Devil's Concubine

Chapter 40 Fighting against each other (2)
"Pfft..." A mouthful of blood spewed out from Mo Longhuang's mouth, Mo Longhuang's expression darkened instantly, his body fell back heavily, and he sat on the dragon chair. A trace of blood.

Several drops of that blood were sprayed on the faces of Empress Chen and Mo Yucheng, and Mo Yucheng's fair and tender face suddenly changed drastically. With a loud cry, Empress Chen hurriedly grabbed Mo Yucheng's arm to comfort him , seeing Mo Longhuang's dying appearance again, his face became stiff for a while, and he immediately shouted: "Come here, come here, send the imperial doctor!"

Inside Zhaoyang Hall, there was a dead silence.

After the imperial doctors left, Empress Chen sat silently on the head of the bed, bowing her head and weeping secretly.

Mo Yucheng, who hadn't recovered from the fright just now, had a pale face and bright tears in his big eyes. He clenched his fist and tightly grabbed a piece of Queen Chen's clothes. corners, nose twitching, ready to cry, looks so pitiful, one can't help feeling pity.

Beside the door, Mo Xiuzhu stood there with a dark and blue face, staring at Mo Ranchen who was sitting indifferently, his eyes were full of anger, if eyes could kill, at this moment, I am afraid that Mo Ranchen has already been killed by him. Cut to pieces.

Mo Jieyu stood behind Empress Chen, looking at Mo Longhuang lying on the couch with his eyes closed from time to time, and turning his head to look at Mo Ranchen from time to time, with extremely complicated expressions.

Chu Yunshang stayed in the corner. In Zhaoyang Hall, there were all kinds of beings. She saw them all, and her expression was very strange.

After a long time, "cough...cough..." Mo Longhuang exhaled foul breath and woke up leisurely. Mo Xiuzhu immediately rushed over and said in surprise, "Father, you are awake."

Mo Longhuang nodded slightly, turned his gaze around Empress Chen, glanced at Mo Ranchen in the distance, and said hoarsely: "You all go out, I have something to talk to Chen'er about."

"Fourth?" Mo Xiuzhu's expression changed, and he said anxiously, "Father, you just woke up, this..."

Before Mo Xiuzhu finished speaking, he was interrupted by the Mo Longhuang with a wave of his hand. A sullen look flashed across Mo Longhuang's pale face, and he said dissatisfiedly, "Shut up and get out."

Even though Mo Longhuang was weak at the moment, the aura emanating from his body should not be underestimated. Mo Xiuzhu trembled slightly, and immediately closed his mouth, but his eyes were full of unwillingness and annoyance. He took a step back, He flicked his sleeves and left with anger all over his body.

Empress Chen didn't speak when she saw such a scene, she sighed in a low voice, and pulled Mo Yucheng to go out. Mo Jieyu also hurried over, and pulled Chu Yunshang to go out.

After only Mo Longhuang and Mo Ranchen were left in the hall, Mo Longhuang glanced at Mo Ranchen with some dim eyes, stretched out his hand a little weakly, and beckoned, "Chen'er, come here, Father talk to you."

Hearing these words, Mo Ranchen raised his head slightly, looked this way, but stood up, strode towards the door, Mo Longhuang saw this, his face changed slightly, and he shouted: "Stop."

His breath was not stable, and following this low drink, he stopped breathing for a while, and then coughed violently, as if he wanted to cough up all his internal organs.

Mo Ranchen's face was extremely gloomy, he turned his head suddenly, and said to Mo Longhuang, "Father, I never thought that one day, you would use such a clumsy trick as a bitter trick."

Mo Longhuang said sadly: "Chen'er, do you think I am such a person in your eyes? Do you have to die in front of you before you will forgive me?"

Mo Ranchen's face remained unchanged, and he said leisurely: "How can a person like you die so easily?"

When Mo Longhuang heard this, the muscles on his face stiffened for a while. Immediately after, he exhaled foul breath, smiled wryly for a while, and said slowly: "Chen'er, your mother has been dead for so many years, can't you forgive your father? Emperor?"

"When my mother was alive, I begged you so hard, did you ever forgive her?" Mo Ranchen asked indifferently.

"I've been regretting all these years? Isn't that enough?" Mo Longhuang's face was pale, and his voice became weaker and weaker.

"It's easy to confess to a living person, but if that person is already dead, what's the use of confessing more?" Mo Ranchen shouted loudly.

"I know." Mo Longhuang nodded sadly. In his mind, that incomparably beautiful face and those pair of deeply sad eyes floated in his mind. The expression on his face also became extremely painful.

But all of this, Mo Ranchen saw it in his eyes, but he only saw it in his eyes, and it couldn't stir up any waves in his heart at all.

"Chen'er, father knows that I was wrong about that incident back then, a big mistake, but this is not a reason for you to punish me and yourself. The deceased is already dead. If your mother knows that you are now Like this, how do you let her feel at ease under the Nine Springs? How do you let me explain to your mother?" Mo Longhuang said with a sigh.

"When I was alive, I was like a dead person. After I died, what can I say again? It's a big joke." Mo Ranchen said sarcastically and disdainfully.

The queen mother once told him that being born in the royal family is the most ruthless. If you want to live, you must first learn to be ruthless.

He didn't understand these things, and he didn't want to understand them.

It was this person in front of him, this supreme, powerful executioner with blood on his hands, who taught him this truth bit by bit in an extremely cruel way with that blood.

Now, he wants to turn back, but he himself can't turn back.

"No, you don't understand." Mo Longhuang shook his head vigorously: "Your queen mother has such high expectations of you, no matter what, you can't let her down."

"Then tell me, what should I do so as not to disappoint her?" Mo Ranchen suddenly smiled, and with this smile, the corners of his eyes were full of evil spirits.

Looking at Mo Ranchen like this, Mo Longhuang suddenly realized that he had never known this son at all, and he had completely underestimated the impact of that incident on Mo Ranchen's heart.

Back then, he was all-powerful, but even if he was so magnificent, he would eventually grow old and rotten one day. Mo Longhuang sighed in his heart. If things hadn't been so utterly cold-blooded back then, perhaps, the current situation would not have happened.

(End of this chapter)