Yun Qingluo saw her own reflection in Mo Beichen's eyes, as well as Mo Beichen's possessiveness towards her.
"Fool, you were just generously agreeing to let me stay outside. How did you even come up with this idea?" Yun Qingluo said with a smile.
Mo Beichen didn't care, "Then we'll wait for Zeyan to grow up and pass the throne to him."
We'll go sightseeing. Luo Luo most wants to go to Yangzhou to see fireworks, to Jiangnan to listen to music, and to the north to see snow...
Xiao Yi retorted angrily, "Hmph, what a scheming man! Xiao Zeyan is still so young. Be careful he doesn't neglect his old age later."
Yun Qingluo retorted, "That's my man! You're the one who's scheming!"
Yun Qingluo raised an eyebrow and said seriously to Mo Beichen, "If Zeyan doesn't want to be the crown prince in the future, I won't force him."
Yun Qingluo has never been a mother and doesn't know how to be a good mother.
However, she wouldn't force her son to do things he didn't like, except to help him develop a sound personality.
“Well, if that doesn’t work, we can find a child from a collateral branch to adopt.” Mo Beichen analyzed with a serious expression.
Yun Qingluo chuckled.
"Alright, Your Majesty, stop lingering here. There are so many things outside waiting for your decision. I'm a little tired and want to sleep a little longer."
Yun Qingluo tugged at Mo Beichen's sleeve, acting coquettishly.
Seeing the weariness in Yun Qingluo's eyes, Mo Beichen nodded, got up, and straightened his clothes.
"If you get hungry, just call out. There are people outside. Don't worry about Zeyan and Qianyue. Yuntao and Yunxin are here. I've already sent a message to the General's Mansion. Your father-in-law and mother-in-law will come to see you tomorrow."
Mo Beichen gave detailed instructions, just like a mother hen.
Yun Qingluo shrank into the blankets, "Okay, go ahead, I'm going to sleep."
After saying that, he closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep.
Seeing Yun Qingluo's childlike side, Mo Beichen smiled indulgently and walked out.
After Mo Beichen left, Yun Qingluo talked with Xiao Yi for a while.
Later, her body couldn't take it anymore, and she drifted off to sleep.
study.
Mo Beichen left the bedroom and went to the study.
The entrance to the study was filled with civil and military officials kneeling.
"Greetings, Your Highness! Long live the Prince!"
The ministers were immediately thrilled to see Mo Beichen arrive.
Mo Feng and Mo Yu stood guard at the door of the study. When they saw their lord, it was as if they had seen a savior.
Heaven knows, this group of ministers crying and wailing at the door of the study was making their heads buzz.
Mo Feng strode over and whispered in Mo Beichen's ear, "Your Highness, these ministers are really stubborn; they've been kneeling for three days now."
Some fainted, but were revived by the imperial physicians who were summoned. Once they woke up, they continued to kneel.
Mo Beichen looked at the exhausted faces of the old ministers, but they mustered their spirits when they saw him.
"Your Highness, a country cannot be without a ruler for a day. We urge Your Highness to ascend the throne as soon as possible and take charge of the affairs of state."
"Yes, Your Highness, we humbly beg Your Highness to ascend the throne as soon as possible and restore order to the court."
"May Your Highness ascend the throne soon."
The ministers kept repeating the same two sentences.
Mo Beichen stared at the crowd with a deep, dark look in his eyes.
"I have already made plans to ascend the throne, but the ministers don't seem to be in a great hurry to govern," Mo Beichen said coldly.
He said it in front of all the civil and military officials as early as when the emperor was dethroned.
If he is to ascend the throne, then he can only have one empress in his harem.
He will never select concubines, and the palace will never hold another selection of consorts.
But these ministers were quite adept at dealing with people. Under the threat of swords, they kowtowed loudly and readily agreed.
In the blink of an eye, they started to cheat.
He truly regretted not having them sign and put their fingerprints on the document.
They're really a tough bunch.
If it weren't for seeing their unwavering loyalty to the Tianmo Kingdom and their lifelong dedication...
He had already ordered them to be taken to a mass grave and buried alive; he wouldn't let them make a scene here.
The ministers looked at each other in bewilderment upon hearing Mo Beichen's words.
After a brief moment of calm, the ministers started clamoring again.
"What are you saying, Your Highness? This old minister doesn't understand. I only know that a country cannot be without a ruler for a day. Your Highness's ascension to the throne is what the entire court and the people of the world have been hoping for. Please, Your Highness, do not hesitate."
"Your Highness, everything in the palace is ready and we are just waiting for you to enter."
"Your Highness, for the sake of the nation and the peaceful lives of the people, please do not refuse."
"Your Highness, the Northern Moon Kingdom and the Eastern Martial Kingdom are eyeing us covetously, and there is no monarch in charge of the court. If this continues, it will be detrimental to the foundation of the country."
Mo Beichen listened to their back-and-forth conversation without interrupting.
The ministers were hoarse from talking, but seeing that Mo Beichen remained unmoved, they slowly lost their temper.
Mo Beichen looked at the group of old foxes on the ground and sneered.
"What I said is very clear. Since the ministers are unwilling, then let us find someone else. I have never thought of becoming emperor."
Besides, why would I do something that's thankless and exhausting?
Just for the common people?
When has this king ever appeared so benevolent?
Are you all mistaken for someone else?
A series of questions caught the ministers off guard.
The ministers looked at each other, unsure of what to say next.
If people believed that Mo Beichen was plotting to usurp the throne when he surrounded the palace with his men and then immediately led his army to attack the palace again after returning to the capital, then they should have thought that Mo Beichen was trying to seize the throne.
That moment was truly a slap in the face.
Mo Beichen suddenly spoke up, “How about this, I have an idea for you all. My brother has so many sons, why don’t you just support any one of them to be the emperor?”
If you think they're incompetent, you can just pick someone capable from a collateral branch of the family—someone you can easily control—to be the emperor. Wouldn't that be better?
An upright and honest old minister turned red with anger upon hearing Mo Beichen's words.
"You, Your Highness, don't talk nonsense. How can the ruler of a country be so easily swayed by others? If that's the case, it would be better if he didn't exist."
We invite Your Highness to ascend the throne for the sake of the people. Your Highness has protected the Tianmo Kingdom for decades and is renowned far and wide.
The people are in high spirits now, and they only recognize you as emperor. Your Highness, please don't make things difficult for us.
"Yes, Your Highness, I will speak frankly. Your Highness has few children. Your Highness's wife was ill after giving birth to the young prince and young lady. She is weak and cannot bear the burden of continuing the family line. The selection of consorts is for Your Highness's good and for the good of the country."
“That’s right, you’re absolutely right. If Your Highness were the Emperor, you would naturally have to select concubines to produce offspring for the royal family. How can the harem be empty?”
"As I have said, I only want Luo Luo. I don't care about the country."
"Your Highness, how can Your Highness be swayed by matters of the heart? Your Highness is foolish."
Mo Beichen stared coldly at the minister who had just spoken, without uttering a word.
After hearing what he said, Mo Beichen's eyes turned red.
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