63: C63 Conspiracy

C63 Conspiracy

Inside the Imperial Study, it was completely silent, so quiet that one could almost hear a needle hitting the ground.

If Murong Yun was involved, the emperor would have to consider it.

"Tell him to get the hell in here. He knows very well what he shouldn't be doing." The Emperor stood up and narrowed his eyes. "Pack your things and get out of here."

"Yes, Your Majesty …"

They all said that accompanying a monarch was like accompanying a tiger. The palace maids silently tidied up the floor, cleaned up, and then hurriedly rushed out of the Imperial Study realm.

The crown prince entered alone. He was also afraid, it was a great disrespect to bring a corpse into the Imperial Palace, he could guess what happened to his Imperial Study before he entered.

If he brought the Death Soldiers in now, there was no need to say anything else. He could only wait for death.

Mu Zhaoyang wasn't very smart, but he wasn't stupid either. Unless he was born stupid, no matter how stupid he was, he would still learn a lot of scheming and scheming from people of the imperial family.

"Greetings, Royal Father. Long live Royal Father."

"There's no need to tell This Emperor what to do. Tell me, what's the matter?" The emperor sat back down on the Dragon Throne, looking extremely dignified.

He couldn't help but feel a lingering fear when facing the Son of Heaven.

"Royal Father, eighth brother is too much. If he kills my deathsworn today, then what about tomorrow?"

"Why did Yun kill your death warrior?" The Emperor sneered.

"Your son doesn't know, but your son is certain. It's the sworn soldiers that killed my eighth brother. Over a hundred of them, all of them were killed. There are so many bodies lying in your son's mansion, their blood forming a river!" He is provoking the imperial power! "

"Pour tea." Eunuch Cao waited on him closely.

The emperor sipped a mouthful of tea and looked sideways at Mu Zhaoyang: "How are you so sure that it's Yun who did it? And how would Yun provoke the imperial power? "

Mu Zhaoyang recalled what Empress Royal Mother had told him and repeated, "Your child shall vouch for himself with his life. This is what eighth brother did. Quite a few people saw those people leave the crown prince's mansion and return to the eighth brother's residence."

"Royal Father, do you think that since eighth brother dares to kill all the Death Soldiers in my house today, then what about tomorrow? Eighth brother's achievements in battle are outstanding. I know that I am inferior to eighth brother, but I am wholeheartedly attached to Royal Father. Eighth brother's reputation in the outside world far surpasses Royal Father's.

"I have spent countless amounts of people to find out that eighth brother has recently secretly sent people to gather people. I'm afraid that he has ill intentions!"

"If Royal Father doesn't believe me, then I have proof!" As Mu Zhaoyang said this, he offered up Murong Yun's secret faction that he had taken in. Coupled with the fact that he purposely disgraced Murong Yun, he really had the intention of rebelling against Murong Yun.

What a great 'villain' being the first to complain, Mu Zhaoyang was generous. He wanted to use tactics when he could not compare to Mu Zhaoyang.

As the highest commander above all else — the emperor, he dreaded people peeping at his throne the most. Not even his own son.

The reason why Murong Yun's reputation was far greater than the emperor's was still safe and sound was because of his body. A prince without a son would never be able to be the emperor.

This was why the emperor was able to accommodate Murong Yun, who was countless times more prestigious than he was. He even seemed to be thinking for Murong Yun, giving him a marriage.

This was not the truth. In the imperial family, even father and son did not have much real feelings for each other.

The Emperor had no shortage of sons. So what if one or two of them died?

No matter who it was, to pry into my throne was a capital offense.

Now that the Crown Prince was in such a bad mood, the Emperor's heart became heavier and heavier. With Murong Yun's ability, even if he was seriously injured, if Murong Yun really wanted to rebel, would he be able to withstand it?

No, the Emperor knew that no one could change or stop Murong Yun's decision.

Since the ancient times, the Emperor had always been suspicious. How many loyal subjects had died under the slander and framing of traitorous officials and bandits?

The emperor had always wanted to kill by mistake rather than to let it go. This time, Mu Zhaoyang finally found something.

If the death of the Death Soldier alone didn't bring too much danger to Murong Yun, then he might be able to ease the situation by underestimating the situation.

However … Once he was put under the title of conspiracy, Mu Zhaoyang hardened his heart: Murong Yun, let's see what else you can do this time!

Once Murong Yun resisted by force, the hat of rebellion would be readied.

With Mu Zhaoyang's brain, how could he think of such a complicated method? But a queen who has been in the palace for a long time can.

Not everyone could safely sit on the throne of the queen. It was the blood of countless women that had formed the throne of the queen. Behind the bright and beautiful throne, there were all sorts of wars and bloody winds.

"He dares?!" The emperor was furious and started coughing violently. "Cough! Cough!"

Eunuch Cao hurriedly helped the emperor smooth his back. "Your majesty, be careful of your body."

"Call Eighth Prince." The Emperor took a deep breath and adjusted his mood. In his hand, he held the 'proof' that Mu Zhaoyang had taken out. Yun, if you really have such ambition, then I … Never.

"Royal Father, be careful. No matter what, your son is on Royal Father's side." Mu Zhaoyang saw the timing as "concerned" words came out endlessly.

"The Crown Prince has been granted a seat."

He finally believed Mu Zhaoyang.

Mu Zhaoyang secretly smiled. Murong Yun, go to hell! Anyone who threatens to make this crown prince ascend to the throne, die!

"Thank you, Royal Father."

Roughly an hour later, outside the Imperial Study, "Eighth Prince has arrived!"

"Let Yun in." The emperor gave Eunuch Cao a glance.

Eunuch Cao understood tacitly and went out to welcome him personally. At the moment, the crime had not been decided yet, so he had to show respect to Eighth Prince: "This servant greets Eighth Prince, please."

The Imperial Study door opened wide, and the two emperors only saw a man walking towards them at his normal pace, as if he was against the light.

Murong Yun was dressed in plain clothes. Compared to the emperor's yellow robe, the five clawed dragon embroidery looked very lifelike. The emperor was wearing a crown on his head. In contrast, Murong Yun had a king's domineering aura that came from a creature.

When he appeared, the emperor's "Five Clawed Golden Dragon" unconsciously dimmed a bit.

The emperor noticed this change and his gaze towards Murong Yun became colder and colder.

He hid the coldness in his eyes and said, "Yun, take a seat."

Murong Yun didn't respond, he just sat on the left side of the table.

His expression was indifferent, and he did not panic when he saw the body of the Death Soldier outside the door.

Everything was under control. Originally, he did not want to make a move. Since Mu Zhaoyang wanted it, he would satisfy him.

Su Liancheng originally wanted to follow him in, but he wasn't an official. His identity was completely due to his family having too much money.

The situation was special this time, Su Liancheng couldn't even sneak in with them.

"Yun, do you know why I asked you to come?" The Emperor probed.

Murong Yun retracted his edge. If it wasn't for that, the Emperor's aura would have completely disappeared.

"Crown Prince, you said that This King is conspiring against you?" Although it was a question, it was a resolute tone.

Mu Zhaoyang's heart couldn't help but race as he exchanged a glance with the emperor.2

The emperor probably didn't expect Murong Yun to be so direct, so he didn't know how to reply.

Murong Yun raised his gaze and spoke with a certain pressure, "What does Your Majesty think?"

It had always been like this, the relationship between Murong Yun and the emperor was not as good as it seemed to be. All these years, Murong Yun never called the emperor Royal Father.

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