Hearing this, Si Moli stood up suddenly.

The chair behind him fell to the ground with a clang, which was particularly jarring in the empty hall.

"Your Majesty, what do you mean by this? Are you hinting at me?" Si Moli spoke slowly, and it was not difficult to hear the pain-filled hatred in his voice.

The palace was silent for a while, and then the emperor's low cough could be heard again.

When his chest calmed down, the emperor raised his head and stared at him, with no expression in his cloudy eyes: "Now that it's time, why bother hiding it from you, Mo Li, I might as well tell you directly, the mother of the twelfth prince

Concubine Meng is the murderer who killed your mother and concubine back then."

Si Moli's mind felt dizzy for a moment.

Scenes from the past appeared in front of my eyes, quickly pulling back like a revolving lantern.

The woman who has long been blurred in the memory seems to still be looking at him with a smile. She always hugs him quietly in a place where no one can see her, touches his head with nostalgia, and calls his nickname.

, encourage him to do what he likes.

Such a gentle woman, but at the same time carrying a huge secret, is destined not to live long in the harem.

He heard his own voice ringing in the palace: "Why Concubine Meng?"

The emperor's eyes also showed pain, and he murmured: "Yes, I have been checking for a long time, but I never thought that this person would be her."

Si Moli's mother-in-law is also the legitimate daughter of the Meng family.

And Meng Ruqin, the mother-concubine of the twelfth prince, can be regarded as her cousin.

Back then, because Meng Ruqin and Simo Li's mother concubine Meng Fei were both daughters of the Meng family, the emperor took great care of her when she was still the crown prince. Later, after he ascended the throne, he directly promoted her to one of the four concubines.

No wonder, Concubine Meng originally had unique power in the harem, but one day later, she seemed to suddenly lose her favor, and the Meng family also had troubles one after another. Within half a year, the Meng family fell into decline, and Concubine Meng no longer had any sense of presence in the harem.

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At that time, Si Moli was still training in the army at the border. He had just won a few battles and his reputation gradually spread.

When he returned to Beijing, he heard all this and ignored it.

After all, the Meng family sent so many women into the palace, and when they saw whoever became more powerful, they would wholeheartedly support her. As for those who had no use value or died in the harem, the Meng family never paid attention to them.

Si Moli looked at the emperor and suddenly felt ridiculed: "You keep saying that you love your mother the most, but you fail to protect her. Now that you have found the murderer, you let the murderer live in this world, and you even gave birth to a child."

The emperor's face was distorted for a moment, and after a long time, he spoke with difficulty: "Mo Li, I know you hate me."

He let out a long sigh: "When your mother-in-law died, it was the critical period of seizing the throne. I was indeed powerless and failed to protect her. When I finally became emperor, my position was not stable.

, there are always people watching, and even aristocratic families secretly seize power."

Recalling that difficult time, the emperor's eyes sparkled with tears.

Who knows his sadness and pressure?

After a pause, he relaxed his breathing, and then continued: "When I finally take control of the real power and eliminate the government and the opposition, I will think about finding the murderer and avenging your mother and concubine. She loved Meng Ruqin during her lifetime, and she had many

Silly, you ask me to help take care of her."

"I knew you would ask me why you didn't kill her directly." The emperor smiled coldly: "Mo Li, maybe you don't understand how painful it is for a person who pursues power to fall from a high place. She is alive.

Every day is torture, and that kind of regret is far more torture than letting her die directly."

Si Moli's clenched fists loosened and he remained silent without answering.

The emperor was right. Meng Ruqin was once just one step away from the empress and gave birth to a dragon son. However, she was instantly disillusioned and became a transparent and marginalized figure in the harem.

She spent her whole life plotting for power, but in the end got nothing.

Presumably, after so many years, the emperor must not have made her life easy, and at best she could only live a miserable life.

This is fine too.

The two looked at each other, and Si Moli asked again: "What about the twelfth prince?"

The emperor's eyelids trembled, and a dark red fire seemed to burn in his eyes: "When I found out the truth, Concubine Meng had just given birth to a child. After all, it was also my child. Besides, it was precisely because of this child that he survived. Meng Ruqin

There is still one last glimmer of hope to prevent her from seeking death, so she has been holding on for so long, maybe she is still hoping that the twelfth prince can save her."

Si Moli looked at him coldly, the old wounds in his heart seemed to be torn open again, and there were bursts of pain and blood.

It's all so ridiculous.

"You did it on purpose, right? Did you deliberately prevent me from finding out the truth for so many years?"

On the verge of losing control of his emotions, Si Moli slowly calmed down.

Logically speaking, he would have found out that Meng Ruqin was the murderer of his mother and concubine, so he would not have the idea of ​​supporting the twelfth prince.

The emperor was told that his thoughts were broken, but he looked at Si Moli with praise: "You are right, Mo Li. You are really smart. At any time, you can calmly analyze the key points of the matter. That's the only way.

Only you are worthy of taking over this country."

His eyes were full of paranoia: "When I found out that you didn't want to be emperor, I was really disappointed. Why can't you understand my painstaking efforts? I'm doing this all for your own good!"

Si Moli only felt that his limbs and bones were trembling with coldness.

The emperor deliberately revealed the truth now just to cut off his escape route.

He couldn't help but ask: "You are really crazy! If I insist on not proclaiming myself emperor, aren't you afraid that the imperial power will eventually fall?"

The emperor shook his head calmly, and the smile on his face deepened: "Mo Li, I know that you are not such a person. You will not let the government and the public be in chaos, let alone watch the country become unstable and the people uneasy.

I believe that you can be a good emperor."

He was halfway through speaking when he started coughing violently again: "I don't have much time left, you know it. Okay, Mo Li, I'll leave that unsatisfactory traitor to you to deal with. I'm tired."

The emperor leaned on his chair and began to close his eyes and rest.

In fact, he was already suffering from a terminal illness, and even if Si Mingxuan did not administer the poison, he would soon die.

Therefore, he was even more anxious to let Si Moli take over the imperial power as soon as possible.

Taking Si Mingxuan's chronic poison would only cause him to die earlier, but with this poison, he would choke Si Mingxuan's throat.

Si Moli looked at the emperor, feeling helpless in his heart, and turned around and walked out.

No matter what, he had to deal with Si Mingxuan first.

As for other things, he was very confused and could only put it aside for the time being.
Chapter completed!