The fragrance of medicine is alluring, the farm elder sister is cool and cool

Mo Lianyi said, "Mo Lianche, no matter how good your kung fu is, my people have surrounded the hall, and as long as I give the order, someone will come in and chop you into pieces. I only asked you to write the abdication edict in order to succeed to the throne legitimately. Now, there is no need to worry about reputation, the right to speak is in the hands of the winner!"

Mo Lianyi was not panicked at all. Although he was not careful for a moment and was knocked unconscious by Wen Qingcheng, Mo Lianche's feet were locked with chains made of black iron. Even a top master could not break free of the chains. Even if Mo Lianche had great skills, he could not do anything to him.

Mo Lianjin said, "Third brother, don't waste your words on him. Just usurp the throne, and whoever dares to disobey will be killed."

Mo Lianyi looked outside the hall door and was about to ask someone to come in when the door was slammed open. Mo Jinghong rushed in with a bloody knife, his face also splattered with blood, like a Shura crawling out of hell.

Wen Qingcheng looked at the familiar figure standing in front of her again. She was dazed for a moment. He was not dead, he was still alive. It turned out that all the previous plans were Mo Lianche's. Wen Qingcheng understood everything at this moment, and she felt ecstatic as if she had regained what she had lost.

"Your Majesty, I am too late to rescue you..." Mo Jinghong was stunned for a moment when he saw Mo Lianjin and Mo Lianyi both lying on the table, people lying on the ground in all directions, and Mo Lianche holding Wen Qingcheng in his arms. Seeing that both of them were safe and sound, he felt relieved.

Mo Lianche slowly let go of Wen Qingcheng and sat up straight, calm and composed as usual, as if everything was under control. "What's the situation outside?"

Mo Jinghong knelt on one knee and said, "I led three thousand elite soldiers back to the palace to rescue you. The chief of the imperial guards, Hu Pei, Duke of Lu and other old ministers attempted to rebel and have been killed by me."

Mo Lianjin and Mo Lianyi knew that the situation was hopeless the moment they saw Mo Jinghong, and they couldn't help but feel terrified. Mo Lianche stood up with his hands on the table, gathered his internal strength, stretched out his legs, and kicked off the black iron chain on his feet.

Mo Lianjin and Mo Lianyi were shocked. It turned out that everything was under Mo Lianche's control. His martial arts skills were so high that he was not only immune to all poisons, but also possessed internal strength that was more terrifying than Mo Jinghong.

"Mo Lianyi, what else do you have to say now? You instigated the ministers in the court to oppose me, privately manufactured weapons, raised assassins, and plotted to usurp the throne. For all these crimes, ten heads are not enough to chop off." Mo Lianche looked down at him and said.

Mo Lianyi laughed out loud, and Mo Lianche stared at him coldly and asked, "What are you laughing at?"

"The winner is the king, the loser is the bandit. I don't have much to say. I just had bad luck. Obviously... I am only one step away from the throne."

"Only one step left? I am the heir to the throne as appointed by heaven. Why do you think you didn't ascend the throne because of bad luck? Haven't you always liked drinking tea and meditating? Haven't you always claimed to be indifferent to fame and gain? You have been pretending for so many years. Why do you have to compete with me for the throne?"

"You are the legitimate son, and so am I. Why shouldn't I fight for it? I am confident that my ability is no less than yours. I will be a good emperor, a wise ruler whose name will go down in history!"

Mo Lianjin held himself up and said, "Third brother, don't waste your words on him. I will kill him or chop him up as you wish."

Mo Jinghong waved his hand to summon his personal soldiers, who took Mo Lianjin and Mo Lianyi away. Mo Lianche came to Mo Lianjin, picked up the sword on the ground and pressed it against Mo Lianjin's neck. "Mo Lianjin, if I wanted to kill you, it would be easy, but my father's will said that I must spare your lives no matter what, and not to kill each other. I will not kill you."

Mo Lianjin and Mo Lianyi were a little surprised. They didn't expect Mo Lianche to let them go.

"Your Majesty, these two men have evil ambitions and must not be let off. I will kill them now. If people in the world want to curse me, just curse me. It has nothing to do with Your Majesty." As Mo Jinghong spoke, he raised the bloody sword in his hand and stabbed towards Mo Lianjin, stopping just at Mo Lianjin's neck.

Mo Jinghong looked at the big hand that was holding his wrist, "Your Majesty, don't stop me, let me kill these two traitors."

Mo Lianche reached out and grabbed the wrist of Mo Jinghong holding the sword, "Put the sword away. Since this is the will of our father, how can we disobey? However, the death penalty can be spared, but the living crime cannot be escaped. Put the two of them in the death row and wait for their fate."

Mo Lianche was not a benevolent monarch. He did not kill Mo Lianyi and the others only because of the late emperor's will. As for the others who participated in the rebellion, they were not so lucky. Some of them were executed along with their entire clans, and some had their property confiscated and were exiled.

Wen Qingcheng and Mo Jinghong were rewarded by His Majesty for their contributions in rescuing the emperor, but Wen Qingcheng felt dizzy and passed out.

"Cheng'er——"

Mo Jinghong came to Wen Qingcheng almost instantly and held her in his arms.

Mo Lianche saw that Wen Qingcheng had fainted, and hurriedly asked someone to find the imperial physician. When Wen Qingcheng woke up again, she was on a small couch in the side hall. Mo Jinghong asked anxiously, "Imperial physician, how is she? Is she okay?"

After the imperial physician examined Wen Qingcheng, he turned to Mo Jinghong with a happy face and said, "Congratulations, the Crown Prince. The Crown Princess is in good health. She is pregnant. I just need to prescribe some pregnancy-maintaining medicine and take good care of herself."

The doctor's words froze Mo Jinghong in his place. Mo Lianche patted Mo Jinghong on the shoulder and said, "Jinghong, did you hear that? You're a father now!"

Mo Jinghong came back to his senses, feeling ecstatic. The woman he loved the most was pregnant with their child. Mo Jinghong stretched out his big hand to touch the warmth, but noticed that his hand was covered in blood, so he withdrew his hand.

It was the first time that Wen Qingcheng saw Mo Jinghong acting so silly, just like when she first met him, when he was in the first grade of junior high school.

Mo Lianche was somewhat shocked. What kind of power could make Wen Qingcheng, who was pregnant, disregard her own safety and block those swords for him?

After Mo Jinghong was overjoyed, he was afraid. He couldn't imagine what would happen to him if Wen Qingcheng really got into trouble in this palace coup. He would definitely go crazy and kill all the rebels regardless of everything. Fortunately, his little girl was fine. They were going to be parents. When he became a father, he would definitely not be like his father. He must be a good father.

Mo Jinghong threw away his sword, took off his heavy armor, bent over and picked up Wen Qingcheng from the couch: "Cheng'er, let's go home."

"Jinghong, Qingcheng is not feeling well. You take the palace car and take her back first." Mo Lianche knew Mo Jinghong's joy of becoming a father for the first time, so he let him leave first.

Mo Jinghong carried Wen Qingcheng out of the palace gate, and there were corpses lying all over the place. Mo Jinghong rested his head on Wen Qingcheng's forehead and said, "Close your eyes."

Mo Jinghong carried Wen Qingcheng all the way to the palace carriage, and Axuan personally drove Wen Qingcheng back to Yu Garden.

As soon as he entered Yu Garden, Mo Jinghong ignored the various looks of the servants in the garden, picked up Wen Qingcheng and carried her horizontally, and went straight back to the bedroom.

Qingluo, Baiwei and the others were surprised and delighted to see Wen Qingcheng, who had been away for several days, come back. Even the prince who was said to have died of illness after being exiled, came back, and all gathered at the bedroom door.