Mo Liling was taken out of the wooden house by the shadow, the acupuncture points were unlocked, and when he leaped over, his eyes widened, and lips trembling: "Ling, Empress Ling, don't, don't kill my father..."
Mo Qiming's lips kept smiling, slowly raising the tip of the sword to his chest, and staring affectionately at the person in his arms, "Manman, this place is what I always wanted to bring you here. It is the place where my father and my mother make love. They said that the men and women who are here will stay together forever, so...I want to be with you forever..."
"Mo... Pray for the Ming..."
Ling Xueman's right hand was shaking constantly. When he loosened his hand, he wanted to throw the sword, but was quickly grabbed by Mo Qiming. He looked at her and looked at her for a moment. The smile on his lips was pure and without a trace of intrigue. , The hand holding her slender waist suddenly brought her in front of him, and hugged her tightly--
"squeak--"
Immediately afterwards, a harsh voice sounded, what he said, the sound of a sharp sword piercing the body, very shocking...
Ling Xueman looked at the tip of the dripping sword, pierced through Mo Qiming's vest, and appeared straight in front of his eyes. His eyes would never turn again, and his heart seemed to stop beating, just staring at him like death. The tip of the sword, feeling the temperature of her right hand in his palm...
The long sword passed through the chest, whose blood stained that side's quiet stream, like the other side flower blooming on Huangquan Road, scarlet and enchanting, blooming for a lifetime!
"Father!"
"master!"
Mo Liling rushed over and knelt with a "boom" and hugged Mo Qiming's legs, "Why? Why? Father!"
All the black-clothed iron-blooded killers knelt on the ground, and the sword against Mo Yuming also fell to the ground...
The body was shaking constantly, Mo Qiming couldn't stand, and fell slowly...
"Why? What is all this!" Ling Xue sobbed and screamed, holding Mo Qiming's head, and questioning, tears blurred all eyes.
"I just want to... die in your hands... but you are too kind to get your hands... I only have to do it myself... long, don't cry... don't cry..."
Mo Qiming paled, speaking weakly, the blood on his arms and chest, blooming like a lotus of blood, and gushing out like a rushing river...
Ling Xueman bowed her head and put on Mo Qiming's face. She couldn't cry, "No, it was I who killed you... It was the sword in my hand that pierced your body... It was me... I killed another... Killed again... Don't die. I pray you don’t die, please don’t die...I forgive you, no matter how you hurt me, I forgive, so don’t die...please..."
"Long Man, in this life, I finally understand what love is... the world is exhausted, just for you... the next life, whether there is a next life, I will meet you in the next life..."
He heard his intermittent muttering in her ears, and she cried even more sadly, holding up his face, and constantly shaking her head, "Don't have the next life, I don't want the next life, I just want to live happily in this life, so promise me not to die..."
Mo Qiming's eyes gradually faded, blood gushing from his mouth, and his voice became weaker, "In the next life...no hatred...no grudges...Ling'er..."
"Father, Ling'er is here!" Mo Liling wept and hugged Mo Qiming's shoulders, heartbroken.
"Remember... what the father said to you today... don't hate anyone... live well... brotherly love..."
"Yes, yes, Father, Ling'er took it down, took it..."
Mo Qiming twitched his lips, barely squeezing out a smile, as if returning to the light, suddenly there was light in his eyes, and his gaze slowly moved towards Mo Qihan.
Mo Qihan's heart moved, he squatted down to the front, and said directly: "Say it."
"I...returned my life...big brother! I owe you...in the next life...return it to you!" Mo Qiming panted, and finally squeezed out, "I...never touched...long...body that night …She is clear... in vain..."
Mo Qiming's voice gradually faded. At the last moment, he wanted to touch the hand of the beloved woman's face. He stretched it out halfway, but slowly dropped down and closed his eyes forever...
"Father--"
"master--"
Countless noisy screams resounded throughout the world, Ling Xueman only felt that the sky was spinning in front of him, and suddenly couldn't hear any sound in his ears, only remembering that she killed him by herself...
The eyes were suddenly dark, the brain slowly lost consciousness, and he fell heavily on his back...
Imperial Palace.
Night had already fallen, and the atmosphere in the palace was tense and depressed.
"Master, what is going on with Manman? She has been in a coma for three hours, why is she still awake?" Mo Qihan walked around the ground anxiously, and couldn't help asking again.
The old man Tianji curled his lips and sighed again, "She was overly excited and had a fetal gas. It is fortunate that the child can keep her now! This girl may not wake up for a while, hey, just keep it. Stimulating, just wake up... I am afraid something bad will happen too!"
"What? Master, what are you talking about? What is wrong after waking up? What will be bad?" Mo Qihan leaped to the bed even more excitedly and glanced at Ling Xueman, who was unconscious, busy. Asked.
"That's not good." The old man Tianji shook his head, got up, walked out, and said as he walked: "Call Master when she wakes up."
"Manman, wake up, don't scare me, don't go back to your modern age, there is me here, there are our children, you can't leave us cruelly, Manman..."
Holding Ling Xueman's hand, Mo Qihan bowed his head, tears rained down. What happened today deeply touched him. Unexpectedly, Mo Qiming hadn't touched Longman. He heard this from Mo Qiming's ears. In fact, he was extremely pleasantly surprised. At that moment, he was really grateful that Mo Qiming was a gentleman and gave him the complete romance...
That life was returned to the eldest brother, and his account is not going to be held accountable anymore. All grievances and grievances will be over!
"Chill!"
With an anxious call, Mo Yuming and Liang Qingcheng walked in, Mo Qihan quickly wiped his tears and stood up, "Father and Queen!"
"How is Manman? Isn't it awake?" Liang Qingcheng asked, walked to the bed and sat down, touched Ling Xueman's forehead, and said with a heartache, "It's really embarrassing to be long today!"
"Mother, the child minister hasn't even asked her mother, did Mo Qiming not hurt you?" Mo Qihan asked.
"Yes, at that time, the mother's mouth was stuffed with a cloth strip, I can't tell, and I can't tell you that he scratched his left arm! Hey! What a crime!" Liang Qingcheng sighed quietly, and kept going. Shook his head.
Mo Yuming said, "Han'er, today I told Mo Qiming about what happened in the past. It turns out that the Mausoleum told him that..."
After listening quietly, Mo Qihan was shocked and speechless for a long time. After a long time, he said, "Where is the old butler? He should be announced and asked, what is the purpose of the Ling King doing this? How could it be? Does anyone treat their own son this way?"
"Well, yes, now Ling'er has returned to the Three Kingdoms Mansion to keep her filial piety, and the mourning hall has been arranged. Han'er, what do you decide to do with this matter?" Mo Yuming nodded, and then asked.
"Father, he can confess Ling'er to let go of his grudges before he died. This is in line with Erchen's mind. Erchen had meant this for a long time, and he didn't want to continue the grudges. Therefore, Mo Qiming's crimes were borne by him alone. Cut off the prince's title, demote it to the common people, and avoid the need to copy and slash, what does the emperor think?" Mo Qihan said.
Mo Yuming frowned, sat on the chair, and sighed: "Common people? What about the child Ling'er? There are several other children... Alas! According to the law, this is already an extra-legal favor, Huang'en It's dazzling, but the emperor is heartbroken to the children! How to say, they are also grandsons who call me the emperor!"
"Come here, the old housekeeper of Xuansan Wangfu will come to see you!" Mo Qihan ordered with tangled eyebrows.
Xu An hurriedly said, "Yes, the emperor!"
Half an hour later, the sixty-year-old butler knelt down and kowtowed, "Slave see the emperor! Long live the emperor!"
"Flat body!" Mo Qihan raised his hand.
"Thank you, the emperor!" The old butler Xie En stood up, lowered his head slightly, and said, "The emperor Xuanmin entered the palace, do you want to ask about the mausoleum king and the three princes?"
"Yes, you tell me and the Supreme Emperor according to the truth." Mo Qihan raised his eyebrows and said straightforwardly.
The old butler only hesitated for a while, then slowly said: "In fact, this matter has been held in the mind of the slave. It has been held for more than 30 years. It has become a heart disease, but he dare not tell anyone. The third prince, he …He was indeed born to Concubine Yu, of course, Concubine Yu was pregnant when she first lived in Jingzhou Palace, and the Mausoleum was not with her at that time."
"what?"
Mo Yuming and Mo Qihan exclaimed together, Liang Qingcheng heard the sound, and hurriedly walked over and asked, "What do you mean? Could it be that Concubine Yu was pregnant when she left the palace?"
"Return to the Empress Dowager, yes, at that time Concubine Yu did not know that she was pregnant. She only discovered it after the arrival of the Mausoleum. Therefore, the Third Prince was not the son of the Mausoleum, but the flesh and blood of the Supreme Emperor!" It hung down for a few minutes, and the voice was low, but clear.
Hearing this, the three of them stared in shock, and there was no response for a while.
The old butler continued: "The Mausoleum was very angry at the time, and the Mausoleum had a deep affection for the concubine Yu, but he had quarreled with the concubine several times because of this, but the concubine said that she was willing to be the concubine of the Supreme Emperor. From then on, the king of the mausoleum held a grudge against the emperor, thinking that it was the emperor who had robbed his woman. Therefore, on the one hand, he had an affair with the concubine Yu, and at the same time he thought of a strategy and took the prince born by the concubine Yu as his own. When the empress died of illness, the three princes were secretly taken back to the capital by the mausoleum, and were put in the name of majesty mausoleum."
"The King of Ling has a deep hatred for the Emperor, so as soon as the three princes remembered things, they instilled the idea of revenge for the mother of the three princes, and the king himself has been coveting Daming Jiangshan, thinking that the first emperor should pass on the throne to him. Yes, afterwards, the king of Ling deliberately failed in a rebellion. The king of the king wanted to let the Emperor Taishang and his son kill each other, so he confessed to the three princes early in the morning to regain the country and avenge his tragic mother.
"The emperor, the emperor, the minion deserves to die, the minion turned out to be a close slave of the Ling King. He knew the true identity of the three princes, but he didn't dare to say anything, and always thought that nothing would be left after the death of the Ling King. The three princes, thinking this was God's arrangement for the reunion of the prince and his son, he secretly rejoiced. Who knows, on the night that the emperor died of illness, the minion happened to pass by the study and heard the conversation between the princes and Mo Qing, only to know that the king had never let go. The third prince, and the third prince has done something wrong!"
The old butler knelt down again, kowtow, tears bursting into tears, "The minion concealed it for so many years. He didn't dare to say it before, but he couldn't say it later. The minion had no evidence. Who would believe it? But now the three princes are dead. The minion has no more scruples. I beg the emperor for mercy. The princes of the Three Princes are all royal blood! The three princes are actually the most pitiful!"
The night is already quiet.
The old housekeeper retired, Mo Qihan, Mo Yuming, but Liang Qingcheng was in shock for a long time and couldn't return to his senses.
"It turns out that he is also my own flesh and blood! It turns out that King Ling is the most cruel person! Father and son are mutilated...brothers..." Mo Yuming murmured, unable to help, tears streaming down his face, "It turns out that this is the case. For many years, Ming'er called me the emperor father. He is the real emperor... Lier, Minger..."
Mo Qihan closed his eyes tightly, shaking uncontrollably physically and mentally. No one had thought that there was such a deep conspiracy in this battle! It was actually for love, power... and this ruined a child carried out of the baby for more than 30 years...
Liang Qingcheng also burst into tears, muttering over and over again, "Li Er... Li Er..."
This day is thrilling!
This day, it hurts my heart!
This night, I can't sleep!
Mo Qiming's coffin was parked in the lobby of the Three Princes' Mansion. Mo Yuming and Mo Qihan rushed off overnight, and spent half an hour in silence in front of the mourning hall!
However, Ling Xueman didn't wake up all night, and remained unconscious on the second day until the afternoon of the third day.
"Manman, please, open your eyes and have a look at me, OK? Manman, I miss you, miss you so much, can you wake up? As long as you wake up, I won't scold you again in the future. Good to you, long..."
After crying for countless times, but there was no reaction at all, Mo Qihan hugged Ling Xueman and didn't know what to do anymore, only the pain that came from it...
"姘...姘头..."
A vaguely faint voice sounded by his ears, Mo Qihan shook, his heart beat, slowly lowered his eyes in disbelief, and whispered, "Long Man..."
"姘头..." Ling Xueman murmured again, but fell asleep again.
"Manman? Manman!"
No matter how Mo Qihan called, Ling Xueman didn't respond.
Mo Qiming's coffin was funeralized two days later. After Mo Qihan and Mo Yuming discussed, Mo Qiming was buried in the tomb of the prince and prince.
At the Jinluan Temple, Mo Qihan issued two imperial edicts.
"In the blessing of heaven, the emperor called: Mo Qili, the former prince, was appointed as the royal prince of Chengke, and his elder son, Mo Lijin, inherited his knighthood, and hereditary dispensation!
"Fortune in heaven, the emperor summoned: The three kings do not wish to join the party for private gains, and hijack the empress dowager empress, for his crimes shall be punishable, and now he has committed himself to apologize for his past deeds to the Ming Dynasty. Sin, his elder son, Liling, inherited the prince’s knighthood. For the sake of his father’s fault, he was fined for three years! This is my honor!"
The next day, the Ministry of Criminal Justice ruled that He Zhixin was executed, and the charges were submitted. Mo Qihan criticized me: quasi!
Three days later, news came from the harem that Concubine Yi Gui died tragically because of her father. Under the anxiety of her father, she became unconscious and accidentally crashed and died when she was crazy.
The next day, Li Guifei's original wind-cold disease worsened, and she couldn't afford it. Five days later, her condition deteriorated sharply. The imperial physician was helpless and died.
The ten nobles agreed that because of their father’s sins, they were sent out of the palace under a decree, and the Ministry of Rites arranged their marriage.
Only Ling Xueman was left in the harem of Nuo University. During the coma, the imperial physician diagnosed the happy pulse, and the emperor called the world to go to the Taimiao to pray for Ling Niangniang and asked God to bless Niangniang to wake up as soon as possible.
Imperial Palace.
"Master, it's been twenty days, I'm going crazy! When will Manman wake up!" Mo Qihan asked sadly.
"Han'er, don't worry, wait any longer, maybe Longman will wake up!" Liang Qingcheng patted Mo Qihan's hand distressedly, and couldn't help but look at the obviously thin face. The nose is sore again.
The old man Tianji shook his head helplessly, "Master has practiced medicine for decades. He has seen countless strange diseases, but he has never seen this kind of disease like Manman. At the beginning, the pulse phase is unstable. After a few days, it is completely normal, but he still doesn't wake up. , Master has no choice!"
"Master, you can't help it. If you can't save her, no one in this world can make her wake up!" Mo Qihan knelt on the ground anxiously, grabbed the old man Tianji's hand, and said eagerly.
"Boy Han, it's not that the master didn't save it, but..."
"The emperor! Empress... she..."
Chuntang suddenly interrupted Old Man Tianji's words, but screamed again and again!
Several people rushed over after hearing the sound, but saw Chuntang holding a strand of white hair in her hand, eyes full of surprise, looked at each other, and then Chuntang hurriedly brushed away the hair in the middle of Ling Xueman, and several people were suddenly shocked. stay!
Except for the black hair on the outside, the inside is almost white!
"Well, what's going on? I still had black hair last night, how come I have all white hair after a night?" Mo Qihan lifted Ling Xueman in a loss, and pushed her away layer by layer in disbelief. The voice suddenly choked up, "Master, what does this mean? Long her..."
"Cough... ahem..."
The person in his arms suddenly coughed, shocking the whole room!
"Manman!" Mo Qihan cried happily, slapped Ling Xueman's face, "Manman, you wake up soon, I am here! Manman!"
"Ahem... 姘头..."
Ling Xueman coughed and slowly opened his eyes. What came into view was Mo Qihan's face that was enlarged to the front. At a glance, he saw his sunken face and said distressedly: "Why are you losing weight?"
"Long Man!" The old man Tianji screamed happily, grabbing her wrist and getting the pulse again. After a while, he looked at Mo Qihan and said, "Adults and children are fine. White hair should be white. This sick master has to do it again. Research it, it’s a good thing to wake up now."
"I have white hair?" Ling Xueman's eyes widened in surprise, "You, why are you all here? Am I unconscious? How long?"
Mo Qihan said hurriedly: "Manman, you have been in a coma for twenty days. You have not woken up since Wumingshan passed out. We only discovered that your hair turned white. But don’t take this to your heart. Master will give it to you. It’s cured. Now that you and your child can be safe, I already feel great joy. Hair is not important, you know?"
"Wu Ming Shan? San... Where's the Third Prince? How is he?" Ling Xueman suddenly remembered, and asked excitedly.
Mo Qihan pursed his lips, sighed slightly, and said, "The Third Prince is dead and has been buried in the underground palace. There are still some things in this. I will tell you slowly later. You have not eaten well for so many days, so you must make up quickly. Body, Chuntang, immediately order the imperial dining room to prepare food."
"Yes, the emperor!"
"Concubine, I..." Ling Xue was sad, watching so many people around her, and shook her head again, "I'm fine, I worry you guys."
"Manman, I know that you feel uncomfortable, but the deceased is dead, and the living still have to live. He loves you so much and hopes that you can live happily. If you are unhappy because of his death, he is here. The sky won't be happy either." Mo Qihan's eyes flashed a little, and he slowly tightened his arms holding Ling Xueman.
Many unspeakable and complicated emotions also stirred up ripples in his heart!
After a long silence, Ling Xueman's drooping head slowly raised, and smiled lightly, "I understand, I really understand, no one should worry about me anymore, I will cheer up and learn to cheer up with Ling'er."
"Hehe, the girl is great." Granny Meihua laughed and said with satisfaction.
"Concubine, I want to look in the mirror." Ling Xueman looked at the white hair, tangled in her heart.
"Don't look at it, whether you have white hair or black hair, you are the most beautiful man." Mo Qihan said with a smile.
"mistress!"
"Don't look!" Mo Qihan still smiled, and said, "Qiuyue, move the mirror out. If the empress secretly looks in the mirror, I will punish you minions!"
"Yes, the emperor!" Qiuyue replied, and hurriedly ordered the eunuch to move the dressing table.
The other people who were stunned also found excuses and withdrew, and only the two of them were left in the room.
Mo Qihan lowered his head, pressed Ling Xueman's lips, and whispered: "Manman, you scared me to death. You can't scare me like this in the future, you know?"