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The golden rubble, the garden full of beautiful flowers, flying dragonflies, butterflies, and birds are all around this garden.

In the Chaohua Palace, there was a person lying on the bright yellow dragon collapse, and he was opening his sharp eyes to look at the man sitting in front of him.

His eyes were full of tears, and his face, which rarely saw wrinkles, was full of wrinkles, and he was dozens of years old all of a sudden.

"Xiao'er, you're back."

Mo Lingtian trembled and touched Mo Yuxiao's hand with both hands, and his voice trembled obviously.

He thought that the son he had always been proud of had left him.

"Well, Erchen is back."

Mo Yuxiao replied in a low voice, and his phoenix eyes became deeper.

"Father, why did you become like this?"

Mo Lingtian rarely gets sick, and even if he does, it is impossible that he hasn't gotten well for so long.

He began to get suspicious.

"Xiao'er, my father won't live long, so my father thinks..."

Mo Lingtian patted his hand, knowing what he was thinking.

"Father, my son doesn't want the throne."

After getting along for so long, Mo Yuxiao knew that Qiao Jinyou liked freedom.

She is playful and likes freedom, if he agrees to inherit the throne, won't it deprive Qiao Jinyou of his freedom?

"Why? Is it because of Yoo? ”

Mo Lingtian looked at him and remembered the daughter-in-law with a big belly.

Mo Yuxiao closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, he was already full of tenderness:

"Yes, Yoyo doesn't like the palace."

Because she didn't like the palace, he gave up a dream he had pursued for more than twenty years.

"Xiao'er, you should know that Ye'er is eyeing the throne, and she won't let go of You'er, if you give up the throne, what will you do to fight with Ye'er?"

Mo Lingtian said lightly, with a deep worry on his wrinkled face.

"Erchen... Got it. ”

Mo Yuxiao smiled bitterly, yes, if he gave up fighting for the throne, Mo Qingye would definitely not let him go.

"Then Xiao'er, you..."

"Father, the son will not give up."

"Father really doesn't want to see your brothers kill each other, but Father can't take care of it, Xiao'er, you go back to heal your injuries and prepare for the night battle."

Now that he is in danger, Mo Qingye will definitely try his best to get rid of Mo Yuxiao.

"Xiao'er, I'm afraid that the poison on your body is incurable."

Mo Lingtian said softly to Mo Yuxiao's back.

He knew it all along, because this poison was transferred to him when Concubine Rou gave birth to him.

Mo Yuxiao paused, didn't he have a solution? yes, no solution.

So what is he still fighting for the throne?

"Only by defeating Ye'er will You'er be safe, and you will be relieved."

"Hmm."

Mo Yuxiao answered, glanced at Mo Lingtian and left.

"Evil, Rou'er, I'm ashamed of you."

Mo Lingtian looked at the curtain, his face was a little older.

When Concubine Rou died, he confidently swore to her that he would let their son live happily, but he finally broke his promise, not only let their son go to the battlefield early, but also injured him.

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"Yo, Lord Jing is back, why don't you come to see the palace?"

Nangong Wu appeared in front of him.

At this moment, Mo Yuxiao is on the path of the Imperial Garden.

Mo Yuxiao glanced at her lightly and didn't say anything.

"Why, when you go to the border gate, you forget all the politeness you should have?"

I don't know why Nangong Dance has become scorching and pressing, she would never do this in the past.

"Get out!"

Indifferent words spat out of his throat, and then Mo Yuxiao walked away in stride, bypassing Nangong Wu.

Nangong Wu's face was blue and purple for a while, damn it! He is actually as blind as Ye Shaoxuan!