Xiaoquanzi didn't see Mo Junhao, and he was always worried.
After thinking about his words, he still asked: "Your Majesty, His Majesty the Fourth Prince..."
"Hao'er has gone back." The other side of the bed curtain said in a rough voice before Koizumi could finish asking.
"But the slave didn't..."
Xiaoquanzi wanted to say that he had been guarding the door and never saw Mo Junhao leave.
But then he saw a gap opened in the window sill, and the angry voice of 'Mo Xiangbin' came to his ears, "Get out of here!"
Xiaoquanzi was so drunk that her heart skipped a beat, and all her guesses were frightened away.
He responded tremblingly: "Yes, yes, slave, leave now!"
Xiaoquanzi buried his head and ran to announce the decree.
When Mo Junyu received the summons, he had already gone to bed to rest, but he still had to get out of bed and walk quickly to the palace.
He came to the door of Mo Xiangbin's dormitory and heard Xiaoquanzi knocking on the door, "Your Majesty, the prince has arrived."
It was quiet inside.
Koizumi knocked again, but still no one answered.
The little eunuch suddenly lost his idea and looked at Mo Junyu in embarrassment.
Mo Junyu was confused, thought for a moment, and then said: "Okay, since my father has summoned me, let me go in first!"
Xiaoquanzi felt something was wrong, but couldn't find a reason, so she had no choice but to nod, "The slave is waiting at the door. If anything happens, just call the slave!"
Mo Junyu pushed the door open and walked in. The first thing he saw was the broken teacup on the ground next to the table.
His heart tightened, and he suddenly looked at Long Bed, "Father?"
No one responded.
Mo Junyu walked quickly to the dragon bed, hesitated for a moment, and then suddenly opened the bed curtain, and saw Mo Xiangbin lying on the dragon bed with his eyes closed.
At this time, Mo Xiangbin's eyes were tightly closed, as if he had fallen asleep, and Mo Junyu's big movements could not wake him up.
"F-Father?" Mo Junyu's heart dropped a lot, and he stretched out his index finger tremblingly under Mo Xiangbin's nose.
Silent and silent.
Mo Junyu was so shocked that his hands began to tremble, but he still forced himself to lift the quilt and feel for Mo Xiangbin's pulse.
"Brother Imperial, what are you doing?" Mo Junhao's cold voice came from the door.
Mo Junyu turned around and saw that Mo Junhao and Xiaoquanzi had walked into the dormitory at some time and were looking at him with wide eyes.
Or rather, looking at the way he held Mo Xiangbin's wrist.
Mo Junyu came to his senses quickly and realized that his current behavior was very misleading. He quickly retracted his hand and said, "Don't get me wrong. Gu Yi saw his father sleeping on the bed when he came in. Gu was afraid that something would happen to him, so... "
"Really?" Mo Junhao said nothing.
He turned to the servant at the door and said, "Doctor Xuan."
Mo Junyu was a little aggrieved by Mo Junhao's attitude. It was clear that Mo Xiangbin had lost his breath when he walked into the house, but for some reason, he was now suspected of murdering Mo Xiangbin.
The most annoying thing was that Mo Junhao didn't say anything, giving him no chance to defend himself.
People came to the hospital very quickly.
When Imperial Physician Cai heard the palace officials' report on the emperor's condition, he had a vague premonition in his heart.
When he saw Mo Xiangbin lying weakly on the bed, his heart suddenly fell to the bottom.
But in front of everyone, no matter what he was thinking, he could only step forward and check Mo Xiangbin's pulse.
Doctor Cai put his fingers on Mo Xiangbin's cold wrist, and then his whole body froze.
Mo Junhao came forward with a panicked expression and asked eagerly: "Father, what's going on? Doctor Cai, what do you think?"
In just a few breaths, Dr. Cai was already sweating profusely.
He didn't dare to look up at Mo Junhao. He knelt down and almost wanted to stuff his head into the cracks in the ground.
After a long while, I heard his subtle and trembling voice, "Your Majesty, he is dead!"
Suddenly, everyone in the room knelt down.
Mo Junhao threw himself on Mo Xiangbin with a 'wow' sound, and shouted hurriedly: "Father, why did you die! How are you going to let your son live!"
Koizumi and others also let out sobs and cries, making the entire dormitory even more eerie for a while.
Mo Junyu had personally felt Mo Xiangbin's pulse. Before Dr. Cai announced the answer, he had vaguely guessed it, but when the fact was actually revealed, he was still a little overwhelmed.
He stared at his hands blankly, still unable to believe that what his hands had just touched was his father's body.
"Why, how could this happen?" Mo Junyu murmured to himself.
Mo Junhao listened on the sidelines, and all his anger and sadness were transferred to Mo Junyu.
Without saying a word, he punched Mo Junyu, grabbed his sleeve before Mo Junyu could react, and asked fiercely: "What's going on? I should ask you this." Bar
Even if your father's health is not very good, at least he is healthy. Why did your father die for no reason just after you met him? It was you who murdered my father, right? That’s you! "
Mo Junyu was a little confused by Mo Junhao's sudden attack. By the time he realized it, the charge of killing Jun and his father must have been firmly pinned on his head.
He couldn't believe that Mo Junhao would accuse him like this, and couldn't help but refute loudly, even forgetting to call himself.
"I didn't. My father was already dead when I entered the house. It wasn't me! It was my father himself..."
Mo Junyu wanted to argue that Mo Xiangbin died of illness, but before he could finish his words, Dr. Cai noticed the problem with sharp eyes.
Dr. Cai was so shocked that he opened Mo Xiangbin's collar a little, revealing two clear purple handprints on his neck.
He couldn't help but take a breath of cold air, "Fourth, Your Highness, look..."
The two princes' attention turned to the dragon bed at the same time, and they also saw the bruises on Mo Xiangbin's neck.
The cause of Mo Xiangbin's death is clear.
After Mo Junhao was furious, he pointed at Mo Xiangbin's neck and questioned Mo Junyu again: "How dare you say it wasn't you? You were the only one who entered this house just now. Besides you, there are other bruises on my father's neck." who
Brother, I never thought that you would be so unscrupulous and do such evil things as regicide and seize the throne for the sake of the throne! "
Mo Junyu was also frightened by the two bruises. Until Mo Junhao's artillery fire hit him hard, he was still a little confused and could only repeat those few words weakly.
"I didn't, it wasn't me... I didn't..."
But the scene at the scene said it all.
Mo Xiangbin was killed in the palace, and Mo Junyu was the only one on the spot.
Who else could be the murderer than Mo Junyu
Mo Junhao didn't allow Mo Junyu to argue at all, and directly gave a look to the palace servants who were already waiting at the door. Two tall and powerful guards immediately walked into the palace and were about to capture Mo Junyu.
"Your Highness, Fourth Highness, this..." Xiaoquanzi was also frightened to death by the news of the emperor's death. Now when he heard what Mo Junhao said, he almost believed his words.
However, Mo Junyu is the prince after all, and Mo Junhao will take whatever he wants. Is it really okay
Mo Junhao glanced at Xiaoquanzi, "What, you want to protect the emperor's brother?"
Koizumi almost shook his head like a rattle to show his loyalty, "I don't dare, I don't dare. The only question is whether this matter should be reported to the Queen Mother immediately."
Xiaoquanzi has been raised by Mo Xiangbin for some time, and he has some courage and insight.
After the initial panic, he gradually calmed down and thought about it in his mind.
Once the emperor died, the biggest person in the palace was naturally the Queen Mother.
And this kind of thing cannot be delayed, otherwise the princes will be blamed in the future, and what will happen to the princes, and they, the slaves, will be unlucky.
Mo Junhao glanced at Xiaoquanzi indifferently. He had no idea what this slave was thinking.
However, he now needed an authoritative 'audience' to convict Mo Junyu, so he gave Xiaoquanzi a good look, "Eunuch Quan is thoughtful, please ask your father-in-law to send someone to invite the imperial grandmother. In order to avoid anyone saying I wronged him."
Mo Junyu was pressed down by the two guards, seemingly very lightly and without much force at all, but only he knew that he couldn't move at all and felt as if his whole body was being pinched.
This was probably the first time that he felt so aggrieved. He couldn't help but get angry and said angrily to Mo Junhao: "Mo Junhao, do you want to do the following?"
Mo Junhao sneered back at him, "I don't dare. I can't compare to Mo Junyu."
He didn't directly say that Mo Junyu was the murderer, but his words made people think of this matter.
Mo Junyu was so depressed that he could only push all the depression down his throat.
He couldn't take the initiative to bring it up, as it would be self-inflicted.
Fortunately, Xiaoquanzi went to invite Ling Ruiyin.
Ling Ruiyin was on his side, so nothing would happen to him.
But how could Mo Xiangbin be killed silently on the dragon bed? Isn't this incredible
If Da Mo's emperor was really that easy to assassinate, Da Mo would have been doomed long ago.
Mo Junyu had many thoughts in his mind. He was thinking about the real murderer of Mo Xiangbin, thinking about his own way out of trouble, and occasionally flashed back to the future.
The mixture of these thoughts made him forget about being sad for a while.
Originally, Mo Xiangbin had always been indifferent to him as the prince. Even if he relied heavily on him during this period, it was only an affirmation of his ability.
Father and son have been indifferent for so many years. How much affection can there be between father and son
Although everyone in the room looked sad, how many people in this room were really sad about Mo Xiangbin's death
Everyone is just worried about their own destiny and future.
Just when the depressing atmosphere in the dormitory almost crushed the person to death, a painful cry came from outside.
"Your Majesty, what's wrong with you!"
Ling Ruiyin almost ran into the house, ignored everyone, and immediately threw herself on the dragon bed. Holding Mo Xiangbin's body, she cried uncontrollably: "The prince of the Ai family! How could you have the heart to abandon the Ai family? Are you going alone? Are you asking the white-haired person to send the black-haired person to the Aijia family... "
Her cries were loud and filled with infinite sadness.
But Mo Junhao was not in the mood to listen to Ling Ruiyin's expression of "deep love between mother and son". He took a step forward and called softly: "Grandma Huang, look at this murderer..."
His finger pointed at Mo Junyu.