A blizzard hit, the blood outside the emperor's palace was completely covered, the palace maids were dressed in thick palace clothes, and the atmosphere did not dare to gasp and squatted on the ground, holding shovels in their hands, cleaning up all the snowflakes stained with blood, and after a while, the front of the palace regained a calm, and even the smell of blood escaping from the air was completely covered.

And Mo Yin in the dormitory was closing his eyes at this time, lying on the bed weakly, and his emaciated figure all showed what kind of torture he had endured in the past three days.

Xu Jieyu's eyes were red from crying, and when they saw the imperial doctors kneeling on the ground in fear, they already knew that this matter was weak, and for a while, there was only Xu Jieyu crying in the dormitory.

Seeing the person lying on the bed, Father-in-law Gao's face was uncertain, and seeing Xu Jieyu half-kneeling on the edge of the bed crying sadly, the look of boredom in his eyes was even worse.

One or two are all actors, and their acting skills are even better than his father-in-law.

It is clearly poisonous, but it is said that it is too angry.

Compared to him, the doctors of the Tai Hospital saw the wind and made the rudder's skills to a higher level.

At the same time, after hearing that Mo Yin was not long in life, Queen Zhou, the queen of the middle palace, was in the Jiaofang Palace, wearing a serious palace dress belonging to her queen, and layers of bright yellow wrapped her figure.

There was a three-foot white silk hanging in front of her, and the palace maids and eunuchs in the Jiaofang Hall were all sent outside.

Empress Zhou did not hesitate, just like when she knew that the current emperor's identity was problematic, she still decided to marry him.

With the courage of a moth to a fire, he ended the misery of his life.

The entire palace fell silent.

In the prison, Mo Qiyu took the holy decree left by the first emperor to him, and was very lucky to find a relatively clean and warm cell, and the cell leaders inside were all respectful to him, obviously they were afraid that the holy edict left by the first emperor would make the seventh prince turn over again.

Everything in the cell was simple, only a straw mat, a table, a few stools.

Mo Qiyu stayed inside calmly, as if he was sitting on the throne, his fingers gently rubbed the surface of the holy decree, and he was also puzzled about what his father had left him within the holy decree.

He had never opened the decree without permission.

The court ushered in a great purge, and all the courtiers who had secretly colluded with the Seventh Prince were brought out, including the elderly Chen Shangshu, and the Duke of Xu's mansion, no one could escape.

The iron door of the cell creaked open from the outside, and Mrs. An, who was nearly forty years old and still handsome, walked in from outside the cell door.

"Seventh Prince, I haven't seen you for a long time." Mrs. An sat down leisurely, and the cell bosses brought a pot of good hot tea with great eyes, and then withdrew without saying a word.

Mo Qiyu looked at An Taifu with half-squinted eyes, this man was like a demon, after many years, it was still the same as then, and the wisdom in his eyes still went straight to the hearts of the people, giving people great pressure.

The princes of the previous generation all grew up under the oppression of An Taifu.

"I haven't seen you for many years, but Taifu is still in good shape."

When he left Da Zhou back then, Taifu An had such an expression, and when they met again in the cell, they didn't see the slightest surprise on Taifu's face, as if he had expected today's situation.

The oil lamp on the table blew with the cold wind, and the tea poured out of the teapot was steaming.

"The Seventh Prince is extremely smart, the minister never thought that the Seventh Prince would be so confused as to do this, the minister is a little puzzled, why did the Seventh Prince still make such a choice knowing that he would lose?"

Mo Qiyu said slowly: "Maybe I'm unwilling, I'm unwilling that my father has kicked me out of the list of heirs from the beginning." ”

It's okay to kick him out, because he has the blood of the Great Dan, which he can understand, but why did his father choose the most mediocre prince as the next emperor in the end?

Forcing the palace has always been a lifeless thing.

But it was because he was unwilling that he dared to indulge and was not afraid of life and death.

"The prince thinks about it, as the prince, even if he never returns to Da Zhou, he can still live a prosperous life in Da Dan, calling for wind and rain."

An Taifu shook his head slowly, among the princes he taught, the Seventh Prince was indeed the most talented one, but because of his special status, he was not qualified to inherit the throne from the beginning.

"Don't talk about that." Mo Qiyu chuckled and wondered, "This king is even more curious about how Taifu planned all this behind his back?" Could it be that Taifu never thought about letting the third brother continue to stay on the throne from the beginning? ”

There is only this guess, otherwise, how could the wisdom of the ether Fu not guess that he would secretly take the medicine used by the emperor.

"How can a person with impure blood become the emperor of the Great Zhou?" An Taifu nodded, and did not hide Mo Qiyu's thoughts.

Even if he didn't say it, given time, Mo Qiyu would be able to guess all this by himself.

Mo Qiyu was surprised: "The original Lian Ji dared to cuckold her father?!" ”

He is worthy of being a smart person, he understands a little bit, and he understands it as soon as he says it.

In other words, if you calculate the time, before Lian Ji entered the palace, she had been secretly married to other people, and finally there was the existence of the third brother.

And An Taifu found out that the three bloodlines were impure and were not members of the royal family, so he secretly calculated everything, in order to be able to justifiably pull the third brother down from the throne.

As for him, he was just used as the most appropriate gun at the most appropriate time.

This is surprising, his original purpose was to make the third brother never have the qualifications to stay on the throne from now on, but he didn't expect the final truth to be so dramatic.

In this way, everything he did was in vain.

This is really a sad story, the listener is sad, and the listener is in tears.

His dignified Seventh Lord turned out to be a knife in someone else's hand.

An Taifu's face was gentle, and after seeing the aggrieved expression of the Seventh Prince, he instead showed him a soothing smile: "It's not the prince, it's someone else, it's just that the timing of the prince's appearance is too appropriate." ”

He was the plotter, he planned and then acted, and since there was such an opportune time, why didn't he take advantage of it?

It turns out that Mo Qiyu is a qualified knife.

Mo Qiyu smiled bitterly: "Taifu said simply, but from now on, the reputation of this king will be even worse, and in the future in the historical records, Shi Chen will also write this king as a chaotic minister and thief who vainly plots to usurp the throne." ”

Lingering for 10,000 years.

Not only that, after this incident, it also let the people of the world know the sinister heart of Da Dan, he was the prince of Da Dan, but this time he secretly traveled to Da Zhou, and also drugged His Majesty the Emperor of Da Zhou.

As soon as this incident came out, it is estimated that Da Zhou and Da Dan will always be incompatible, either you die or I live, and An Taifu acted quickly and ruthlessly, and easily occupied the commanding heights of rumors.

"But this king is very curious, who did Taifu An choose to succeed to the throne, and he could leave such a sparing room when he made a move, this king guessed for a long time, but he didn't find a suitable candidate from the remaining princes."

The rest of the princes, the ones who survived were some old men who were older than him.

There are also those who have been exiled, and only the king of Kiyohira is left in Kyoto.

But the king of Qingping ......

Thinking of this royal brother's fat head and big ears, Mo Qiyu didn't think that he had the possibility of inheriting the throne.

Mrs. An lifted her eyelids and glanced at him lightly, but she didn't say anything.

Don't look at Mo Qiyu as a prisoner at this time, but there are no absolutes, anything can happen.

He won't sell himself at a critical moment.

"There is no need for the Seventh Lord to worry about this matter, the minister will naturally choose a qualified heir for Da Zhou." An Taifu's tone is normal, even if the person he chooses is not qualified, he can make him have to qualify!

Mo Qiyu laughed out loud and said half-jokingly: "Why bother so much, wouldn't it be better to be the king of oneself with Taifu's ability?" It is also lest the Taifu be so tired all day long, and he will be used by the king as a thorn in the flesh all day long. ”

He was mocking what Moyin had done.

Over the years, although he is in Dadan, he knows everything about the affairs of the Great Zhou court, and naturally he also knows how many stumbling blocks Mo Yin has secretly laid for the An family, and how many killers he has sent to assassinate Prince An.

If you want him to say that his third brother is really stupid to the extreme.

Mrs. An smiled warmly, like a spring breeze.

"The Seventh Prince is joking again, if the minister really has the heart of disobedience, he can take the throne of the Mo clan as early as 1,800 years ago, so why wait until now."

Mo Qiyu: "......"

I hate to admit it, but that's exactly what it is!

Don't look at Mrs. An as clean on the surface, in fact, she also has a black heart in her heart.

Such people are the same as him, but An Taifu is smarter than him and has never lost himself in power.

He must have thoroughly analyzed the advantages and disadvantages of being a courtier, and finally chose to become a courtier.

Such a rational person is destined not to be selfless enough to shed blood for the people of the world.

He didn't know if there was a second Mrs. An in the world, but he knew that this one was enough to give the world a headache.

Such a person cannot be offended, he can only be wooed, and even if he cannot be wooed, he must not be dealt with.

An Taifu's gaze moved to the bright yellow holy decree held by the seventh prince, and the look in his eyes softened even more, this holy decree was finalized after the first emperor had discussed with him for a long time when he was drafting.

In the past, he thought that this holy decree was troublesome, but now it seems that this has become the life talisman of the Seventh Prince, but even if it is a holy decree, it is also a consumable thing, and after this matter, the Seventh Prince's capital no longer has any willful capital.

Noticing An Taifu's gaze, Mo Qiyu's eyelids moved, and he suddenly regretted taking it out.

For some reason, he always felt that Mrs. An's purpose was ...... It's it.

Can something that can make An Taifu calculate, be an ordinary thing?