"Wu Huan, save me, you... what are you going to do?" Concubine Yun was immediately frightened and shouted desperately.
"Yun'er, the one I love most in my life is you. Now that I'm gone, just let him go. He won't be lonely on the road to hell." Mo Yu Wuhuan's words made Concubine Yun's heart drop to the bottom.
"Wu Huan, my... child... our child..." Her face was turning more and more purple, and Concubine Yun tried her best to squeeze out these words.
Mo Yu Wuhuan turned his head away from looking at her and said softly: "Because of this, you must die."
After a few seconds, Concubine Yun's fragrance faded away. In fact, she was also a quite pitiful woman. Ever since she fell in love with Prince Ning as a teenager, she has devoted herself to doing things for Prince Ning, including marrying the prince. She has spent her whole life just for this man.
He lived, but died in the hands of this man in the end. I don’t know if this is the greatest irony.
"The prince died suddenly. The princess was overly sad and died in a righteous burial." After leaving these words, Mo Yu Wuhuan walked out of the prince's mansion and killed his eldest brother with his own hands. Prince Ning felt uncomfortable, but this
Even in the imperial family, there are always endless battles, endless conspiracies, and endless killings.
Back in the palace, Emperor Wen was in good health. Ever since he burned the little wooden man, Emperor Wen had miraculously recovered. Is witchcraft really so evil? Of course not, it is just an excuse, an excuse to eradicate the prince. In fact, it is Mo.
Yu Wuhuan bribed the eunuchs around Emperor Wen and put a medicinal material in the tea, which would make people feel exhausted after eating it.
But it was not fatal. After the wooden figure was burned, of course he secretly put the antidote into the soup, and Emperor Wen recovered.
In the main hall, the emperor and the queen had been recovering for three days, and their health had improved a lot.
"Huan'er, where is the prince now? I want to ask him how cruel he is to punish me to death." Emperor Wen looked haggard. After all, the feeling of being murdered by his own son is truly heartbreaking.
"Reporting to my father, my eldest brother exploded and died late yesterday night due to taking an overdose of golden elixir." Mo Yu Wuhuan said slowly.
With a loud bang, Emperor Wen's eyes felt dark and he fainted again. Although the prince deserved to die, after all, tigers can't eat their own children. Emperor Wen just wanted to depose the prince and put him under house arrest. Unexpectedly, he actually...
"Qinglin, my son." Empress Zhongli also felt bad. After all, Mo Yu Qinglin was their first child. Although he had been doing nothing, and now he made this mistake again, he was still close to each other, so he cried.
After a while, Queen Zhongli slowly asked: "What about Concubine Yun?"
After all, Concubine Yun is already pregnant with Liujia and will give birth soon. If the prince is gone, at least there is still blood left.
"Fei Yun was so sad that she hung herself from a beam and was buried in a righteous death." These words were like a blow to the queen's head.
There was a dead silence in the hall...
Emperor Wen passed away in March of the 24th year of Tianbao's reign, and his second son, Prince Ning, was crowned emperor.
In June of the same year, the new emperor ascended the throne, granted a general amnesty to the world, changed the year to the first year of Yongtai, and established Empress Zhongli as the Empress Dowager of Xing'an. The former emperor was posthumously named Emperor Qitai Zexing. The prince was posthumously named King Zhao, and Qin Muyun was named Princess Zhao. They were buried in
Mausoleum of Emperor Mo Yu.
ps; Dear friends, these chapters are a bit cruel and bloody, but there is no way, fighting for the throne is such a process.