Chapter 12: Usurpation

Yuyu Empire.

At this time, the Yuyu Empire can be said to be in chaos, and the eldest prince Mo Yuan suddenly summoned all the ministers, announced that His Majesty had died due to madness, and took out a volume of holy decrees, saying that His Majesty would entrust the affairs of the state to himself before he died.

Mo Yuan has won the trust of His Majesty and is loyal to the Yuyu Empire, which is obvious to all. For a moment, no one doubted the truth of what he said. The ministers were all shocked, not long ago, His Majesty had a good conversation with himself and others, how could he have only closed a small pass, and suddenly came such bad news.

The closed Xiaoguan naturally refers to the time when Mo Ying retreated for ten years to refine fake collars and clones, and ten years is not a short time, but this time is just a snap of a finger for all the powerhouses who have been in retreat for hundreds of years.

The Yuyu Empire was well governed by Mo Ying, even if it was closed for ten years, the entire country was still operating in an orderly manner.

Mo Yuan pretended to shed tears: "Father...... Woowoo...... My father is dead, but what should I do......" but there was a look of victory on his tearful face.

Prime Minister Lin Hemo looked at Mo Yuan's movements, frowned fiercely, waved his hand in disgust, and stepped forward and said, "Since His Royal Highness the Great Prince has passed away in the form of His Majesty, can you let me wait until His Majesty's body to offer condolences to show my heart?"

While speaking, Lin Hemo waved his long arm, pulled up the broad official uniform into his arms, and used his arm to collect it without a trace of wrinkles, and bowed respectfully and meekly in the direction of Mo Yuan, and made a big gift that he would not normally do, but his waist was still straight.

After getting up, he meticulously tidied up the already smooth official uniform, carefully retracted the few strands of hair that had just fallen because of the salute, and then turned his head and said lightly to the ministers: "What do you think?"

The strange and slender Danfeng eyes swept over everyone lightly, but the gentle eyes without a trace of emotion fell on the minister, making them break out in a cold sweat.

Lin Youmo has always been unaccustomed to Mo Yuan's style, although this is the conscientious appearance that Mo Yuan has always shown on weekdays, but he just thinks that Mo Yuan is fake, and he can't say the reason, it's just his intuition. At this time, seeing Mo Yuan crying there, he felt even more hypocritical and disgusting. Although he is not a good person, he hates this fake set the most, who knows if Mo Yuan will act here after killing his father.

To say that Lin Youmo's intuition is really accurate, he has already guessed eight or nine at this time.

The ministers heard a hint from Lin and Mo's words, the relationship between these two has always been discordant, everyone knows, but both of them are high and powerful, and no one present dares to offend, and the atmosphere on the field is a little embarrassing for a while.

If you echo what the prime minister said, it means that you don't trust the eldest prince, and everyone knows that what the prime minister said is reasonable, and if you don't see the body, you can't confirm how your majesty died, if your majesty doesn't die because of what the prince said, it must be a long-planned usurpation;

The ministers cursed in their hearts, and the two of them fought, and what did they do with us at this time.

Everyone on the field had their own thoughts, but no one spoke first, so as not to be a scapegoat.

"What are you doing?" a majestic voice came from far and near, breaking the strange atmosphere in the hall.

"This ......" everyone looked up in surprise, this was clearly the voice of His Majesty the King!

Mo Yuan also heard this voice, and his little face, which was still crying, lifted up suddenly, and he couldn't care about tears, and his eyes immediately searched for the source of the sound.

"Squeak-"

The door of the temple that was originally half-hidden was pushed open, making a heavy sound, and a figure seemed to come from the light, and everyone looked against the light, their faces were not clear, and their eyes were full of dazzling sunlight, and they only felt that they were very dazzling.

The visitor slowly paced to the top of the main hall and sat firmly on the king's throne. The gilded robe is luxurious and noble, and the bead curtain hanging from the front end of the crown on the head shakes with the sitting of the comer, reflecting the gorgeous light, and behind the bead curtain is a clear and exquisite face that everyone is familiar with, and it is the deceased emperor in the mouth of the great prince.

"Knock, knock. His Majesty the Emperor tapped the armrest of the throne with his hand.

"Now, it's time to explain, Mo Yuan. ”

Mo Yuan raised his head, facing the king with a disappointing gaze mixed with indifference, his pupils trembled, this was different from the news he had received!

Mo Yuan didn't dare to put too many people in the North Wind Country, a Black Eagle was already his limit, he made an appointment with Black Eagle, and after the task was completed, he informed himself in a special way, so that the follow-up arrangements could be made, and today Black Eagle returned to China to report to him, and confirmed that there was no mistake before he launched the operation, how could it be ...... Could it be that the black eagle deceived me! Mo Yuan's eyes flashed.

Mo Yuan only received the news of Mo Ying's death, but he didn't know that Black Eagle had died, let alone that Mo Ying had been resurrected with the help of special means, and Black Eagle swore that Mo Ying was dead, so he naturally performed the drama of usurping the throne today.

The Black Eagle who reported to Mo Yuan this morning was naturally arranged by Mo Ying.

How to say that Mo Yuan is also a child raised by Mo Ying, and how his heart has long been known by Mo Ying. Arrogant and impulsive, he was in an excited mood when he got the news of Mo Ying's death, and he had already decided that Mo Ying was dead, so he naturally would not carefully observe the truth of Black Eagle.

Mo Yuan panicked, but at this time he secretly calmed down, pretending not to know anything, and looked up at Mo Ying with tears in the corners ......of his eyes: "Father, you didn't die, this is really a blessing for the country!

"Enough!" Mo Ying, who was at the top, let out a loud shout, interrupting Mo Yuan's hypocritical answer, and slapped the dragon head on the armrest of the throne with his right hand, which actually shattered the head, rolled on the ground several times, and stopped steadily at Mo Yuan's feet.

Mo Ying was not lightly angry. Unfilial son!

Although he knew that this son had a bad heart and had a backbone, he never thought that he would do such a thing as killing his father and killing his relatives! Although it was not uncommon for this Jade Yu Empire to murder his parents because it was the Empire of the Wicked, Mo Ying never thought that it would happen to him one day.

He thought that he had fulfilled his father's duty to this child, and even did better than most fathers in the world, but he never thought that he would raise such a villain!

Now he is still pretending to be there, tears are falling down, Mo Ying is disgusted, but he is faintly heartbroken.

Mo Yuan was shocked when he saw the broken dragon head, he hurriedly bent his knees and knelt on the ground, and he didn't even care if a few pieces of handrails were pressed under his knees.

"Father, listen to me......"

"Don't say it! You plotted to murder your biological father and assassinate the king, what room is there for mercy? Come on, announce the executioner to me! Hurry up!" Mo Ying really didn't want to hear him continue to explain, and closed his eyes after giving the order in a distraught manner.

Mo Ying was irritable in his heart at this time, he didn't want to look at Mo Yuan's face, he didn't want to listen to every word Mo Ying said, all he wanted to do now was to recruit the executioner to kill him with a sword, the sooner the better.

He was afraid that if he dragged it any longer, he would be soft-hearted.

"Shhh

The king's kindness to the eldest prince is obvious to all.