324: C324 The Crown Prince

C324 The Crown Prince

Lin Zimo's expression was cold, as if he didn't have a shred of pity for Mu Zhaoyang.

How could the empress be willing to believe Lin Zimo's words? Crying, she knelt in front of the emperor and screamed.

"Your Majesty! This Lin Zimo had evil intentions. He clearly wanted to kill Yang'er to take revenge for himself. You mustn't trust me so easily. This concubine begs Your Majesty, immediately, all the famous doctors of Heaven's Enlightenment are to treat Yang'er! "

When the emperor heard the empress's words, he suddenly laughed coldly.

"Summon a famous doctor? A doctor for a traitor? Empress, do you think that I have not lost enough face in front of the world? What else is there to cure! It's hard for a traitor to escape death! "

The emperor's words stunned the empress. Not only the empress, but Murong Yun and Lin Zimo were also shocked. Although a traitor was bound to die, a tiger would not devour its prey.

"Muhou …" Kill … Kill me... "Kill me!"

At that moment, Mu Zhaoyang, who was half dead, called for the empress. The Queen scrambled over to Mu Zhaoyang and hugged him.

"Yang'er..." "My Yang'er …"

At this moment, Mu Zhaoyang's left leg had been completely devoured by the red beetles. Now, it had already invaded other parts of his body.

The surface of his skin was moving up and down, and from time to time, there were bugs poking out from the surface of his body. It looked very frightening.

As the Queen watched, her heart ached. Mu Zhaoyang was also in pain. He reached out and gripped the queen, his eyes suddenly wide, pleading hoarsely.

"Muhou …" Kill me, kill me … Yang'er felt terrible, so uncomfortable … "

Mu Zhaoyang begged for death, the Queen shook her head with tears in her eyes.

"Imperial Mother will save you. Yang'er, hang on a little longer. Imperial Mother will definitely save you …"

"Let me die, I beg you …" Mother, let me die! I feel terrible! "

Mu Zhaoyang staggered to the ground and crawled towards the emperor. He reached out his hand to grab the emperor's shirt.

"Royal Father..." Royal Father, just give me a quick death... "Your son really feels terrible, really uncomfortable …"

Mu Zhaoyang's eyes were bloodshot and his voice was whimpering as if something was blocking his throat, causing everyone to look in pain.

The emperor looked down at Mu Zhaoyang and frowned. After hesitating for a while, he suddenly lifted his leg and kicked Mu Zhaoyang away.

"If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have done it this way! I have already offered you the position of Crown Prince, but you don't know how to cherish it! If I don't kill you, you'll be on your own in this prison! "In this time of suffering, repent for your crimes!"

The Emperor turned and walked out of the cell. The empress hugged Mu Zhaoyang and cried loudly, while the emperor ordered his men to drag the empress away.

Murong Yun and Lin Zimo also didn't need to stay in this prison and quickly left.

"From the looks of it, His Majesty hates those who usurp power. Mu Zhaoyang was once his most beloved son. Although he is a hateful person, if he were to kill the number one with one slash, why would he need to die from the pain that the Red Beetle inflicted upon him? "

Lin Zimo couldn't help but sigh. Murong Yun frowned and did not respond to his words. However, he was very clear in his heart. As a monarch, he was actually very worried all day, afraid that someone would peek at his Dragon Throne of Imperial authority.

Being betrayed by his most beloved son, Murong Yun couldn't understand his anger at all.

The empress was in a bad mood and had been coerced into her own chambers by the emperor. Lin Zimo also left the palace. Murong Yun was summoned into the Imperial Study by the emperor alone and sent a private message over.

The Emperor sat with his hands on the table, rubbing his temples. He did not speak for a long time.

Murong Yun stopped in front of the table. He wanted to say something, but he didn't know how to say it. Ever since he was young, Royal Father had always been distant from him, even cold and detached.

He even wanted to strangle himself because he was different from other children when he was born. He had never truly viewed himself as a son.

He threw Murong Yun onto the battlefield at such a young age, leaving him to fend for himself. If it wasn't for the fact that Murong Yun had a fighting record and people's hearts, the emperor wouldn't have accepted him that easily.0

"Do you think I'm too heartless?"

The emperor suddenly spoke, as if he could see through Murong Yun's thoughts. Murong Yun was stunned. He was not good at flattery, nor was he good at lying, so he could only remain silent.

When the Emperor saw him like this, he knew what he meant. Ye Zichen smiled coldly, stood up, and walked towards Murong Yun.

"If you can one day sit in my place, then you will understand my thoughts. Who didn't like fatherly filial piety, their happiness and harmony. But I sit with the world. Sometimes, if one is not heartless, one would not be able to sit on the throne. "

As the Emperor spoke, he placed his hand on Murong Yun's shoulder. Murong Yun frowned. He wasn't used to the emperor's more intimate actions.

"Is Mu Zhaoyang the only one who covets this world? He is my most beloved son, and I have given him the qualifications to take over this world. He still can't wait, much less the others. If I don't ruthlessly punish him, how can I intimidate others! "

Murong Yun finally understood that the Emperor was heartless and heartless towards Mu Zhaoyang, and that was not what he was thinking about at all.

He could not help but smile wryly at himself.

"I left you here today for the sake of bringing up old matters again. Now that the position of crown prince is up in the air, the one chosen in my heart is still you. "I've mentioned this to you before, but you rejected me. Is there any change now?"

"Your son …"

"If you refuse, then the remaining princes under my banner will all have mediocre aptitudes and will certainly have internal strife." The only one who can stop them is Eighth Prince. Yun, you don't want to see another bloodbath in the palace? "I'm old, I really can't take it anymore …"

The Emperor didn't wait for Murong Yun to refuse before using the self-pitying skill. Murong Yun wanted to say something but hesitated. Looking at the old expression on the emperor's face, he couldn't bear to refuse.

Seeing that Murong Yun was hesitating, the Emperor continued with his preparations.

"If the other princes were to ascend to the throne, would you ever think about your Royal Mother? Even though she is Noble Consort, but I love her, and her power is on par with the Empress. "But this is because we are still at the throne. If one day I go to the west, even the other princes will not treat her well, let alone the empress."

The emperor once again brought out Murong Yun's Royal Mother. This one really stabbed Murong Yun's heart. Murong Yun thought about it again and again, but still nodded with difficulty.

"This son …" "I'm willing to listen to Royal Father's arrangements."

Seeing Murong Yun nod in agreement, a smile finally blossomed on the emperor's gloomy face.

"Alright, tomorrow morning at the imperial court, I will summon you to the position of Crown Prince in front of all the officials of the civil and military powers."

"Thank you, Royal Father."

Murong Yun's words of thanks were not sincere. The throne was not what he was hoping for. The promise he made to Luo Jianjian that allowed her to live freely might not be realized.

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