Chapter 638 If I can kill you the first time, I can kill you the second time!
Mo Jinchuan frowned and corrected himself, "Father, what I said today was all about pleading for the soldiers who died in vain in the border town. It has nothing to do with Xier."
Emperor Xuande listened coldly, obviously not believing it.
It wasn't until he saw Mo Jinchuan raise his right hand and swear an oath that he interrupted with a cold face, "If you have something to say, just say it. Don't bother with me."
He is his son. If he is really struck by lightning, what benefit will he, as his father, get?
This brat was sure that he wouldn't really do anything to him.
The more Emperor Xuande thought about it, the angrier he became. He grabbed the paperweight beside him and clenched it again and again, but in the end he couldn't bring himself to do it.
He was afraid that as he got older, he might miss his aim and kill someone, leaving no one to inherit the throne a hundred years later.
If the second and third sons were not useless, and the sixth son was a bastard who only knew how to travel around, he would not have been so angry with this unfilial son.
As for Old Nine...
He himself was not sure whether he could live to see the child grow up.
Throwing away the paperweight in his hand, Emperor Xuande said coldly, "Speak now. I want to hear it. Without any evidence, what can you come up with?"
Mo Jinchuan slowly took out a handkerchief and covered the bleeding wound on his forehead before asking, "What evidence does Father want?"
Emperor Xuande was about to say something when he heard him ask again, "Do we need those 300 soldiers who should have been honored but died in unclear circumstances, with even their bodies never found, to speak out in person to protest their injustice?
Or do you want to have the 8,000 soldiers who went to the Liang army camp in a daze to rescue the commander, with only one in ten of them left, stand before you and speak?"
With every word he spoke, Emperor Xuande's expression grew uglier.
After the last few words left his mouth, he couldn't stand it any longer and said, "Shut up!"
Mo Jinchuan didn't say anything else, but the look of disappointment in his eyes deeply hurt Emperor Xuande.
It seemed to be saying that he was no longer the tall and majestic father in his mind.
Emperor Xuande slowly closed his eyes and said weakly, "Xiaowu, even as the ruler of a country, sitting on this dragon throne, there are many things that cannot be helped."
He opened his eyes and looked at Mo Jinchuan again with an indescribably complicated expression in his eyes. "When you sit in my position, you will understand how I feel right now."
Mo Jinchuan: "I, your son, cannot do this."
Emperor Xuande's eyes were filled with sternness. "Do you know what you are talking about?"
Mo Jinchuan's expression remained calm as he said calmly, "This son had already told Father these words ten years ago."
He had no idea about this position.
It was the same ten years ago, and it will be the same ten years later.
Emperor Xuande slammed the table in anger, "You bastard, do you know how many people in the world are coveting this throne?"
He wanted to say something, but suddenly he put his hand to his chest, his face flushed, and said, "Get out of here!"
Mo Jinchuan quickly stood up and wanted to go forward to check, but was hit on the shoulder by the paperweight he threw at him.
Emperor Xuande gasped and said, "Get out!"
Mo Jinchuan lowered his eyes, cupped his hands and said, "Father, calm down. Your health is more important."
"roll!"
Watching his receding figure, Emperor Xuande leaned back in his chair, almost exhausted, and murmured, "Retribution, it's all retribution."
In a trance, he seemed to see Concubine Shu.
She just stood in front of the table, looking at him coldly without saying a word.
Emperor Xuande felt the pain in his chest become even worse. He slowly stretched out his hand and called softly, "Ah Shu, don't look at me like that."
Concubine Shu chuckled, her pale face devoid of any color.
Emperor Xuande curled his lips and sighed, "It's been three years, and you have refused to enter my dreams for these three years.
I thought you hated me so much that you were so cruel that you made me forget even your voice, smile, and appearance."
Concubine Shu was still smiling, with the corners of her lips raised in a strange arc.
But even so, she was still the most beautiful in the eyes of Emperor Xuande.
After sitting on the dragon throne, he saw all kinds of beauties, but no one could surpass her.
His Ah Shu is the best woman in the world.
The son she gave birth to for him was also the best boy in the world.
It's a pity that fate plays tricks on us.
Emperor Xuande slowly stretched out his hand, grabbed the shadow, and laughed at himself, "You really still hate me. Even if we are humans and ghosts, you won't come even a little closer to me."
Recalling the time when they were deeply in love, he couldn't bear to be apart for even a moment, and even had to hold her in his arms when reviewing memorials.
Now that I think about it, he was so wrong.
It was he who nurtured her ambition step by step, making her covet his position and even unwilling to wait for decades.
So, he had no choice but to kill her.
He could only cruelly abandon his most beloved eldest son.
Otherwise, not only would his throne be unstable, but even the Da'an Empire would be in turmoil.
Inside, there are still remnants of the previous dynasty with evil intentions waiting to rise up at any time.
Outside, the barbaric and powerful Liang army was watching covetously.
As the king of a country, how heavy is the responsibility he bears?
Even for the sake of the people of An Di, he would never allow his imperial power to be threatened.
If you want to blame someone, you can only blame her for being too ambitious and coveting things that she shouldn't covet.
They are too popular, and even if he doesn't take action, Dai Qiu will never tolerate her.
Emperor Xuande sighed softly, "Ah Shu, I feel so guilty towards you in this life. If there is an afterlife..."
Concubine Shu interrupted him sharply, "I don't want an afterlife, you come and accompany me now!"
The next moment, she appeared in front of Emperor Xuande with a pale face.
She stared at him intently, with two lines of blood and tears flowing from the corners of her eyes, which was indescribably weird.
The gauze curtains in the hall moved without wind, as if they would fly over and take his life in the next moment.
Emperor Xuande's expression suddenly changed, and he shouted coldly, "Someone come!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a team of royal guards rushed in quickly.
The leading commander knelt on one knee and said respectfully, "What are your orders, Your Majesty?"
Emperor Xuande pointed at where Concubine Shu was standing and said sternly, "Drag this woman away and chop her into pieces!"
The man looked over and his expression suddenly changed.
He hurriedly ordered the guards beside him, "Quick, go and invite His Royal Highness Prince Jin back!"
Emperor Xuande frowned and said, "Stop!
She's just a woman, why would my son need to do this himself?"
Hearing this, Concubine Shu couldn't help but chuckle, the curve of her lips became bigger and bigger, and a hissing sound similar to a snake spitting out its tongue came out of her mouth.
Emperor Xuande stood up suddenly and said angrily, "What are you doing standing there, you bunch of idiots?
Hurry and drag this woman away!"
The commander of the Imperial Guards was sweating profusely when he heard this, and his voice trembled as he said, "Your Majesty, there is no woman in the room."
"Bang!" Emperor Xuande grabbed the inkstone beside him and smashed it hard at the man.
He looked at the laughing Concubine Shu with a fierce look in his eyes and said, "What are you laughing at? If I can kill you the first time, I can kill you the second time!"
Concubine Shu stared at him with a sinister look in her eyes, and said with a smile, "Your Majesty, Yang'er and Hao'er and I are waiting for you downstairs. You'd better come quickly."
Upon hearing this, Emperor Xuande laughed angrily.
He supported himself on the table with both hands and said with great authority, "I am the body of a true dragon, the Lord of Da'an. Who dares to do anything to me?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly fell straight backwards.
"His Majesty!"
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