Seeing that everyone was gaze on him, the Grand Tutor frowned slightly, raised his hand and stroked his beard and lowered his eyes to ponder. After a moment, he said in a deep voice: "Although the emperor cannot speak now, if he really wants to pass the throne to Prince Jing, he will definitely draft an edict to pass the throne. If not, we ministers do not need to rush for a moment."

Mo Yifeng smiled faintly, without saying anything or getting angry. He just glanced at the person in the corner, and the man nodded and turned around and left.

As the morning court was about to end, everyone did not mention this matter again. After all, it was the Grand Tutor who spoke. However, at the moment when the morning court ended, Feng De suddenly came quickly, holding a bright imperial edict in his hand.

"Mr. Feng, this is..." The Grand Tutor stepped forward and asked in confusion.

Feng Dedao: "This is the emperor's imperial edict to pass on the throne, and I ordered the slave to come and read it immediately."

"Oh?" The Grand Tutor was even more suspicious.

"King Jing received the order." Feng De did not say anything more, but walked to the front of the palace to unveil the imperial edict: "The emperor's edict said, "I have been in power for thirty years since I ascended the throne, and the people have peace, all nations have been submissive, and the world is peaceful. However, I am afraid that my life will not be long after this time. I hope that my virtuousness will be successful. The third son of the emperor, Mo Yifeng, is extremely talented and intelligent, both civil and military, and has a noble character. I am very obedient to me. Therefore, I will pass the throne to the third son of the emperor, and all the princes should work together to share the new king, and all the ministers should assist me carefully and support the country. I respect this!"

"My son received the order to thank you." Mo Yifeng raised his hand to take the order to thank you and stood up and snatched.

"Congratulations to Prince Jing." Feng De stepped forward with a smile on his face.

Mo Yifeng looked at the imperial edict with concern: "How is the father better? Why did he suddenly..."

Feng Deyan said: "The emperor was worried that the poison he had in him would not be cured, and he was afraid that the century-old foundation he had passed down from his ancestors would be destroyed, so he drafted an imperial edict this morning, hoping that Prince Jing would not let down the emperor's expectations."

"Xiao Wang must do his best to live up to his father's expectations." Mo Yifeng turned around and looked at the Taifu, "Xiao Fu is a veteran of the three dynasties. In the future, please ask the Taifu to give me more tips on Xiao Wang. If there is anything wrong, please give me a blow."

The Grand Tutor was slightly stunned by Mo Yifeng's unpride and unpopularity. This was a more indifferent style than the prince, but it was an emperor style more than the prince.

When Ruoying learned that Mo Yifeng had actually received the imperial edict from Emperor Xuan and became the new king, she was full of doubts. She always thought that Mo Yifeng must rely on the palace to be forced to sit on the dragon throne. Who knew that the person who forced the palace to become the crown prince in the end, and Emperor Xuan suddenly fell seriously ill and could not speak. Everyone said that the prince poisoned him, but she always felt something was wrong.

After Mo Yifeng came back, he saw Ruoying sitting in the garden and wondering what he was thinking, so he stepped forward and took her hand and asked, "What are you thinking? You will enter the palace in ten days. Then we will hold the ceremony that we have not done with the ceremony of the emperor and the empress."

Ruoying suddenly bumped into his heart and hesitated and said, "Did you forget that I can't step into the palace gate in this life, and I must be a concubine in this life. Now that you have violated the emperor's will, how can you violate it again? What will the court officials miss you?"

Mo Yifeng said: "Does the queen want to live in Prince Jing's Mansion and the emperor lives in the palace? Is this a good thing?"

"Maybe... I shouldn't be the queen." Ruoying lowered her eyes, and her originally dull eyes were filled with loss at this time.

Could it be that Mo Yifeng hugged her in his arms: "Don't talk nonsense, I want you to be the mother of a country, and my wife, since she is a husband and wife, how can she separate the two places?"

Ruoying looked at the darkness in front of her eyes, and tears passed through her face: "How can I be worthy of being the mother of a country? I..."

Mo Yifeng knew what Ruoying wanted to say, and then opened a little distance and held her face and said, "Don't think about it anymore. No matter what you become, I love you."

Ruoying burst into tears when she heard this, and stepped forward to hug Mo Yifeng, tightening and tightening.

The night is as cool as water, the sky is full of stars

Mo Yifeng was unable to stay with Ruoying because he had to deal with the matter of ascension in ten days. Ruoying was always frightened because of Mo Yifeng's kindness to her, for fear that the court officials would rebel because of this. After all, he disobeyed Emperor Xuan's intention for her, which was a taboo for the new emperor to ascend the throne.

"Let me out! Let me out!"

A shrill cry came to my ears vaguely. Ruoying frowned and came to Zixia Pavilion unknowingly.

She originally wanted to turn around and leave, but when she heard Liu Yuli's shrill cry, she vaguely felt something was wrong, so she asked Hongyu to help her forward.

When Liu Yuli saw Ruoying, her whole body changed. It seemed as if she had found a life-saving straw, got up and rushed towards her.

"Princess, be careful." Hongyu's breathing was so shocked that she stagnated.

Although Ruoying couldn't see her eyes, she felt and moved very sensitively, so the moment Liu Yuli pounced on her, she turned around and avoided her.

Liu Yuli's whole face was as pale as paper, and her whole body was covered in sweat. She lay on the ground and raised her hand to pull the corner of Ruoying's clothes and asked anxiously: "Tell me, how did your ice mosquito needle be removed? Tell me..."

Hearing the words "Ice Mosquito Needle", Ruoying's heart bumped, and then she remembered that she had designed Mo Yixiao to give her an ice mosquito Needle. She retracted her thoughts and lowered her eyes to the source of the sound. Ruoying smiled softly: "What are you anxious? I've been caught in the ice mosquito Needle for so long. It's just the first time you feel the existence of the ice mosquito Needle, and there will be still a long time in the future."

"I beg you, tell me how you solved it and how to remove the ice mosquito needle?" Liu Yuli knelt on the ground and begged constantly. The pain caused to her by the ice mosquito needle made her feel uneasy.

Ruoying frowned slightly and took a step back. Seeing that Liu Yuli still refused to let go, she kicked her hand away: "Liu Yuli, have you forgotten? You sent the ice mosquito needle into my body, why do you ask me now?"

Liu Yuli rolled on the ground in pain: "I beg you, save me..."

"Save you?" Ruoying smiled faintly, then turned around and left, walked to the door and ordered, "Please take care of the person and don't let her step out of the room."

"Yes." The guard bowed and clasped his fists.

When Liu Yuli saw Ruoying actually issued a confinement order on her, and even roared like crazy in the small room where she was: "Mo Ruoying! You deserve to die! You deserve to die!"

But as soon as she was about to step out of the room, the guard blocked her back and immediately closed the door at Ruoying's instructions.

"Let me out! Ah..."

Listening to her heart-wrenching scream, Ruoying suddenly remembered the days before, the dark day that made her wish she could die immediately.

Ruoying didn't sleep well that nightmare and had frequent nightmares. She dreamed of her familiar and unfamiliar feelings, including the raging fire, the creeping blood, and the eyes of Emperor Xuan devouring people. In this dream, she actually saw someone - An Qianran.

In the dream, he was a little childish, but he was still gentle and elegant. He looked at her with pity. Although Mo Yijin supported Mo Yifeng ascended the throne, he still felt very strange about the prince's rebellion and poisoning Emperor Xuan. Logically speaking, if he had the intention to be the emperor, it would be justified. Why should he be rushing to force the palace for a while? Even if he was anxious, he would not have to poison his biological father, right? In his heart, the prince was not the one who would do such a thing at all, because they were the eldest and second, and they had the longest time together. Even if they didn't understand it thoroughly, they could understand one or two.

Before he knew it, he came to the Heavenly Prison where the prince was imprisoned. Perhaps because of his identity as a prince, the prison guard did not dare to make things difficult for him, and the prison cell was not too wet, but for a pampered prince, he had fallen from heaven to hell.

"Brother, why did you do this?" Mo Yijin walked to the prince and frowned and asked him.

The prince glanced at him and asked back, "Why can't I do this?"

Mo Yijin frowned when he asked back, and then said, "This is not like your personality, big brother."

"So, in the eyes of the second brother, what kind of temperament do you have?" the prince asked back.

Mo Yijin stared at him tightly, and after a while, Fang Yan said, "In the eyes of the second brother, the eldest brother is as quiet as water and does not like fighting, and likes tranquility, so he went up the mountain to accompany the Buddha."

"I'm not a monk, why do you like Qingjing?"

"But brother is not..."

"Do you think I want it?" The prince suddenly increased his tone, "I have been on the mountain for so many years. My father never asked anyone to look at me, and he didn't even come to express his condolences. He only had the fourth brother in his eyes. Even if the fourth brother made a mistake, he only thought of his third brother rather than me. But in the end, who knew that he wanted to help in the end."

Mo Yijin tightened his fingertips and said nothing.

The prince leaned against the wall dejectedly, with a strong bitterness in his voice: "Others see me as the prince, but in fact I just have a reputation. That day, I told my father that I wanted to come back to help him with the government affairs. What do you think he said?" After a pause, he continued, "The father said that the mountain is a good place to cultivate oneself and cultivate one's character."

"What?" Mo Yijin never expected that this would be the case.

The prince continued with empty eyes: "Realistically speaking, I am the prince, and the throne should be inherited by me, but in the eyes of the father, I am just a cover to soothe people's hearts."

"Brother, would you misunderstand what your father mean? You are the eldest son of your father. How could your father treat you like this? Even if you are unintentionally letting you be the king, you can't let you live on the mountain for a long time, right?" Mo Yijin said.

The prince shook his head: "Mother is worthy of her son, and son is worthy of her mother. The second brother should be very clear about this principle."

Mo Yijin was stunned and suddenly lost his words.

Seeing that Mo Yijin had no joy on his face, the prince suddenly felt funny: "Second brother, the eldest brother is also curious. The second brother has been helping the third brother. Now that he sees the eldest brother like this, the second brother should be happy, right?"

Mo Yijin suddenly raised his eyes and looked at him, and suddenly frowned: "Yes, no matter whether the third brother can sit on the throne, I will stand on his side, but why should the eldest brother poison his father for the sake of the throne?"

"I didn't!" The prince suddenly turned pale and shouted at Mo Yijin, "I'm forcing the palace, but I have never poisoned my father. As for whoever poisoned him, you should ask your third brother who has been helping him."

Walking out of the prison, Mo Yijin's steps were slightly deeper and he was about to find Mo Yifeng, but he ran into Mo Yixiao, and he saw him looking at him indifferently, as if nothing had happened, and it seemed that his whole body had changed.

But after a moment, Mo Yixiao curled his lips and smiled, stepped forward with his hands behind his back and stood in front of him and said, "It's rare that the second brother is still thinking about his eldest brother, but I don't know if the third brother will suspect it if he knows it?"

Mo Yijin also curled a curve in the corner of his lips: "What are the fourth brother saying? The third brother has always been kind to his brother, so he asked the second brother to persuade his elder brother." Seeing that there was a sarcasm in Mo Yixiao's eyes, he raised his eyebrows and said, "I just don't know why the fourth brother is coming now?"

"I'm just trying to persuade my elder brother. After all, we are all brothers, right?" Mo Yixiao said with a smile.

Mo Yijin stepped forward and looked at him: "But the visiting quota has been used up by the second brother today. If the fourth brother wants to see the elder brother, it would be better to go another day."

The smile on the corner of Mo Yixiao's mouth suddenly froze. He stared at Mo Yijin and saw him passing by him with a smile. He raised his eyes and looked at the gate of the Tianzhuo, his breathing gradually became heavier, and his chest seemed to be blocked with a piece of cotton, which was dull.

Mo Yijin came to Yuxuan Palace and felt very uncomfortable when he looked at Emperor Xuan who was lying on the bed and unable to move. No matter what kind of emperor or father he was in the eyes of others, he was very good to him after all.

The prince is right, mothers and children are noble, and sons are noble by their mothers. He borrowed the light of his mother.

"Father." Mo Yijin stepped forward and called him softly.

Emperor Xuan slowly opened his eyes. Although his body could not move, there seemed to be thousands of words in his eyes. His hand that could move was just quietly hanging beside him.

Feng De walked forward and said, "Second Master."

"Don't your father still can't move?" Mo Yijin asked.

Feng De shook his head: "I still can't move, and I don't know when the imperial doctor will prepare the antidote, which will allow the emperor to recover as soon as possible."

Mo Yijin sighed: "Take good care of your father. I will come to visit you again next day. If your condition improves, I will notify you immediately."

"Yes." Feng De bowed.

Since the prince forced the palace and Emperor Xuan was poisoned again, a throne-passing edict suddenly appeared. Concubine Tong was uneasy and was pruning flowers in the garden. Suddenly, she saw Mo Yijin coming, thinking that something had happened again, so she hurriedly put down the tools in her hand and walked forward.

"Is something happened?" Tong Fei asked anxiously.

Mo Yijin looked at her and asked, "Does the mother know that the father was poisoned?"

Concubine Tong said in a daze: "Didn't it say... it was poisoned by the prince?"

Seeing that Concubine Tong looked confused, Mo Yijin confirmed that Concubine Tong was not aware of it, but he couldn't believe that Mo Yifeng would poison his father.

He could always understand and help Mo Yifeng wanted to take the throne, but even so, he could not accept the harm of his biological parents by any means to achieve his goal.

Is it because of his wife's kindness, or is it because Mo Yixiao and the prince deliberately instigated him? Or... Mo Yifeng had something to hide from him?

Prince Jing's Mansion

Mo Yifeng rarely took the time to accompany Ruoying, and Ruoying was much more at ease because of his accompanying her. However, she suddenly became blind, which made her unable to accept it. If Mo Yifeng hadn't been by her side, she would have always felt panic.

The two were walking hand in hand on the cobblestone road in the East Garden. An Qian suddenly came over, and Mo Yifeng turned around and walked over with Ruoying.

"The antidote is prepared." An Qianran looked at the two of them with the medicine in his hand.
To be continued...