Hearing this, Si Moli suddenly stood up.

The chair behind him fell to the ground with a clang, which seemed particularly harsh in this empty hall.

"Your Majesty, what do you mean? Are you hinting at me?" Si Moli spoke slowly, and it was not difficult to hear that there was a painful hatred in his voice.

The palace was silent for a long time, and the emperor's low cough came again.

When his chest calmed down, the emperor looked up at him, and his turbid eyes could not see his expression: "It's now this time, why bother to hide with you? Mo Li, I might as well tell you directly that Concubine Meng, the mother of the twelfth prince, was the murderer who killed your mother back then."

Si Moli had a moment of dizziness in her mind.

The scenes of the past appeared before my eyes, and they quickly pulled back like a revolving lantern.

The woman who had already blurred in her memory seemed to be looking at him with a smile, always quietly hugging him who was still young in a place where no one saw it, touching his head with nostalgia, calling his nickname, and encouraging him to do what he likes.

Such a gentle woman, but also carries huge secrets at the same time, is destined to live long in the harem.

He heard his voice ringing in the hall: "Why is Concubine Meng?"

The emperor also showed a sense of pain in his eyes and murmured: "Yes, I have been checking for a long time, but I never expected that this person would be her."

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

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

Back then, because Meng Ruqin and Si Moli's mother, Concubine Meng, were both daughters of the Meng family, the emperor took good care of her when she was the crown prince. Later, after ascending the throne, she was directly promoted to one of the four concubines.

No wonder, Concubine Meng was originally a unique power in the harem, but one day after that, she seemed to suddenly lose her favor, and the Meng family also had a series of accidents. In just half a year, the Meng family fell and Concubine Meng no longer had a sense of existence in the harem.

At that time, Si Moli was still in the border army. After winning several battles, his reputation gradually spread.

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

After all, the Meng family sent so many women into the palace, and when they saw who had the power to support her, they all supported her. As for those who had no use value or died in the harem, the Meng family had never paid attention to it.

Si Moli looked at the emperor and suddenly felt very mocking: "You always love your mother the most, but you didn't protect her. Since you found the murderer, you let the murderer live in this world, and you even gave birth to a child."

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

He sighed long: "When your mother died, it was a critical period for fighting for the throne. I was indeed powerless and did not protect her. When I finally got the emperor, my position was not stable. There were always people eyeing him, and even some families secretly seized power."

When recalling those difficult times, tears flashed in the emperor's eyes.

Who knows his sadness and pressure?

After a pause, he relaxed his breathing before continuing: "When I finally gained real power and cleared the court and the country, I thought about finding the murderer and avenging your mother's mother. She loved Meng Ruqin during her lifetime. She was so stupid that she asked me to help take care of her."

"I knew you would ask me why I didn't kill her directly." The emperor sneered and said, "Mo Li, maybe you don't understand how painful it is to fall from a high place when a person who pursues power. Every day she lives is torment, and that kind of regret is far more tormenting than letting her die directly."

Si Moli's clenched fists loosened and he was silent and did not respond.

The emperor was right. Meng Ruqin was only one step away from the queen and gave birth to Long Zi, but in an instant they were all disillusioned and became a transparent marginal figure in the harem.

She had been planning for power for the rest of her life, but in the end she got nothing.

I believe that the emperor must have not let her live well for so many years, at most he could barely live.

That way, it's good.

The two looked at each other and Si Moli asked again: "Where is the twelve princes?"

The emperor's eyelids trembled, and a dark red light seemed to burn in his eyes: "When I found out the truth, Concubine Meng had just given birth to a child, and that was my child after all. Besides, it was precisely because this child survived that Meng Ruqin still had the last glimmer of hope that she would not seek death. She has been holding on for so much, and maybe she still hopes that the twelfth prince can save her."

Si Moli looked at him coldly, and the old wound in his heart seemed to have been torn apart again, and he felt bloody and burst into pain.

All of this is so ridiculous.

"You did it on purpose, right? I deliberately made it impossible for me to find out the truth for so many years?"

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

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

The emperor was told through his mind, but he looked at Si Moli with praise: "You are right, Moli. You are really smart. At any time, you can calmly analyze the key points of things. Only in this way can you be worthy of taking over the country."

His eyes were full of paranoid expressions: "When I found out that you didn't want to be emperor, I was really disappointed. Why can't you just understand my hard work? I'm all for your own good!"

Si Moli felt cold all over her limbs.

The emperor deliberately revealed the truth now, just to cut off his retreat.

He couldn't help but question: "You are so crazy! If I insist on not being called emperor, wouldn't you be afraid of eventually causing a storm to the imperial power?"

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

He had just said halfway through his words, and then he started to cough violently: "I don't have much time, you know. Well, Mo Li, that unscrupulous rebel, let me deal with it. I'm tired."

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

In fact, he is already terminally ill, and even if Si Mingxuan doesn't poison, he will be dying.

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

After taking Si Mingxuan's chronic poison, he died earlier, but with this poison, he strangled Si Mingxuan's throat.

Si Moli looked at the emperor, felt a sense of powerlessness in her heart, and turned around and walked out.

In any case, he must first deal with Si Mingxuan.

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