King Ningjun's words were like people falling into an ice cave, and the cold and bone-chilling feeling suddenly startled the people hiding behind the mourning hall, and their eyes unconsciously looked at Hua Qingmo. There was surprise, disbelief, and doubt in his eyes, and there were too many of them, as if there were countless colors mixed in a dye vat, and it was impossible to count.

Hua Qingmo didn't pay attention to the others around her at this time, but she could expect everything. The eyes around her, the thoughts in their hearts, and others, all of them, she could anticipate. But she knew very well that it was just an appetizer and that the big meal that would surprise them even more later.

In the center of the mourning hall, Yuyang, who listened to King Ningjun say this, was annoyed in his heart, angry that King Ningjun had wronged their young master like this. But on the surface, he still regards himself as Hua Minzhi, and his face has the same pain as Hua Minzhi, and of course it also contains a deep contradiction that reaches the bone marrow.

He looked at King Ningjun, his handsome face was hidden in the darkness of the candlelight, and his lonely expression seemed as if he was born alone in this world, lonely and helpless.

After being silent for a moment, Yuyang looked at King Ningjun, his lips opened and closed slightly, as if he was struggling with something: "Father...... Father, Mo'er...... Why is she like this? Even though you and your mother have not cared for her well since childhood, she ...... But why would she do such a rebellious thing? Child, child still doesn't understand, child doesn't understand......"

"Alas......" Yuyang's words made King Ningjun sigh deeply, his eyes looked at the black lacquered coffin in the mourning hall, and his eyes were full of helplessness: "Mo'er still hates her father and your mother after all, otherwise she would not have done this." That's right, my father and your mother gave birth to her and raised her, but they never spoiled her and loved her, even if she and Jin'er got on the wrong sedan chair, her father also favored Jin'er, and let her face the eunuch who lost her conscience alone, and it is natural for her to hate her father and your mother. It's just that my father never imagined that she hated us so much that she would want our lives to pay back. But if this can really eliminate her hatred, her father is willing to repay her with this life. ”

King Ningjun's tone contained a vast sea of guilt, as well as a deep mountain of remorse, he shook his head, his eyes were full of pain: "Mo'er is still young, her father has not taught her good and evil since she was a child, and when her father regrets it, she has already embarked on the road of killing her father and mother, the consequences of this qiē are all because of her father, all because her father has neglected her since she was a child, otherwise she will definitely be an extremely filial child." ”

When such words reached Bai Zixiao's ears, he turned his head sideways, picked up Hua Qingmo's chin, and said in an indifferent voice: "Even if I teach you well, I'm afraid you don't know what filial piety is?" However, Chu Bu is really eloquent, and the Lord of the Governor is about to cry with emotion. ”

Bai Zixiao's words made the people around him feel an indescribable coldness, and they all knew that this uncertain nine-thousand-year-old was not moved but ridiculed. It's as if you're watching a clown jumping off a beam, entertaining himself.

Although they still don't understand the qiē in front of them, they can feel that when the curtain comes down on this stage, it will inevitably be a earth-shaking change.

"Zixiao, what you said is not right, Qingmo is very filial." Wen Jing said suddenly, with a touch of deep meaning in his smile. He looked at Hua Qingmo's elegant and elegant face, and then said meaningfully but sarcastically: "Really, she is very filial to you, and I am going to cry if I am filial." ”

As soon as she heard this, a nine-inch-long Liuyun needle in Hua Qingmo's hand pointed at Wenjing. On the silver needle, the light is brilliant, but there is a cold killing intent. The nine-inch Liuyun Needle takes thirty years of skill to produce the needle, Hua Qingmo is now proficient in using the internal force of Gonggong Qu, and can naturally use this nine-inch long Liuyun Needle. And this nine-inch Liuyun Needle has clearly shown Hua Qingmo's killing intent.

Looking at the Liuyun Needle, which was only a stone's throw away from him, Wen Jing's gaze didn't even move a little. On his clear and elegant face, his smile floated again and again, and his fearless posture was like an immortal who controlled a qiē above the nine heavens, calm as a cloud, calm as a mountain.

"Qingmo, now that the age is not yet when Wen Jing dies, don't scare me, I'm timid." Wen Jing stretched out his hand to push away the nine-inch-long Liuyun Needle, and looked ahead again.

In this way, Hua Qingmo did not speak, she put away the Liuyun Needle, and like Wenjing, she looked sideways at King Ningjun and Yuyang in the center of the mourning hall.

"Father, I don't blame you for this, it's Mo'er...... It's Mo'er...... She was seduced by an adulterer, and this qiē was ...... It's all her own fault, it's her...... It's that she doesn't understand right and wrong, it's that she doesn't understand morality, and ethics ......" Yuyang's voice was slow, intermittent, full of pain, full of sadness, and he was completely Hua Min at this time.

Seeing him like this, a smile quickly flashed on the corner of King Ningjun's lips. He raised his hand with difficulty, grabbed Yuyang's arm, and his voice was full of anger: "Min'er, every qiē is the eunuch's fault, it must be him who bewitched Mo'er, so that Mo'er is so indistinguishable from black and white, and does such a rebellious thing, Min'er, you must save Mo'er, she will definitely be like that eunuch, spurned and abused by the world, father...... My father really didn't want to see that kind of scene, she was just a weak woman, how could she bear such slander? ”

King Ningjun's concerned words and angry voice were simply a father who cared for his daughter. Yuyang looked at him like this, and couldn't help but believe that he really cared about his master.

However, no matter how similar the acting is, it is still acting after all.

Fake, never true.

"Father, even if Mo'er is bewitched by others, but she has made such a big mistake after all, the child must end her with his own hands, lest she fall deeper and deeper in the future, as her father said, and be spurned and cursed by the world. If that day had come, the child would have ended her sooner, lest she end up in the hands of others and die of torment. Yuyang's face was solemn, as if there was a peak pressing on his back, and the whole person looked as if it was full of hardship and suffering.

The smoky and purple five-blessing shoutuan flower brocade robe he was wearing looked like an incomparably dark ink color at this time, and the whole person seemed to have fallen into endless darkness, and his body became more and more slender and isolated, thin and hurtful.

Seeing him struggling and suffering like this, King Ning couldn't help but think back to his original self. He remembered that when he experienced these things, he was also in general pain, helplessness, and despair, and when this kind of thing happened to his son again, he seemed to experience it again, and his heart ached beyond measure.

But at the beginning, it was the mother concubine who calculated herself like this, and now, it is she who calculates her own parents like this.

In the final analysis, he and his mother are the same kind of people. Between relatives and the future of the Ningjun Palace, the choice is always the future of the Ningjun Palace.

Daughters, wives, mothers, in the end, are just things to use as footsteps.

If we need to grow, we must first endure loss and pain. One can only gain if one loses.

"Min'er, if there really is that day, you will do what you want in your heart, but now that Mo'er is still saved, you must grow to a high enough height and grasp enough power, only in this way can you have a chance to take Mo'er back from the hands of that eunuch." King Ningjun's face was full of gloom, and there was an unspeakable ruthlessness in his eyes. His face looked pale and weak, and his body lying on his side was also so thin and thin, but at this time, King Ningjun's whole head had never been more tenacious and tenacious.

"Min'er, you feel sorry for Mo'er, if you want Mo'er to recover from the beginning, you must let her return to the Ningjun Palace, so that you can have a chance to change her. But now you, standing in front of that eunuch, are just ants, and he can destroy you and the Ningjun Mansion at will as long as he speaks. ”

King Ning Jun's voice was cold, and every word was ruthlessly revealing the facts that everyone knew. He looked at Yuyang, with unspeakable determination and firmness in his eyes: "Min'er, power and status, you must have, as long as you want Mo'er to recover as before, you must become stronger, otherwise you will be trampled on at will after all." ”

Yuyang was shocked for a moment by King Ningjun's tone, and he was even more surprised in his heart. He never expected that this King of Ningjun would also have such a decisive moment, it seems that they like to hide themselves, and they like to cover the edge, not only their young masters.

No wonder they had to work so hard to perform this scene. A lion who has lost his fangs and claws, if he finds them, will be the best among lions, and of course it will be a mountain of obstacles.

However, they are young masters, and I am afraid that they like to enjoy the obstacles and troubles of the road, otherwise how could they take such trouble to help the lion recover what he has lost.

"Father, the child knows that the child is just an ant in front of the nine thousand years old. The child also wants Mo'er to return to the Ningjun Palace, like an ordinary woman, marry an ordinary husband, and love the husband and wife for a lifetime, but ......" Yuyang laughed self-deprecatingly, his voice was so mocking and contemptuous, he raised his hand and looked at his slender fingers, his eyes and smile were indifferent and helpless.

He was silent for a moment, suddenly clenched his hand, shook his head a little mechanically, and gritted his teeth even more: "The child is not a person who can ascend to power after all, even if he has the heart, but after all, he is powerless, and the father and the child are ......."

Before Yuyang's words were finished, he was blocked by King Ningjun: "Nonsense, you are the heir of Ningjun Palace, how can you be powerless, as long as you want to, you will definitely be able to." That eunuch can climb from a small eunuch to a high position step by step, and become nine thousand years old. Then as a descendant of the county king's mansion, there is nothing like him, and you can naturally achieve yourself. ”

As soon as King Ning Jun's words were finished, panicked footsteps suddenly came from outside the door. When I looked up, I saw Hua Xu and Acacia coming over with panicked faces, and there seemed to be tears in their eyes.

The two quickly came to Yuyang and King Ningjun, and knelt down with a slight trembling body.

"The prince of the county, the eldest son of the king, and the lady...... Mrs. She...... She ......"

Seeing Hua Xu and Acacia spitting like this, Yuyang's face showed unspeakable fear, he leaned over slightly, grabbed Acacia's arm, looked at her tightly, and his voice was extremely eager: "What's wrong?" What happened to Mo'er? ”

"Madame...... Madame, she had just suddenly begun to vomit blood, and soon after that she was out of breath, the doctor said...... The imperial doctor said that the lady was poisoned into the five internal organs, and the medicine stone was ineffective, and she had already gone. ”