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273. Back light
In the Li Wangfu study, the distorted anger of Mo Jingli's face makes even the most favored Qixia Princess not dare to approach half. When Mo Jingli finally vented his anger, the entire study was already in a mess. The counselors of the Li Wangfu who stood in the corner naturally did not dare to speak. The Qixia Princess had to be timid: "Wang Ye, it is not easy to discuss things here. Is it better to move to the partial hall?"
Mo Jingli snorted and walked out of the study with his sleeves. Others quickly followed.
"Wang Ye, but what happened?" Sit down in the eccentric hall outside the study, and finally someone asked with a hard scalp.
Mo Jingli asked coldly: "The Princess Long Princess and Princess Zhaoyang went to see the ink repairs after going out of the palace." Everyone was shocked. "The emperor... What is this?" Mo Jingli sneered Dao: "What else can you mean? Naturally, please ask the princess to go to ink repair." He has been more than a lifetime with Mo Xiu, but he wants to open it."
The crowd immediately frowned and frowned, shaking his head and shaking his head. "Wang, if this is the case, it is a big disadvantage for us." The emperor would rather give up the former grievances and the suspicions of the dynasty, and also ask for help, and it is clear that it is the killing of the Li Wangfu. meaning. Mo Jingli snorted and dismissed: "Mo Xi Xiu will not promise him. What's more... even if ink repairs promised to take the shot. Is this king now so easy to deal with?" The cold men are all a glimpse, only half a mile has come back, isn’t it? Li Wang is no longer the Li Wang many years ago. He is the regent king of Dachu, and he is the master of the most prosperous southern half of the country. Mo said that the power of the king is now far in the northwest, even if the Wangfu government wants to deal with Li Wang during the heyday of Chujing, it will not happen overnight.
"I don't know what the lord intends? The emperor is probably not..." A counselor frowned. They had hoped that the Queen Mother could officially pass the emperor to Li Wang. In fact, the idea itself is somewhat whimsical. The emperor's temper is that the fish will die and will not let the emperor fall into the hands of his life.
Mo Jingli frowned and meditated for a moment: "The news will be transmitted to the ears of the Liu family. It is said that the emperor intends to pass the six emperors... Others, the Liu family naturally know what to do.

"Wang Ye Yingming."
The news that Li Wangfu can get, Liu family will naturally not be much slower than them. It is not necessary for Li Wangfu to spread the news specially. Liu Jia and even Liu Guifei in the palace have already got the news. In the palace, Liu Guifei listened to the words of the palace lady who came to the letter, and coldly slammed the man, and waved his hand to crush the best white porcelain teacup in his hand. "Six princes... Murray!"
Tan Jizhi smiled and sat in a chair not far away. He smiled and said: "It seems that the emperor is already aware of the plan of the goddess. As I said earlier, the goddess is too anxious to act. It must be known that some things are not even stable. Is there a slight exception?"
Liu Guizhen gritted his teeth and remembered that he had come back from the palace a few days ago and happened to meet the scene of Mo Jingli from the emperor’s bedroom. It seems that from that day on, many things are not under her control. "Mo Jingli! Must be him. Ghosts!" Tan Jizhi said: "The goddess, who is the ghost now is not important. What is important... what should we do?"
Liu Guizhen is upset and she is not good at these things. From small to large, he was guarded by people. Besides the feelings of ink repairing, it can be said that everything is smooth. Even when he was clever in learning the five cars, Liu Guizhen couldn’t figure out how to deal with the situation at hand. Looking back at Tan Ji’s eyes, he said,
What do you do?

Tan Jizhi’s lips smiled slightly, faintly saying:
Do not do, never stop. Kill!

Liu Guizhen glanced down and seriously thought about Tan Jizhi’s proposal. She has been in the deep palace for decades, and even if she is favored by Mojing, she is not a lifeless person. Like them, they have been trying to cultivate women who are destined to be sent to the palace since childhood, and they have never seen human life in their eyes. After pondering for a moment, Liu Guifei looked up, and the cold beauty passed a hint of killing, faintly said: "Good. You go."
With the help of Liu Jia and Liu Guizhen in the palace, Tan Jizhi’s work is naturally clean and neat. When the day was still dark, there were news that the six emperors had accidentally fell down on the rockery and were unconscious. When I heard the news, the 12-year-old prince was sitting in front of Liu Guifei and talking to her. Liu Guizhen’s faint wave of hand-picked the eunuch’s eunuch. The prince hesitated for a moment and looked at Liu Guiyu: "Mother, son... Are you going to see the six brothers?"
Liu Guifei’s face flashed a trace of disdain, and the small face that raised the child’s childishness was carefully looked at it, and the disgust in his eyes was faintly said:
Go and see what he is doing? A despicable little daughter, born, you Really, when he is your brother, you can't make it? You must remember that you are a prince, and this will be the emperor of this big Chu. Besides the mother-in-law... everyone is your slave."
The prince moved his mouth and wanted to say that there were brothers and sisters. But looking at the mother's beautiful, like the delicate face of the snow sculpture. The prince did not know how to make a slight chill after a chill.
Liu Guifei nodded with satisfaction and smiled: "It is the son of the mother-in-law. You can rest assured that the mother-in-law will make you an emperor."
"Yes, mother."
The sudden and serious injury of the Six Emperors made the body of Mo Jingqi, who was already weak, more declining. When the news reached the scene of Mo Jingqi, Mo Jingqi could not help but spit a blood. It seems to be secretly scared by the royal doctor in the past. The original gray face of the emperor suddenly has a bit more brilliance and rosy, and it seems that there is a lot of spirit. But these experienced doctors understand that this is clearly a return to light. Quickly facing the outside made a face, asking people to inform the masters of the palace to come.
The fastest time this time came was Liu Guifei. The reason is none of him, naturally because the most favored Liu Guizhen originally lived in the nearest place to the emperor's palace.
The guard at the door didn't stop her anymore. When Liu Guizhen stepped into the temple, she smelled a smell, and the decaying smell of her illness made her frown. Since the sight of Mo Jing, this is the second time that Liu Guifei has stepped into this dormitory, and they have not seen each other for several months.
"The emperor." Liu Guizhen fainted.
Inkless prayers did not turn and stared at the white-faced cold-faced woman in front of her eyes. After a while, she waved: "There is something to say to Liu Guifei, you all retreat."
The crowds retreated, and only Liu Guifei and Mo Jingqi were left in the empty dormitory. The two men lie down and stand, and the station is not far from looking at each other as if they were the first to know each other. Mo Jing prayed for the woman in front of her eyes, wanting to see a trace of emotion and movement from her cold eyes. It is a pity that the result still makes him extremely disappointing. Liu Guizhen’s cold eyes are as calm as if he is lying on the front of her, but a monk who has never met her. No, there is still a feeling in her eyes. That is disgust. In front of the ink scene, the thinness of the skin is almost non-adult, and the blood that has just been spit in the local palace woman is too late to clean up. Everything makes Liu Guifei extremely bored, and the tiredness of the past has been lost.
"You are finally here." Mo Jingqi finally said.
Liu Guifei frowned slightly and said: "Is the emperor not wanting to come to the court?"
Mo Jing prayed and smiled: "Hey... I really don't want you to come... come so fast. Is Ruiyun hurting you?"
Liu Guifei raised his eyebrows slightly, raised his chin and looked down at Mo Jingqi, faintly said: "This should not blame me."

Why do you want to do this?
Mo Jingqi asked:
I thought you didn’t care what you are. Now it seems... I’m looking away.

Liu Guifei leaned his head and looked at Mo Jingqi, slowly revealing a sneer smile. "Why do you want to do this? I want to ask the emperor, since the emperor has sealed my emperor as a prince, why do you want to pass the emperor? To the Six Emperors? The emperor did this, is he wanting to set me and the Prince?" In the eyes of Mo Jingqi, there is a trace of sadness and coldness. "It seems that these years are too much to love you. So you will Forgot a word."
"What?" Liu Guifei frowned.
"Thunder and rain are all graces." Mo Jing prayed: "The throne is awkward, and whoever is willing to pass it to whoever. Who is happy to seal who is the prince, who will be the prince. If you want to give it, you can't do it." You don't want to give it to you, you can't!" Liu Guizhen stunned, and the cold face showed a slight disappointment. Be proud of her, except that she is used to being tall in front of anyone in front of Mo Xiu, and also includes Mo Jingqi, who is the king of a country. "What does this mean?"
Mo Jingqi smiles coldly, "What do you mean... even if you kill the six emperors, you can pass them on to others. Even if you kill all the emperors, you can pass them to the ancestors. As for your princes. ...you don't have to think about it."
"Why are you doing this?" Liu Guifei stared at Mo Jingqi, and the beautiful face was completely puzzled. It seems that Mo Jingqi did something unreasonable.
Mo Jing prayed and laughed, but the chest that was sore and painful, but his laughter sounded shattered. "Why? Soon... soon you will know why. You have to wait for you for years, but unfortunately you are How do you return 朕? Do you really think that you are unrestricted to your patience? Hehe... Do you want Prince to be on the throne, is it really for the Prince? You want ink repair... You want the beauty! Dead... you have to be with you!"
"What do you mean by this?!" Liu Guifei said with anger. In fact, of course she knows what Mo Jingqi meant. Although Dachu does not popularize the funeral system, there are also one or two emperors who pre-emptively want to bury their favorite young nephews. She just can't believe that Mo Jingqi has such an idea. Of course, it is because she is not willing to accept such a fate anyway. She still has a lot of things to do, she also wants to get the love of ink repair, but also to become a king. How could she pray for Murray?
Mo Jing prayed and smiled, closing his eyes and no longer talking.
As a result, Liu Guifei’s speculation was further confirmed. Liu Guizhen’s face was pale, and his mind really turned fast. For a long while, she suddenly turned and hurried out of the hall, but it happened to be hit with the Queen who waited for the news. The Queen frowned: "Liu Guifei, what are you doing?" Liu Guifei said nothing and the empress, and looked at her and then went out of the hall without saying a word. The queen frowned and was too lazy to care about, bringing people into the dormitory.
The news of the imperial edict is naturally passing fast. Less than half an hour, the royal family princess, who was in the middle of the royal family, went to the emperor's sleeping hall. The original empty hall was a bustling place. Even the old people like the Grand Princess Hua Guogong, as well as the ink repairing Ye Li, who are now somewhat strange and strange, have also been invited. However, it is different from the emperor of the land. Ink repaired his white hair and white hair, and took the glass and the long princess to stand together. Naturally, there will be no people in the face who do not know whether it is true or not.
The hard struggles of these days have really calmed down when I am dying. Mo Jingqi opened his eyes in a crying voice, and saw the most eye-catching ink repair at a glance. Lightly smiled: "Hey, you know that you will still come to give you a ride." Mo Xiuqiu picked up his eyebrows and did not speak.
Sitting in the back of the bed, the screaming, screamed, holding the hand of Mo Jingqi and weeping: "Hello, what do you have to say to your mother?"
Mo Jingqi showed a weird smile at the Queen Mother, his eyes gazing from the Queen Mother and looking at the ink sights and queens who stood not far away. After Liu Guifei ran out, she never saw a figure. At this time, Mo Jing prayed that she did not care about her whereabouts. Finally, her eyes turned from Liu Yanxiang’s body to the princess who was kneeling on the ground.
"Chang Le..."
There is no such thing as Princess Changle in the Princess of the Emperor. From childhood to Da Mojing, I love this daughter very much. Not only because she is a prostitute in the palace, but also because she is smart and lively. Even if Mo Jing prayed for Liu Guifei, but the daughter of Princess Liu Ning, Liu Guifei, was to be placed behind Princess Changle. But the same, he is also the most embarrassing to this daughter, just because she is a queen niece, she is the grandson of his jealous Chinese family, so he can not leave her in the capital.
Hearing the name of her daughter, the Queen’s sad face passed away. The face of Hua Guogong’s old man’s face was bounced twice, and after all, he still didn’t say anything. Mo Xiaobao stood by his father and his mother. Although he did not understand what the situation was, he felt the sadness and awe. Looking up and seeing ink repair and Ye Li did not say what the Princess Changle was in the city of Licheng.
In the end, the Queen sighed and took a picture of Mo Jingqi’s hand:
Is the emperor forgotten? Changle’s life is not good, and it’s missing in Nanxun.

Mo Jing prayed to close his eyes and ignored the words of the Queen Mother. The people present, in addition to the three-year-old Wang Fu, who is not related to their own affairs, have been young and ignorant little princess princess, everyone is worried about staring at the man on the dragon couch as if he is dying. Even if he is already weak, he can't lift it, but he can still determine the fate of most people present.
"Queen..." For a long time, Mo Jingqi finally called.
The Queen heard the words and only came forward: "Imperial, what is the emperor?"
Mo Jingqi has no strength to speak loudly, look at the look of the Queen. The Queen Mother got up some unhappy and got up to give the Queen a position, and stood aside.
The Queen sat on the bed and looked at Mo Jingqi calmly. He asked: "What do you have to say to the emperor?"
Mo Jing politely raised his hand and pulled out a bright yellow cloth from under the pillow. Difficult to put in the hands of the Queen, said: "Remains... Wills." Wen Yan, the eyes of everyone in the scene are shrinking, tightly placed in the bright yellow cloth in the hands of the Queen. No one knows when Mo Jingqi wrote the will, and when did he put the will on the pillow.
"The big princess... Hua Guogong... Ding Wang... as evidence, the queen... read the will..." Mo Jingqi intermittently.
Wen Yan, Mo Xiuqiu picked up his eyebrows with great interest and smiled and said: "Well, this king promises to let the Queen successfully read the will."
The Princess Dachang also nodded: "Please rest assured."
"The old minister obeyed."
As if to complete a major event. Mo Jing prayed with a sigh of relief, his face more difficult to look. A touch of people: "Let's go... I want to be alone."
Everyone is in a dilemma, and I don’t know if I should retire.
Mo Jingli’s face stared at Mo Jingqi, and finally came forward:
Where is the child?

Mo Jing prayed and smiled at him, and he laughed out loud.
Mo Jing Li Li said: "Where is this king asking where your child is?!"
Mo Jing prayed but laughed, and the blood slowly overflowed from his mouth.
"Mo Jing prayed..." Mo Jingli couldn't help but want to go to pull his clothes. The Queen Mother stopped him. "Lie, what are you doing?" At this time, the emperor had only one breath left, if he let When Mo Jingli was so pulled, he was so angry that he was afraid that regardless of the cause of the emperor’s death, Mo Jingli could not escape the crime of committing this crime.
Mo Jingli also knew that he was impulsive, but the whereabouts of his only son had struggled with his thoughts these days, but there was no clue. If Mo Jingqi is really dead, I am afraid that the only clue will be broken.
"Can't Li Wang not see it? The Chu Emperor clearly said that he couldn't speak." Mo Xiu smiled. Although the king of a country is still in a rude smile, but no one dares to say that he is rude because of his identity.
Mo Jingqi lay quietly on the bed, and the blood in his mouth was stained dark red by the bed and clothes on his neck. His gaze has been staring at the face of Mo Jingli with a weird smile. I don't know why, seeing such a smile, Mo Jingli only feels a burst of cold in his heart.