After all, Liu Zhen was still afraid of Fat Toutuo. When Fat Toutuo teased him, he could only laugh in response.
In fact, he had no doubts about his daughter's words about this matter. He came to inform King Zhao tonight just out of the instinct of a courtier. Now that he has reminded King Zhao, what happens next is not something he can do.
This was beyond the scope of a power struggle. As a mere mortal, the monk was not qualified to intervene in the matter.
"Let's go into the palace now and take a look."
King Zhao pondered for a moment, and then looked solemn. He was still in awe of the monks. Now he could only hope that Mr. Mo was just an ordinary monk, otherwise it would be really difficult.
Late at night, the lights were brightly lit in the palace. The old emperor was about to die. The concubines, eunuchs, and maids in the entire palace were full of mixed feelings. In many palaces, there were also the sounds of women crying, because the death of the old emperor was inevitable.
The concubines and maids were buried, and naturally none of the concubines who were usually loved were spared, but the concubines who were usually ignored were able to escape.
Mo Hai took the second prince Fang Ru and Shan Jiuxuan to the sky above a large hall, which was the old emperor's "Yuntian Palace".
"Mr. Mo, do you really want to support me becoming emperor?"
Fang Ru felt a little uneasy in his heart. He had not seen the old emperor for more than 20 years, and now he was afraid to meet him.
"I don't have time to joke with you."
Mo Hai smiled and then landed directly at the door of Yun Tian Palace.
The guard guarding the door was startled and quickly drew his sword towards him, but before he could even take a second, he was stopped by Mo Hai.
Mo Hai stretched out his hand and pushed, and the heavy palace door was pushed open.
The hall was empty, with heavy curtains and the fragrance of medicine. Inside, on the dragon bed, lay a haggard old man with a white beard.
At the head of the bed, a woman in red was looking blankly at a wick next to her. This woman in red was the old emperor's concubine.
If you can be worthy of the title of Concubine Shu, your character is of course unparalleled.
The old emperor was critically ill, so he only asked Concubine Shu to come and take care of his illness, which shows his trust in Concubine Shu.
Concubine Shu was fascinated by the lanterns. She didn't know when Mo Hai and others came in. When she realized what was happening, she thought it was the eunuch in charge who had returned.
"You can go back, as long as I'm here tonight."
Concubine Shu said without looking back.
But after she finished speaking, the other party did not answer, which made Concubine Shu feel a little strange and couldn't help but look back.
Seeing this, Concubine Shu stood up directly, looking at Mo Hai and the others in shock.
"You, who are you?"
Concubine Shu became alert and wanted to shout.
Mo Hai didn't know how many times he had been asked this question about Concubine Shu.
"Don't be surprised, I just came to the old emperor to discuss something."
Mo Hai smiled slightly.
Concubine Shu was not an ordinary woman. She looked directly at Mo Hai. Mo Hai's indifferent look showed that he was definitely not an ordinary person. It was impossible for ordinary people to break into this forbidden palace.
"What are we discussing?"
Concubine Shu calmed down her emotions and asked pretending to be calm. What she had to do now was to stabilize the other party. As a woman, she could not be his opponent.
"do you know him?"
Mo Hai turned sideways and looked at the second prince who was looking at the old emperor in a daze and asked.
Concubine Shu then looked at the second prince, frowned, looked at him carefully, and finally shook her head.
"do not know."
Concubine Shu tells the truth.
"His name is Fang Ru."
Mo Hai said.
"Fang Ru?"
Concubine Shu muttered something softly, then her face suddenly changed, her mouth opened wide, and she once again looked at the middle-aged man in front of her with rough clothes and dark complexion in disbelief.
"He, he is the second prince?"
Concubine Shu was extremely shocked.
Mo Hai smiled and nodded.
"Isn't the second prince guarding the imperial mausoleum?
Moreover, he has been expelled from the palace a long time ago and will not be able to set foot in the palace again until his death."
Concubine Shu couldn't believe it.
"This happened in the past. From now on, he no longer needs to guard the imperial mausoleum, but will live here."
Mo Hai said.
"What do you mean?"
Concubine Shu naturally understood what Mo Hai meant. Only emperors lived here. Mo Hai's meaning was obvious, but she still asked subconsciously.
"Let the old emperor give up the throne to Fang Ru."
Mo Hai said.
Concubine Shu frowned. Such a rebellious thing, but coming from Mo Hai's mouth, it seemed plain and easy.
"I'm afraid this is impossible. The crown prince's position has already been decided."
Concubine Shu said.
"It may or may not be possible. Let me ask the old emperor."
After Mo Hai finished speaking, he walked to the bedside. Concubine Shu stood in front of the old emperor. For fear of Mo Hai hurting the old emperor, Shan Jiuxuan had quick eyes and quick hands and pulled Concubine Shu aside.
Mo Hai kneaded the secret with one hand and poured a vitality into the old emperor's body. The old emperor slowly opened his eyes and his energy improved a lot.
However, when he saw a stranger standing next to his bed, the old emperor suddenly became excited and alert.
"Don't be nervous. I'm not here to kill you. I just sent you some vitality to help you regain some vitality. If you can get up, we'll have a chat."
Mo Hai put away his vitality and said with a smile.
Seeing that the old emperor was awake, Concubine Shu took off Shan Jiuxuan's hand and helped the old emperor up. She originally wanted the old emperor to lean on the pillow and talk to Mo Hai, but the old emperor insisted on changing his clothes and standing up.
How could the old emperor not have sharp eyesight after living for so many years? If Mo Hai could help him regain his life, he must be an expert. As a dying man, he seemed to have seen hope again, so naturally he did not dare to neglect Mo Hai.
After changing clothes, the old emperor sat opposite Mo Hai on the couch, and his attitude towards Mo Hai was extremely respectful.
"I haven't asked you for your name yet. I wonder if you can tell me."
The old emperor asked as if his eyes were shining.
"Mo Hai."
Mo Hai said casually.
"Thank you so much to Mr. Mo today. Otherwise, I might never be able to stand up again in this life."
The old emperor said with emotion.
"Your Majesty, do you know why I came to you?"
Mo Hai said with a smile.
"As long as you let me live a little longer, I can promise you anything."
The old emperor said that only those who are dying know how valuable life is. These days, lying on the bed dying, the old emperor also realized that in the face of death, all money and power are not worth mentioning. If he could, he would rather
Even if you give up the throne, you will live a few more years.
Mo Hai couldn't help but smile. If the old emperor had this idea, then things would be much easier to handle.
"Then how many more years does Your Majesty want to live?"
Mo Hai asked.
When the old emperor heard Mo Hai's words, he was suddenly excited. He was a mature man. Since Mo Hai said these words, he really has the ability to let him live a few more years.
"Sir, I want to live another ten years."
The old emperor said that he did not dare to say more. Ten years is a good number.
"ten years?"
Mo Hai did not respond immediately.
"Sir, if that's not possible, I can live for another eight years."
The old emperor thought that his request was too much, so he stopped talking for two years.
"Your Majesty, this longevity is determined by heaven. Changing your longevity is actually acting against heaven, and the price is not small."
Mo Hai said seriously, although it is not difficult for Mo Hai to add ten years to the life of ordinary people, but Mo Hai can't show it is easy in front of the old emperor, he still has to be embarrassed.
The old emperor matured with age, and Mo Hai even more so.
"I know I know."
The old emperor nodded in agreement, and when he was about to reduce the number by another two years, Mo Hai spoke next.