Mo Jingxing remained calm at all times, and even when people surrounded him at his door, he didn't show any signs of panic.
He also smiled back and said: "I really didn't expect it to be our A Qi."
Su Jianqi's expression suddenly changed: "Shut up! I am the emperor of Northern Jiangsu, you are not allowed to call me that!"
Mo Jingxing wasn't angry either, and changed his words calmly: "I'm used to it, my majesty."
They had not seen each other for nearly two years, and at the beginning of the trip, Mo Jingxing did not know that Su Jianqi had sent people to find information about him many times, trying to kill him halfway, so that he would never be able to return to Northern Jiangsu.
However, the little emperor's methods were still too naive. The news had already reached Mo Jingxing before his people even left the imperial city.
Mo Jingxing was not angry either. He would often wait until the moment before Su Jianqi sent someone to arrive and then move.
Su Jianqi made Su Jianqi think that he was always one step too late.
Actually no, Mo Jingxing just played peek-a-boo with him like a cat, just for fun.
He knew that Su Jianqi hated him, and his hatred was exposed to the sun.
In fact, Su Jianqi is not suitable to be the emperor. He is too scheming. Living in the palace, if it were not for Mo Jingxing, he would have died countless times.
But Mo Jingxing chose him.
Those princes with gloomy thoughts who were more suitable to hold power on the throne were all dealt with by him early on in the fight for the heir apparent.
There is only one Su Jianqi who is easy to handle and control.
If we want to talk about the remaining bloodline of the entire Northern Subei royal family, there are only two of them left.
"You never thought that today would happen, right? A day when you would be surrounded by me."
Mo Jingxing crossed his hands in front of him. When he stood, he was tall and had long legs, and the hem of his robe was blown by the wind. He looked like a gentleman.
The calmer he became, the more Su Jianqi couldn't bear to see him like this: "Kneel down!"
Mo Jingxing was not annoyed at all. He stepped back and made a gesture of courtesy as a monarch. He raised his head and said: "Your Majesty usually has to spend a lot of effort to find me. This time he came to me so smoothly. He must have the help of someone noble.
?”
Behind Su Jianqi was a mighty army, which surrounded the street, but no one came behind him.
Su Jianqi was the only one standing in front of him.
But it's impossible. It's not that Mo Jingxing underestimates Su Jianqi, but the little emperor is used to being pampered. All national affairs are Mo Jingxing's concern. He really doesn't have the talent to lead in this area.
Su Jianqi didn't know that Mo Jingxing was going to tell a story, but he didn't want to hide it: "Yes, I have cooperated with Emperor Xiling."
Mo Jingxing didn't know what he looked like, and it was impossible to hide it.
"What about Master Xiling? Isn't it because he wants you to negotiate terms with me alone?"
"Do you still have any conditions to negotiate?" Su Jianqi sneered: "I came with a thousand elite soldiers. Pingdu and Xiling have countless troops. What do you think you can use to negotiate terms with us?"
Mo Jingxing's legs were sore from kneeling. He didn't wait for Su Jianqi to cry out before he got up, patted the dust on his robe, and Feng Qingyun said calmly: "Then what does your Majesty want?"
"I want your life, Mo Jingxing. It was you who destroyed the heirs of the Northern Jiangsu royal family. Those dead brothers and concubines were all caused by you, and my father——"
Mo Jing Xing interrupted him mutely: "Don't you think the old emperor deserves to die?"
Su saw that Qi was easily stopped by Mo Jingxing. He clenched the horse's reins with both fists and the hatred in his eyes wavered: "What do you mean?"
"Not only does he treat my mother, he treats your mother-in-law, and even the queen. When you can't see it, he will use some unscrupulous methods on the bed. Do you know something about it?"
Su saw Qi's face turned pale.
he knows.
He was not the only one who knew about it. Who among the brothers, sisters, concubines and concubines didn’t know about it?
But the old King Su Bei is the one in power. Which person in power is not authoritarian, dictatorial, and has a strong desire to control?
Not to mention cooperating with his evil taste on the bed, even if he died on the bed, it was a gift from both rain and dew!
"Shouldn't he die?" Mo Jingxing took another step forward.
He was only five meters away from Su Jianqi's horse. There was nothing between them and they were very close.
"If I ask you a word, shouldn't he die?"
Su Jianqi was still not as high as Mo Jingxing. After being forced to ask a few questions like this, he felt a chill running down his back and couldn't help but want to step back.
——Because I remembered the day my father died.
Mo Jingxing also had such a careless face, his expression was indifferent, and he didn't even wipe the blood on his face.
He cut open the skin and flesh of the old King Su Bei with one knife, and the pain of deboning made the old King Su Bei howl.
He scolded him for being treasonous and ambitious, but later changed to begging for mercy and begging Mo Jingxing not to kill him.
Mo Jingxing had the same expression at that time, but he was asking old Su Beiwang: "Don't you think you deserve to die?"
While he was speaking, the knife slashed Old Su Beiwang's arm again.
"ah--!!"
The miserable screams even startled the birds perching outside the palace. The blood flowed out from under the body and spread for more than ten meters.
Su saw that Qi's eyes were filled with red. He bit his hand and wanted to beg for mercy for the old King Su Bei, but could not say a word.
Until Old Su Beiwang couldn't bear the pain anymore. There was no good skin on his body, and some of the flesh that had not been cut out even turned up, sticking to the skin, and dangling with blood.
It is simply a scene more miserable than hell on earth.
Old Su Bei Wang was lying on the ground, looking dead, at least he had no breath at all.
Su Jianqi crawled over and rolled on the ground covered in blood. He stared at Mo Jingxing with eyes wide open and cursed angrily: "Why should I kill him? Why should I kill my father!!"
"Then why did you come to beg for mercy for him now?" Mo Jingxing half-crouched and looked at himself, with a smile on his lips: "Why didn't you just risk your life and rush forward to block the knife for him?"
Su Jianqi opened his mouth, but no sound came out.
"Don't you think he deserves to die?"
Mo Jingxing asked this question and patted his face with the hand holding the knife: "You rushed up to him when you saw him dead. You just felt that you should be a good son. A good son should not watch his father being killed."
People kill, right?”
These words almost touched Su Jianqi's pain point.
He took advantage of Mo Jingxing's unpreparedness and grabbed the knife from his hand: "I'm going to kill you, I'm going to kill you!"
"Do it." Mo Jingxing actually squatted there without moving: "Kill me now. You will be a good son who helps the old emperor to avenge you. In the future, you will compete with your brothers for the throne. Let's see whether you get your wish or they survive.
?”
The hand holding the knife was shaking violently, so much that he couldn't hold it. It was only an inch away from Mo Jingxing's throat, but he couldn't stab it.
Su Jianqi's tears were bloody.
He was selfish and cowardly. He also wanted to see the old emperor die, but he did not dare to take action like Mo Jingxing. In the end, he even launched a hypocritical crusade.
He had to rely on Mo Jingxing. Without him, he couldn't move in this deep palace, so he didn't even dare to kill him.
How cowardly and ugly. This chapter has been completed!