Si Moli saw Shen Qingyun's expression and understood who she suspected.

He nodded with a wry smile, and then said to her: "Qingyun, please go back to the Duke's Mansion and wait for me. I need to go into the palace to find out what is going on."

Shen Qingyun looked at him with some uneasiness: "Mo Li, this person is cunning and evil, how could he get in touch... You must pay attention to your safety to prevent him from doing anything bad to you."

When Si Moli heard what she said, his expression was gentle: "Don't worry."

Immediately, he asked the housekeeper to send someone to take Shen Qingyun back to his residence, and then entered the palace alone.

Being able to take away a person who didn't know martial arts silently under his secret guards, Si Moli thought, since the sixth prince didn't have that strength, there was a high probability that it was the emperor's handiwork.

He entered the palace unobstructed, and the emperor seemed to have expected his arrival, so he sat on a chair and waited for him.

Si Moli didn't want to be vague anymore and directly stated his purpose.

The emperor nodded: "Yes, Master Wuchen was indeed invited to the palace by me. I'm just curious about what kind of person would make you spend so much manpower and material resources to find him. Now that we talk about it, we will indeed gain a lot."

He looked at Si Moli with an unknown emotion in his eyes: "I plan to make him a national master. What do you think?"

Si Moli looked at the emperor in shock: "Your Majesty, let's put aside other matters for now, but this person is not trustworthy. He is not Master Wuchen at all. Instead, he is the murderer who killed Master Wuchen and assumed his identity!"

The emperor sneered: "What you say is unfounded, where is the evidence?"

Si Moli clenched his fists. Indeed, he had no concrete evidence now and could not convict him just by relying on the words of a few old monks.

Suddenly, he thought of something and said categorically: "Master Wuchen's hands are normal, but this person is different. His left hand has six fingers. Even if the fingers are cut off later, there will at least be scars. Your Majesty, you can send someone to verify this."

The emperor frowned slightly. He had never thought that Wuchen's identity was not simple.

So he waved his hand and motioned to the people below to bring Wuchen up.

Before Wuchen entered the palace, his expression was calm and composed, with a usual kind smile on his lips. Unexpectedly, when he saw King Li as soon as he entered, his face suddenly froze.

But in an instant, he adjusted his expression, bowed and said: "See you, Your Majesty, Your Highness Prince Li. I wonder why Your Majesty has come to see this poor monk?"

Si Moli was too lazy to talk nonsense with him and said coldly: "Master Wuchen, please show your left hand."

As soon as these words came out, Si Moli didn't miss the trace of panic in Wuchen's eyes.

But he still raised his left hand. It looked very smooth, with no sixth finger and no special wounds.

The emperor snorted coldly: "Mo Li, Wuchen's hands are obviously fine, but there are no six fingers. What else do you have to say at this moment?"

Si Moli's eyes flashed, and he directly grabbed Wuchen's left wrist.

Wuchen was startled and shouted: "Your Highness Prince Li, what are you going to do? Please let this poor monk go."

But Si Moli touched the side of his hand and felt something was wrong. He used his internal force to yank along the skin, and an oval-shaped piece of skin was torn off by him. Wuchen screamed and took several steps back. , blood flowed from his hands and dripped on the main hall.

The emperor slammed the table and roared: "Mo Li, you are so impudent! How can you hurt someone in front of me!"

Si Moli didn't react at all. He pulled Wuchen over again and raised his left hand regardless of his shouts. An oval-shaped wound was torn there, but even the blood couldn't cover the wound.

A scabbed scar, ugly and ferocious, obviously caused by a cut off finger.

The emperor also saw it and couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.

Si Moli sneered and said: "Your Majesty, you must believe what I said now. This person is not Wuchen at all, but his name is Xiaoliu. He was born with six fingers on his left hand and has committed countless murders. Even if I kill him now, I will also pay the penalty."

Can’t understand his sin.”

With that said, he threw the fake Wuchen to the ground.

Seeing that his identity was exposed, Wuchen gritted his teeth and got up and knelt on the ground, shouting in a sad voice: "Your Majesty, please listen to the poor monk's explanation. The poor monk also has his own reasons. But no matter what, the poor monk's ability

Your Majesty, you know that those words you said before are all true!"

A trace of emotion flashed in the emperor's eyes, and Si Moli keenly sensed something was wrong, but the emperor sent someone to pull down the fake Master Wuchen.

He said solemnly: "Since this person's identity is unknown, I can no longer consider the matter of the Imperial Master. But as he said, there are some things that he has calculated very accurately. I must explain it to you."

"What's going on?" Si Moli looked at the emperor, feeling increasingly uneasy.

"Mo Li, you know what I mean. I have always wanted to hand over the throne to you." The emperor sighed and did not answer directly. His eyes were full of anger and confusion when he looked at him: "In the past, you didn't want this position.

There are no women around me, and I have also thought about whether to train the third or sixth child. But now, neither the third child nor the sixth child is your opponent, so you still don’t want this position, why? Just for that Shen Qingyun? "

Si Moli shook his head: "It's because I don't want to be the emperor. It has nothing to do with her."

"Hmph, do you think I don't know your thoughts?" The emperor's eyes flashed: "You want to support a little prince. When the prince grows up, you can sleep and fly with Miss Shen family. Mo.

Li, I really didn’t expect that you would be so affectionate and get in the way of something big.”

Si Moli didn't refute, he really thought so.

Looking at the emperor's paranoid eyes, he couldn't help but ask: "Your Majesty, you were responsible for Li Jieyu's death, right?"

"Isn't that just to pave the way for you?" The emperor frowned: "Mo Li, I have said that I only love your mother and concubine."

Si Moli looked at the emperor, his heart hardening inch by inch.

Everything was the emperor's plan. He deliberately showed his love for Li Jieyu, so that when she died, when the murderer was found, even if the person was a noble concubine, the emperor could punish her as expected.

With the imperial concubine gone, the sixth prince's strength was greatly reduced again. It would only be a matter of time before he could be dealt with.

At the same time, the child in Li Jieyu's belly was gone, and it was impossible for Si Moli to raise this child. It could be said that he killed two birds with one stone.

The emperor then said: "Mo Li, I will give you one last chance. As long as you are willing to inherit the throne, I can let you marry Shen Qingyun, but you must agree to me. While marrying her, you must marry two more concubines.

Concubine."

Si Moli looked at him mockingly: "Even if you are the emperor, you can't control my wife. I have said that I only want one Princess Li."
Chapter completed!