Chapter 872: That's Not Poison

"Yes!" Jiuyue nodded, and then went down to prepare.

Bai Zimo was holding a piece of silk silk in his hand, and in front of people, he used it to cover his mouth and stop coughing, but in fact, he used it to miss.

"Qingqing, wait for me. The man reluctantly pinched the silk silk, and a glimmer of light flashed in his well-known eyes.

Soon, the husband will pick you up......

The news that Quangui's father-in-law went to the Hou Mansion to deliver the decree soon leaked out.

It was transmitted to King Ling's Mansion.

Hearing that Yun Fei said that His Majesty asked Bai Zimo to answer Mu Feilan, Mu Xuanling immediately bounced up from the chair.

"You said that the father asked Bai Zimo to pick up Mu Feilan?" Mu Xuanling's brows were ugly.

"Yes..."Yun Fei nodded solemnly, "Master Hou has already taken people to set off." ”

Mu Xuanling frowned solemnly, if Bai Zimo helped Mu Feilan and asked Mu Feilan to present the secret letter to his father, then he would have no hope.

Mu Xuanling's face was cold and calm, and his eyes were very angry.

Seeing that the crown prince of the East Palace was within reach, Mu Feilan came back again, and brought back Beigong Kun's handwritten secret letter, wanting to denounce him!

finally defeated Mu Nanyu, and there was another Mu Feilan!

Mu Xuanling's heart was on fire, his five fingers were clucking, and his face was cold.

He will never follow in the footsteps of Mu Nanyu!

Don't think he doesn't know, his father is so anxious to find Mu Feilan, just wants to use Mu Feilan as the second Mu Nanyu.

Take Mu Feilan to check and balance him in the court!

"Your Highness, what should I do now?" Seeing that Mu Xuanling didn't speak for a long time, Yun Fei was also very worried.

Yun Fei knew what was powerful about this.

If the four princes return to Beijing, it will be too late.

Mu Xuanling's face sank again and again, if he wants to seize power, he can't be merciful!

After a while, Mu Xuanling seemed to have made a decision, and his cold face was full of desperate ruthlessness.

"Enter the palace. "Two simple words, but also with a ruthless momentum.

At that time, Emperor Qiandi happened to be eating.

"See your father's father. No matter how ruthless the thoughts are in his heart, on the surface, Mu Xuanling is gentle and humble, with the face of a good son.

"King Ling, why are you here?" Emperor Qiandi ate and glanced at Mu Xuanling casually.

The father and son have their own thoughts, Emperor Qian can't trust Mu Xuanling, and Mu Xuanling can't trust Emperor Qian.

"My father is having dinner, and my son has nothing to do, just to see my father...... By the way, I replied to my father, before the emperor's tomb was stolen, and the funeral goods of the first emperor flowed out, my father and the queen mother were furious and reprimanded the tomb robbers in the world. ”

It's like a child who has done a good deed and wants to ask his father to praise him.

When Emperor Qian heard this, he glanced at Mu Xuanling more, "Okay, you have a heart, tomb robbers are hateful and shameful, and they should be severely punished!"

"Yes. "Whatever Emperor Qiandi says, it's what it is, Mu Xuanling promised well.

Seeing that the atmosphere eased slightly, the conversation box also opened, and it was Mu Xuanling who changed the topic in a timely manner and said, "The son has just gone to see the queen mother, the father is benevolent and righteous, the queen mother has done something wrong, the father can still treat the queen mother well, it is really a model for the subjects of the world, the son and the queen mother thank the father for his kindness, and the son remembers ...... When I was a child, my father and mother often accompanied their sons to dinner...... At that time, having his father accompany his sons to dinner, it was the happiest day for his sons, and sometimes when I think about it, my sons are very reluctant to grow up......"

Compared with the well-behaved just now, what I said now is much more sensational.

It's called a melancholy of remembrance.

It's time to play the emotional card.

It is undeniable that it touched Emperor Qian's mood somewhat, after all, it was his own son......

Since childhood, I have also been loved by him and grown up.

"King Ling, you have grown up, and my father is very pleased. When he spoke again, Emperor Qian's tone softened a lot, and he sighed a little more, "Sit down and have a meal with my father." ”

"Father Xie..." the corners of Mu Xuanling's mouth rose, and after saying so much, this is what he wanted.

"Father and Emperor are old, this world belongs to your brothers after all, everything must not be rushed, otherwise the gains outweigh the losses, do you understand this truth, King Ling?" said Emperor Qiandi in a meaningful tone.

Got it?

Of course Mu Xuanling understood.

His eyes froze almost invisibly, and then nodded with a smile, "Erchen understands, thank you for your father's teachings." ”

How many brothers?

Oh, he wants this world, it's his.

What brothers, do you believe it when your father says this?

Why don't you see your father and his brother sharing the world?

Mu Xuanling sneered disdainfully in his heart, and his surface remained silent.

"The father and the emperor are in charge of state affairs, and the sons and daughters must do their best to share the worries of their father, and the sons and daughters will respect their fathers and emperors. With that, Mu Xuanling took matters into his own hands and poured a glass of wine for Emperor Qian.

Although I don't know how sincere Mu Xuanling is, for a moment, Emperor Qian still felt relieved.

Picking up the glass of wine that Mu Xuanling had poured out, Emperor Qian took a sip.

"Father, you can't drink it!"

Suddenly, someone rushed in, and before a glass of wine was finished, someone interrupted him.

Someone interrupted, and Mu Xuanling's eyes immediately turned cold.

"King Duan?" Looking at Mu Zhichun who broke in, Emperor Qiandi frowned slightly.

As soon as Mu Zhichun came in, he knocked off the wine glass in Emperor Qian's hand without saying a word, "Father, you can't drink ......"

"What are you doing?" Emperor Qiandi didn't understand a little, and was about to get angry, Mu Zhichun actually dared to knock off his wine glass!

"King Duan, what do you want to do?" Mu Xuanling spoke, interrupting Emperor Qian's question.

Mu Zhichun first protected Emperor Qian behind him, and then looked at Mu Xuanling with clear eyes, "This should be me asking Brother Ling Wang, what does Brother Ling want to do?!"

"Hmm......" At this time, Emperor Qiandi suddenly felt a pain in his abdomen, he supported the dining table and borrowed strength, and looked at Mu Xuanling with shocked eyes, "You poisoned me?!"

"Father...... Father, are you okay?" Mu Zhichun hurriedly helped Emperor Qian, for fear that he would not be able to stand steadily.

But Emperor Qian's face had already begun to become ugly.

"Someone...... The imperial physician ...... "Mu Zhichun protected Emperor Qian, frowning grimly, "Father...... Father, I'll take you to the Imperial Doctor......"

"You can't go anywhere!" Mu Zhichun wanted to leave, but Mu Xuanling didn't give him a chance.

With a bang, Mu Xuanling smashed the wine glass in his hand.

In an instant, the forbidden army broke into the door and surrounded the palace.

In this battle, if Emperor Qian still doesn't understand what Mu Xuanling wants, then he, the emperor, is also in vain.

"You...... You rebel...... Do you want to rebel?!" Emperor Qiandi gritted his teeth and scolded.

Isn't that just a rebellion?!

Mu Xuanling's battle is obviously forcing the palace!

But he couldn't even stand still, if it wasn't for Mu Zhichun supporting him, how could he still have the strength to scold Mu Xuanling.

It should be said that if Mu Zhichun hadn't arrived in time, I'm afraid he would never have been able to open his mouth again.

"Father don't be afraid, it's not a poison, it's just that it will make my father unable to do state affairs anymore, and he won't take his father's life. ”