His Majesty!"

For three whole days, the officers and soldiers searched the area within a radius of thirty miles along the river, but they found no other person except a body with a face so swollen that it could not be seen clearly and a broken neck.

"Keep looking! If he's alive, I must find him. If he's dead, I must find his body! Ahem!"

Mo Ling leaned on the bed, his face pale, with a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth.

If we didn't find her, does that mean Qingqing is still alive?

But where would he go when he was so badly injured?

"Yes!"

Jiazi bowed and was about to leave, but stopped when he heard a cough behind him.

"Your Majesty, please take care of yourself. If your Majesty were still alive, he wouldn't want to see you like this. He saved your life, so even for him, you have to take care of yourself."

Mo Ling wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with a handkerchief, leaned against the bed and closed his eyes. After a long while, he said, "You're right. Someone, serve the meal."

However, no one outside responded.

The door of Qianyuan Hall was suddenly opened, and a group of people entered the Qianyuan Hall in a mighty manner.

"Who let you in? Get out! I don't want to see anyone!" Mo Ling shouted angrily.

"Ah, my brother, you are so majestic! I am so scared!"

Prince Rui had an exaggerated expression, but he did not stop at all.

Jiazi drew the long sword from his waist and pointed it at the leader: "Your Majesty has not summoned His Royal Highness Prince Rui, please leave, otherwise don't blame me for being rude!"

King Rui was not afraid at all, and even laughed out loud: "Commander Jia, this king values ​​talent. If you put down your sword and pledge your loyalty to me now, I will forgive you for what happened."

Mo Ling opened his eyes and looked at Prince Rui, the group of guards holding knives behind him, and the Queen Mother who was supported by the nanny.

"Queen mother?"

"Mo Cheng! You brought these people in here, are you planning to rebel?"

Prince Rui pulled a chair from the side and sat down, smiling brightly at Mo Ling.

"You are joking, my brother. How could I rebel? At most, I just came to see my terminally ill brother and asked him to write an imperial edict to allow me to succeed to the throne."

"Prince Rui wants to force me to abdicate?"

Mo Ling turned to look at the Queen Mother: "Mother is also on the side of Prince Rui, right?"

The Queen Mother looked at Mo Ling with disgust: "Don't call me mother! I only have one son!"

Mo Ling lowered his eyes, hiding the loneliness in them.

"Why? Didn't you give birth to me? Just because you had a difficult birth, do you always dislike me?"

"Hahaha!"

Prince Rui laughed wildly: "Mo Ling, Mo Ling, you don't know yet, do you? You are not the Queen Mother's son at all. Of course the Queen Mother doesn't like you! Who would like a child born by another woman! Hahaha!"

Mo Ling felt as if a thunderclap had exploded in his ears. Wasn't he the Queen Mother's son?

But Yiran clearly found a midwife and an imperial physician to prove that he was the Queen Mother's son!

How could this be?

"Impossible! Yi Ran found out—"

Prince Rui sneered, "My royal brother really believes in Yan Yiran, but my royal brother, you may not know that Yan Yiran has already surrendered to me! Hahaha! He is my man, so of course he won't tell you the truth!"

Mo Ling's eyes suddenly went dark, and a surge of depressed energy rushed through his body, causing pain in his internal organs!

"puff--"

Mo Ling spat out another mouthful of blood before he could barely catch his breath.

Yiran actually betrayed him and joined Mo Cheng. Why! Yiran had supported and accompanied him for more than 20 years. So many difficult days had passed. After all, he became the emperor and they were finally getting better. Why did Yiran betray him?

At this moment, Feng Jiuqing's face suddenly flashed in Mo Ling's mind. Qingqing once told him that he was not the Queen Mother's son, and also told him that Yan Yiran had betrayed him, but he never believed Qingqing. He always thought that Qingqing was a little liar and even shot Qingqing with an arrow.

What on earth did he do!

Yiran betrayed him, so Qingqing, whom Yiran reported to him, deceived his trust, poisoned him, and escaped from the palace. If all of these were false, how should he face Qingqing, who was deeply hurt by him?

"puff--"

Mo Ling spat out blood again. He had trusted the wrong person and hurt the person who was really good to him!

"Wow! Brother, take it easy. You still have to write a succession edict for me."

King Rui had a cruel smile on his face and continued, "Originally, I wouldn't be so anxious. Who let you, my brother, discover my private soldiers? They are more than 20,000 private soldiers. I spent eight years and invested countless money to raise them."

"If I am surrounded and suppressed by you like this, wouldn't the past eight years of my work be in vain?"

Mo Ling endured the severe pain in his heart and slowly wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

"You are the master behind Xitai Tower and Suizhou Silver Mine. You have hidden yourself well. I have guessed many people, but never thought it would be you. You have been disguising yourself all these years, pretending to be a useless waste, a dandy who hangs out in brothels, just to let others relax their vigilance."

King Rui smiled without commenting, and a flash of jealousy passed through his eyes.

"Heh. It seems that my brother has guessed it. Yes, I have been pretending just to wait for this day. I am obviously my mother's biological son, so why was it you, a bastard, who was made the crown prince by my father? Later, you finally became stupid, but the person sitting on the throne became Prince Jing."

"I am also the son of Prince Jing, but he was afraid of those nonsense remarks and did not dare to make me the crown prince. He only dared to make that stupid eldest prince the crown prince. I just provoked him a little, and he and the second prince fought to the death, and even forced Prince Jing to abdicate and kill him."

"When I almost killed the eldest prince and ascended the throne, the Grand Master, no, he was still General Feng at that time. He actually broke into the capital and supported a fool like you to ascend the throne! The Grand Master's Youyun Army was brave and good at fighting. Even I could only temporarily avoid the edge and watch a fool like you inherit the throne."

"If the Grand Tutor had always held the power and you were just a puppet, I might have been willing to give up the throne and become a leisurely prince. Who would have thought that the Grand Tutor was not obsessed with power and not only had someone cure you, but also made you the real emperor. After more than ten years of twists and turns, the throne finally returned to you."

"Mo Ling, do you know how much I envy your luck? You have fallen into the dust, living worse than a dog, but such a brilliant man is willing to pull you out of the quagmire and help you rise to a high position."