The foolish prince counterattacks the concubine

Chapter 119
Mo Zhengxiang stared at Mo Ziyan for a long time, then he coughed softly: "I'm old, I dreamed of your mother and concubine a few days ago, she said, I didn't take good care of you, she blamed me."

Yes, he really dreamed about Concubine Jin a few days ago, the scene of meeting her for the first time.

She was wearing a blue palace attire, standing under the plane tree and praying. He still remembers her appearance so far. It made An Xiang so reminiscent of all troubles. He had to say that during the days when he was with Concubine Jin, It was his happiest day.

Mo Ziyan suddenly wanted to ask the man in front of his mother, whether he loved her mother, and if he did, why did he push her into hell himself.

Thinking about it, he asked, "Father, my son dares to ask you a question on behalf of my mother, do you love my mother?"

Mo Zhengxiang was taken aback by these words, and he suddenly turned his back to Mo Ziyan.

For a long time, Mo Ziyan thought that he would not answer, but he said.

"Your concubine mother is the only woman I have ever loved in this life."

Yes, the only woman he ever loved, three thousand beauties in the harem, but the only woman he ever loved was the woman praying quietly under the plane tree.

Mo Ziyan clenched his hands, hehe, the only one who has ever loved, but aren't you also inferior to your country?How cheap is your love.

He wanted to question him so much, but he couldn't, because the concubine's revenge had not been avenged, so he couldn't be impulsive.

The atmosphere in the imperial study instantly dropped to a cold spot.

Mo Zhengxiang picked up the memorial presented by He Jun today and handed it to Mo Ziyan.

After reading it, Mo Ziyan was also surprised: "Father, why didn't I hear about this matter?"

"It's normal if you don't know. He Jun has already arrested the rumored people, but it won't be covered until tonight."

Mo Zi Yan Duanxiang looked at Mo Zhengxiang's face and found no difference. He asked, "What does the emperor mean?"

Mo Zhengxiang stepped up and sat on top, he picked up a red cinnabar pen and wrote a word on the Xuan paper.

"Kill." Mo Ziyan read aloud: "Father means to kill the woman mentioned in that painting."

Mo Zhengxiang nodded, he would never allow anyone to threaten his country, even if it was a rumor.

"Yes." Mo Ziyan replied, guessing in his heart that he was afraid that Mo Zhengxiang would come to him for this matter, but are the folk rumors true?Who is the woman in the painting?
Suddenly saw that he accidentally saw a memorial, which was presented by Mu Mingyuan. He glanced at it from the corner of his eye, but Mo Zhengxiang noticed it. He took out the memorial and handed it to Mo Ziyan.

Mo Ziyan was stunned for a while, then took it, opened it and glanced at it, his face was a little heavy.

"Father, this matter, I feel that General Mu's words are somewhat reasonable, after all, he is still the heir of the emperor."

It turned out that Mu Xirao asked Mu Mingyuan to present the memorial, and it was pleading for Mu Ruyi, with the child in her belly, they were betting that Mo Zhengxiang would read it for the sake of the child and let Mu Ruyi go .

Mo Zhengxiang raised his eyes and glanced at Mo Ziyan, he said coldly: "Yan'er means to let Mu Ruyi go."

This sentence was neither angry nor happy, and Mo Ziyan couldn't figure out the meaning of Mo Zhengxiang. He continued: "Father, although Mu Ruyi has committed a serious crime, but after all, she is pregnant with the second brother's child. His own grandson, I hope that the father will let Mu Ruyi go for the sake of the child."

"It was Xirao who asked you to intercede." Mo Zhengxiang didn't think that Mo Ziyan would be a kind-hearted person, let alone this child belonged to Mo Linghan, unless there was only one reason, which was Mu Xirao asked him to intercede.

But how did he hear that Mu Xirao didn't have a good relationship with this sister Mu Ruyi, and they even looked like enemies.

Mo Ziyan seemed to be talking about the central matter, he smiled embarrassedly: "Father, you know, Rao'er is soft-hearted and can't stand others crying, no, Rao'er went back to Mu'er a few days ago In the mansion, her second mother was crying, she thought about it, after all, they are sisters of the same root, and today I entered the palace today, so she wanted me to intercede for her sister."

After what Mo Ziyan said, Mo Zhengxiang didn't doubt it, because since the last time Mo Ziyan entered the prison, he felt that Mu Xirao was too kind. In fact, he didn't know that Mu Xirao's kindness also depends on people. However, she saved Mu Ruyi only because she wanted her life to be worse than death, so that the child in her belly would become a bargaining chip to hold Mu Yuwei back.

Mo Zhengxiang seemed to be a little bit relieved, Mo Ziyan and Mu Mingyuan said it well, Mu Ruyi was pregnant with his eldest grandson after all, this was his first grandson, and he was really reluctant to kill him.

"My imperial decree has been issued and cannot be taken back."

That's right, the imperial decree has already been issued. If Mu Ruyi is not killed now, no one will take the imperial decree seriously in the future.

It was a good opportunity for Mo Ziyan to see Mo Zhengxiang let go, and he continued, "Father, my son has a plan, I don't know if it will be possible."

"Explain and I will listen."

"Tomorrow, Mu Ruyi will still be executed, but the person needn't be Mu Ruyi."

"Yan'er means to steal the sky and change the day."

Mo Ziyan observed Mo Zhengxiang's eyes and saw that his expression was slightly displeased. He knelt down and said, "Father, my son has spoken nonsense, and please forgive me."

Mo Zhengxiang didn't let Mozi get up, he lowered his head, looked at the paper, and said suddenly: "Forget it, forget it, just follow your plan, wait for Mu Ruyi to give birth to a child, and take the child back to the palace." middle."

"What about Mu Ruyi?"

Mo Zhengxiang paused for a moment and said, "For the sake of the child, let her live, but if she returns to Beijing, she will be killed without mercy."

"Yes, my son takes orders." He bowed to the ground and said respectfully.

"Okay, I'm tired, let's get back."

"My son retire."

Mo Zhengxiang rubbed his forehead, he may be old, he has lost the killing of the past, if he is according to his temperament when he was young, he will not let Mu Ruyi go.

At this time, Eunuch Li approached, holding a cup of ginseng tea in his hand, he approached Mo Zhengxiang, and whispered: "Your Majesty."

"Tianxiang, tell me, am I getting old?"

Eunuch Li didn't know why, when he heard Mo Zhengxiang say this, he heard a lot of helplessness.

He put down the ginseng tea, rubbed Mo Zhengxiang's forehead lightly, and said in a high-pitched and hoarse voice: "Your Majesty is tired, but this old slave has a thought, that is, I don't know whether to speak or not."

Mo Zhengxiang waved his hand and said, "Tianxiang, if you have anything to say, just say it."

In this world, the only person he can trust is Tianxiang. Tianxiang has been with him for decades and is the person who knows him best.

Eunuch Li thought for a while and blurted out: "Your Majesty, Jiangnan is a good place. Your Majesty might as well leave the government affairs to Prince Rui and go to Jiangnan to spend a few days of quiet life."

Mo Zhengxiang was stunned, but Eunuch Li was not in a hurry, he moved gently, waiting for Mo Zhengxiang to make up his mind.

A quarter of an hour later, Mo Zixiang sighed: "Alright, it's time to let Yan'er take care of it, otherwise, after a hundred years, I won't feel at ease handing over the country to him."

"Then which concubine will the emperor take with him when he goes to Jiangnan this time? The old slave also made arrangements."

Mo Zhengxiang thought for a while before saying, "The empress and Si Guifei."

Eunuch Li's expression was somewhat hesitant, he was somewhat worried: "Your Majesty, this old servant knows that you intend to open the way for Prince Rui, but with Concubine Yi Si's temper, I'm afraid she won't agree easily."

He has been in the palace for many years, and he knows the temper of the concubine in the harem very clearly. Concubine Si relied on the Fu family, but did not show off her power in the harem. Even the lord of the palace had to give way. King Ling is still here now. In the National Temple, Imperial Concubine Si is definitely unwilling to leave Beijing now, for fear that there will be another trouble.

After what Eunuch Li said, Mo Zhengxiang's face changed drastically, and he slapped the table with one hand: "If you don't agree, she dares, maybe she still wants to go against it, Tianxiang, you go to draw up the decree, I want to be quiet."

After Eunuch Li retreated, Mo Zhengxiang came to the landscape painting. He lifted up the painting, but he didn't expect that there was a mechanism under the painting. He just pressed it lightly, and the landscape painting moved to the left, revealing a Lady figure.

The woman in the painting is somewhat similar to Mo Ziyan.

Mo Zhengxiang stared at the painting for a long time, his tone was thoughtful, and he said: "Jin'er, Yan'er is fine and smart now, don't worry, I will take good care of him, and I will leave the throne to him. It's just that I miss you, and I regret it."

regret what?He didn't say it, but it was the pain in his life.

In the sky prison, Mu Ruyi sat in the prison with blank eyes, the mice beside her were nibbling at the hem of her skirt, suddenly someone came in at the door, she looked up as if grabbing a life-saving straw, but saw the last thing she didn't want... meet people.

It was Mu Xirao who came.

Mu Ruyi looked at Mu Xirao, who was proud of the spring breeze. At this time, she was wearing a big red dress. The peonies drawn with gold silk on the skirt were lifelike. There was a small and exquisite hairpin inserted, and the birthmark on her face was blocked by broken hair. Every time she walked one, she looked forward to the brilliance, like a fairy with a soul.

She came to the cell, covered her nose, and smiled sarcastically: "Hey, why did my sister become so embarrassed, my sister felt so distressed."

Mu Ruyi snorted coldly: "Mu Xirao, did you come to see my joke? Now that you see it, you can go."

Mu Xirao didn't mind either, her sharp nails evoked Mu Ruyi's haggard little face, and she said regretfully, "Hey, it's a pity that such a beautiful face, hehe, sister, when you pushed me into the water, When you framed Mo Ziyan, why didn't you meet now?" She paused: "By the way, I brought a person to see you today."

After she finished speaking, there was a cry from outside the cell.

When Mu Ruyi heard this familiar voice, her eyes turned red, and she murmured: "Mother."

Mei Xue looked at Mu Ruyi who was so haggard, she touched her face with distress, and then looked at the scene in the prison, she cried even more sadly: "Ru'er, my poor daughter."

"Mother." Mu Ru'er held Mei Xue's hand through the prison door. Before, she didn't understand her mother's love for her, but now that she is pregnant with a child, she understands her mother's love for her. It is a kind that can be lost. A love that does not let the child suffer the slightest bit of harm.

She rubbed her belly and murmured: Son, I'm sorry, mother can't protect you anymore.

Maybe Mei Xue was tired from crying, she wiped away the tears for Mu Ruyi, looked around, and whispered in Mu Ruyi's ear: "Ru'er, don't worry, mother will find a way to save you."

(End of this chapter)