Mo Yunzhao looked at her coldly.
"Since you don't want your son to be the crown prince, then you might as well kill him."
The empress collapsed to the ground, staring incredulously at the man on the dragon throne.
"Your Majesty, you...you mustn't be joking like that."
"A king's word is law; is the Empress doubting me?"
Mo Yunzhao's eyes were filled with a chilling murderous intent.
The empress's neck seemed to be gripped tightly, her mouth half-open, speechless and dazed.
Zhang Huai'an quickly knelt down.
"I beg Your Majesty to reconsider."
Mo Yunzhao snorted coldly.
"Does Lord Zhang disagree with the Empress's request? Or does Lord Zhang also think that I am just talking? Mo Shaoqing led his troops to attack Yuqiongtai and dared to use his sword in front of me. Does he have any respect for his father, the Emperor?"
Zhang Huai'an pursed his lips, unsure how to defend himself.
But now, the Su family is finished.
If the Emperor's murderous intent were directed at the Zhang family, the Zhang family would become another Su family.
The empress, who was sitting slumped to the side, suddenly burst into tears.
She cried because she felt wronged and heartbroken.
“Your Majesty, since I moved into the Empress's Palace, I have been dutiful and caring towards the concubines, and have never dared to overstep my bounds. Shaoqing is the eldest son, and I have raised him to be somewhat arrogant and domineering, which I accept. But his actions today were entirely out of desperation.”
"If you hadn't elevated Mo Shaoze to the position of Seven Pearl Prince and made him the heir apparent to escort the coffin out of the capital, how could he have been so muddle-headed? How could someone as proud as him bear to be overshadowed by a prince born to a lowly slave of the Sui Dynasty? How could he possibly face the officials?"
"Even if he has made a thousand mistakes, he is still the eldest son of pure and noble blood. Does Your Majesty really want Mo Shaoze instead of Shaoqing? Have you forgotten that when the Sui Dynasty was destroyed and the whole country was celebrating, you were rewarding your officials in Zhaoyang Palace, but that woman hanged herself in the harem, wearing Sui Dynasty clothes and writing a letter in blood to express her determination. Mo Shaoze was kneeling in front of the palace and witnessed everything."
Mo Yunzhao's expression grew increasingly grim.
Long-forgotten memories surged forth, suddenly becoming incredibly clear.
If you don't nip the problem in the bud, there will be trouble later.
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