When Mu Canglin left the palace and returned home, many people saw his miserable condition.
Everyone speculated that he might have completely lost the Sacred Heart this time.
But he remained expressionless, allowing everyone to look at him with pity or sarcasm.
When the last twilight disappeared from the horizon, a figure appeared in front of him, blocking his way.
"Second brother." It was Mu Mingchao, his expression looked a little sad.
"It doesn't matter." Mu Canglin said softly, "Go back! It's getting late!"
The emperor had few heirs, and apart from the King of Qin who rebelled and was removed from the throne, he and Mu Mingchao were the only ones left.
Mu Mingchao was raised as an idle king since he was a child. He had never been exposed to the ways of governing a country and becoming a king, so he lived a very comfortable life.
As a result, so many changes occurred in a row, and he, who was originally the least likely to become the crown prince, suddenly became the favorite to inherit the throne.
Whether he wants it or not, there are countless pushing hands behind him, pushing him forward.
Looking at Mu Canglin, he whispered: "The southern border needs people to guard, and I plan to go there."
He said with a serious face, but Mu Canglin said quietly: "The capital also needs people to garrison. You need to stay here to assist my father."
"It's enough that you are here in the capital!" Mu Mingchao said anxiously.
Hearing this, Mu Canglin smiled and said nothing.
Then they said goodbye and went back.
Naturally, this brief meeting between the two quickly reached the ears of the emperor.
The emperor was thoughtful, dismissed everyone, opened the darkroom in the palace, and walked in.
As soon as he entered, the hall was filled with the bloody smell of corruption.
The smell mixed with other filth is really disgusting.
But he was accustomed to it, and walked into it step by step, looking at the almost humanoid man who was tied to the wooden frame and tortured.
The man's body and face were full of wounds cut by knives.
At a glance, it is not difficult to find that some of her flesh is missing from her wounds.
The heavy dried blood had already turned the original clothes on her body into dark brown.
When she heard someone coming, she lazily raised her eyes.
"Kill me!" The woman's voice was hoarse and rough, without the gentleness and clarity of the past.
"You are my most beloved Concubine Zhuang. How can I be willing to kill you? Don't say such stupid things!" The emperor looked at her tenderly, then gently raised his hand and cut off a piece of flesh from her body.
In an instant, blood surged out, adding even more color to her clothes that were already soaked in blood.
However, Concubine Zhuang didn't even scream, her whole body was filled with numb despair.
"My beloved concubine's body is recovering more and more slowly." The emperor sighed, "If you don't succeed, then I can only attack Shui Rourou."
Hearing this name, Concubine Zhuang's lifeless eyes instantly shone with some light.
But soon, she returned to her original state, as if she no longer had any attachment to this world.
"Aren't you curious about Shui Rourou's current situation?" The emperor said with interest, and skillfully put the piece of meat into his mouth.
Immediately, he showed a disgusted expression, spat, and spit out the flesh and blood in his mouth.
It seemed that after eating the wheat grains, Concubine Zhuang's meat became tasteless.
Concubine Zhuang's eyelashes were obviously nervous and trembling, but she still said stubbornly: "What else can be done! If the Shui family is implicated by me, they will definitely be executed!"
"Hahaha... until now, you are still pretending to me! That Shui Rourou is the daughter of you and Mu Yuanzhao. Do you really think I don't know?" The emperor finished his words and instantly saw Concubine Zhuang. There was a look of horror in his eyes.
The emperor continued to sneer: "You have never told this secret, isn't it to ensure that Mu Canglin will save Shui Rourou for the sake of saving his life.
But you must not have thought that I already knew Shui Rourou’s true identity! You bitch, you actually had an affair with Mu Yuanzhao right under my nose!
Even if I cut you into pieces with a thousand knives, I still can't eliminate the hatred in my heart! "
Concubine Zhuang was trembling, and the emperor continued: "But don't worry, I won't let you die so easily! I will let you see with your own eyes how I cut him into pieces and then send you on your way! It's just some invisible things. You little mouse, what can you fight with me for?"
"You are the one who robbed Brother Yuan Zhao of this world!" Concubine Zhuang also gained courage at this time and roared, "Brother Yuan Zhao will take back everything he has one day!"
Her words earned a severe slap from the emperor.
He took a breath and sneered: "You keep calling Yuan Zhao brother, but you are calling her affectionately. Unfortunately, he doesn't care about your life or death at all. Concubine Zhuang, your affection is wrong after all!"
"You're talking nonsense! He just doesn't know I'm still alive!" Concubine Zhuang argued angrily.
The emperor looked at her with pity in his eyes and sneered: "You agreed that day that you wanted to fake your death and escape. Do you know why you fell into my hands?"
Concubine Zhuang's pupils shrank, and she heard the emperor say coldly: "Of course someone betrayed you!
I originally planned to use a trick to catch Mu Yuanzhao through you, but unexpectedly, he never kept the appointment. You are just a dispensable pawn to him!
He clearly knows that if you fall into my hands, your life will be worse than death, but he completely ignores you!
You say, are you very pathetic? "
"That's because he has long been aware of your conspiracy!" Concubine Zhuang said tightly, "He is just conserving his strength and waiting for an opportunity!"
"How can you still be so naive after being immersed in the harem for so many years?" the emperor smiled coolly,
"That's it! Keep living with your ridiculous fantasy! Live until the day I reunite you two bitches!"
Concubine Zhuang's body was shaking like chaff and she stared at him fiercely.
The emperor sneered and said: "However, you have given birth to two good sons for me! They are brothers and brothers, but none of them covets my throne! It makes me uncomfortable! You said, I Which one of them should I choose to succeed?"
"You can't choose any one! They are all brother Yuan Zhao's children!" Zhuang Fei said coldly.
"This kind of confusing lie will become boring if you tell it too much." The emperor said,
"Do you think that since my heirs are so few and you have given me the poison of annihilation, I have no other choice but them?"
Concubine Zhuang sneered: "You really have no choice!"
"Have you ever heard of the Spirit Tribe, my beloved concubine?" The emperor's words made Concubine Zhuang startled again.
The emperor then took out a bracelet with round beads on it, crystal clear and more beautiful than gems.
The faint fragrance exuding from it makes people feel comfortable both physically and mentally.
"You must know this thing, right? This is the legendary elixir of the Ling tribe, and it belongs to Mu Yuanzhao! They hid it deep enough! I haven't dug it out yet!" The emperor had a faint expression on his face. smile,
"I was in a hurry when I succeeded to the throne. I didn't know there were so many secrets of the Spiritual Race! I never thought that, my dear concubine, you are a descendant of the Spiritual Race!
It's a pity that your strength is still too weak! Your daughter Shui Rourou is much stronger than you! Her blood must contain more power! "
"Don't touch her! Don't touch her!" Concubine Zhuang screamed with all her strength. Unfortunately, after the emperor said these words, he turned and left.
Stepping out of the darkroom, the crisp ambergris covered the smell of filth and corruption.
At this time, Wang Defa walked in step by step and presented him with a handkerchief.
The emperor put down the bracelet, wiped his hands, and said quietly: "It's time to invite someone into the palace!"
