The Emperor's uncle loves me! My paranoid wife, don't run away

Chapter 313 Reaching an Agreement

The emperor frowned and looked up at Ling Hui.

At that moment, there were too many complicated emotions in the emperor's eyes.

Anger, coldness, and even a hint of subtle fear.

But Ling Hui was not afraid at all.

She stood there, her figure tall and her eyes cold.

She had died long ago during the years she was held hostage in country A.

The humiliation and pain she endured day and night had sharpened her soul to be as hard as a knife, giving rise to the deepest black vitality.

The so-called imperial power, dignity, loyalty and righteousness are nothing but a false joke.

This world is just a makeshift team, whoever is weak will die.

What is she afraid of?

Then, she walked slowly to the emperor's desk, her movements calm.

He raised his hand and picked up the teacup that was reserved for the emperor.

That is something that symbolizes the emperor's status. It would be an act of usurpation for ordinary people to even glance at it.

But she doesn't care.

She raised the teacup to her lips and took a sip.

"His Majesty."

"Bei Ming will not give up easily."

"and……"

She looked directly at the Emperor.

"You probably can't sit still on this dragon throne anymore."

These words hit the emperor right in the heart.

The air was dead.

After a long time, the emperor slowly stood up, his dragon robe dragging on the ground.

"I am also saddened by Ling Xun's death."

"He died in the palace. How could I sit back and watch?"

The emperor paused, as if hesitating for a moment, and then spoke slowly.

"Don't worry, I will investigate this thoroughly and will never let the murderer go unpunished."

"If necessary, I am willing to investigate together with Bei Ming."

"I also hope that Bei Ming will not misunderstand my sincerity because of this."

These words were spoken sincerely and in a gentle tone, as if they were a humble attempt to appease.

'Appeasement' is a common trick used by these superiors.

Ling Hui's lips curled slightly when she heard that.

"Your Majesty is sincere, but the person is dead. What's the point of being sincere now?"

Her words were merciless.

The emperor was not angry, but smiled instead, with a smile that contained some profound meaning.

"Princess, you also said that everyone is dead."

"Although Ling Xun is dead, we are still alive, right?"

There was a pause.

"The living are gone. The only thing we can do is to find the murderer and... survive."

As soon as these words were spoken, the hall fell into a brief silence.

Ling Hui stood quietly, her eyes deep.

She understood.

She understood what the emperor meant.

"His Majesty?"

"So, how should I, Ling Hui, survive?"

The emperor walked to the window, put his hands behind his back, looked out the window, and spoke slowly.

"Of course I want to live with Mo Sheng."

"Isn't it what you want to have Mo Sheng come back from the border?"

After these words were spoken, the hall fell silent again.

Ling Hui's fingertips tightened slightly. The warmth from the cup was still there, but her palms were already cold.

When she first came, she was indeed full of anger and wanted to seek justice for Ling.

But the emperor's words hit her soft spot precisely.

——The dead cannot be resurrected, and the living are the most important.

And she, Ling Hui, is nothing more than a selfish lunatic.

"Your Majesty is indeed insightful."

She slowly raised her eyes and looked at the emperor.

"Everyone is dead. No matter how hard I struggle, I can't bring my brother back to life."

"But Mo Sheng, he's still alive."

The emperor smiled with relief when he heard this.

"He is indeed a smart man."

In a sense, he and Ling Hui are the same kind of people.

Sober, cool, and able to make choices. Even if the heart is full of wounds, one can still smile.

"I'll send a letter by carrier pigeon."

"You will be able to see Mo Sheng soon."

The smile on his face concealed the calculations in his heart.

He had already realized that Luo Mosheng... was not his child.

He did not take action only because the court was unstable and Luo Mosheng was far away in the borderland and was not a threat.

Now, the prince is crazy, the position of crown prince is undecided, and the political situation is precarious.

Once everything is settled, he will completely eliminate the hidden dangers - Luo Mosheng and Concubine Yan.

Killing another Ling Hui would just be a piece of cake.

The emperor walked slowly forward and stood in front of Ling Hui.

He lifted Ling Hui's chin with his fingertips and spoke in a gentle tone.

"You'll have to rely on you to comfort your father."

"You know, the prince is crazy, and there are only a few people who can succeed him."

He paused, his smile deepening.

It seems to be a casual remark, but every word is tempting.

Essential skills for those in power: big promises and PUA.

Ling Hui took a step forward, the corners of her lips slightly raised, her voice as soft as water.

"Thank you, Father."

A name that is extremely gentle.

The emperor smiled with satisfaction and slowly withdrew his fingertips.

"Good boy."

-

Shen House.

Wei Jiuzhao, who had been tossing and turning all night, finally sneaked into Shen Kuo's bedroom in the afternoon.

The room was quiet and the air was heavy. Only Shen Kuo was lying on the bed, with a look of fatigue between his brows.

He had just returned from Shen Runing's yard and personally told Shen Runing that Wei Jiuzhao was Luo Mosheng's man.

After saying that, he felt tired all over and depressed.

At this moment, he just wanted to lie quietly for a while.

Hearing the sound of the door being pushed open, Shen Kuo did not open his eyes, thinking that it was a servant coming to call him for dinner.

"Cough cough cough..."

"I'm not feeling well, don't bother me."

Seeing that the other party was not retreating for a long time, Shen Kuo struggled to sit up, his face pale and his heart aching slightly.

I have to say, the poison that Shen Runing tailored for them is... really powerful.

"You go down..."

Before he finished speaking, he raised his eyes and met Wei Jiuzhao's pale face.

The moment their eyes met, Shen Kuo's pupils suddenly contracted and his calming anger was suddenly ignited.

Wei Jiuzhao stood at the door, his face pale and his expression embarrassed, as if he had something to say but didn't know where to start.

"Kuoer..."

Breathing is done with caution.

"Prince Ruyang...you go..."

"He can..."

He spoke hesitantly and intermittently, which made Shen Kuo frown.

The process from suspicion to belief and then to being "used" was very painful for Shen Kuo.

Even though Shen Runing had just told him that Wei Jiuzhao might have some unspeakable secrets and that they could discuss the matter after Luo Mian came back, he was still in pain.

And now, the wooden lump that "used" him was standing in front of him.

"Didn't I say 'Next time we meet, either I die, or...'"

Before he finished speaking, Shen Kuo drew out the dagger he carried with him and rushed towards Wei Jiuzhao.

I used up all my strength.

He thought he would hide.

He thought he wouldn't stab it.

The moment the dagger broke through his clothes and stabbed into Wei Jiuzhao's left shoulder.

The blood quickly soaked through the cloth, bright red and blinding.

Wei Jiuzhao trembled violently and did not dodge.

The sharp blade completely sank into the flesh.

Shen Kuo was stunned for a moment.

And the next second, Wei Jiuzhao knelt directly in front of Shen Kuo.

"You believe me."

"OK?"