His eyes were red, and he pointed at the spirit tablet and shouted: "You said he would be a benevolent king?! Hahaha, I have done so much for you, but you rejected me with just one word, I don't accept it! You are much crueler than me.
Well, you can kill your own brother, so how can I compare to you after what I have done! A person like you can be an emperor, there is nothing I can’t do!"
As he spoke, he kicked the spirit tablet away. The spirit tablet hit the wall, made a "dong" sound, and then fell back to the ground.
"So, in order to prove myself, I had to wrong you and die suddenly due to illness. You have wronged me for so long, and I only wronged you once, so what does it matter?"
"You don't think highly of me, but I want to prove it to you! Although I didn't hold the military talisman you left behind, I still sit on the throne of emperor! And I will definitely sit on it longer than you!!!"
"You handed over the military power of a million-strong army to a man named Bai. Do you think there is nothing I can do about it? Haha, soon, these will all belong to me. When the time comes, what will I do?
I'm not afraid anymore! Hahaha! Just wait, just wait..." He said to himself, laughing crazily. In the distance, the little prince's voice came from outside: "Your Majesty, Prince Bao wants to see you.
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"Hahaha!" Mo Xiang picked up the spiritual tablet on the ground, walked to the table, carefully picked up a piece of black cloth and wiped off the dirt on it, then rearranged it and said: "Your good son is here
You are coming to see me! Did you hear me? Oh! By the way, I forgot to tell you one thing. Your baby son is so good. He was able to hold back his pregnancy even after taking aphrodisiac. He is fine now.
, the son who was taught by the famous teacher you worked so hard to invite became successful in one day.
He has no strength, and whether he can recover depends on his luck! However, I generally don't believe in luck. You said I can't be the emperor, so I have to do it. What, am I not sitting on it? What you said
It doesn’t sound good, because you are old! You are confused, you don’t know who is suitable to be the emperor... You must be blaming me! You must be blaming me, it doesn’t matter... Hahahahahaha, no more words, your baby
Son, my silly brother is still waiting for me!"
Mo Ling stood waiting outside Junlvyuan.
His always neat robes were stained with dirty dirt, and there were some scratches on one side of his face. His hair was messy, and his face was haggard. He lowered his head and looked toward the horizon, as if hesitating and hesitating.
The eunuch guarding outside the garden looked at the man in front of him in disbelief. If he hadn't recognized this handsome face, he would have arrested him viciously.
One of the eunuchs in charge carefully interrupted Mo Ling's contemplation and said, "Prince Bao, how about I give you half a stool and you sit down and wait?"
Mo Ling shook his head and said in a hoarse voice: "Sit, I feel bad."
When the eunuch heard this, his voice became so hoarse, and he quickly ordered the little eunuch behind him: "Go and make a cup of tea for Prince Bao to clear his throat! You have no discernible taste!"
"No need, I can't afford to drink." Mo Ling lowered his voice and waved his hands.
"This..." the chief eunuch choked.
Xiao Jiazi walked out of Junluyuan, glanced at Mo Ling a few times, and said with a flattering smile: "Come to Prince Bao! Prince Bao, the emperor will let you in."
Mo Ling regarded him as nothing, turned around, and walked in directly.