To whom will the throne be passed to?
"You did this for the Queen Mother?"
Mo Qingye in Kunning Palace looked faintly at Nangong Wu sitting on the couch and enjoying tea.
Her comfortable expression forced Mo Qingye to doubt it.
“So what?”
Nangong Wu asked lazily, her charming expression was like a snake.
She sipped her lips with a sip of tea.
"Mother, son minister doesn't want his father to die!"
"Ye'er, if Mo Lingtian is not dead, you don't want to take the throne!"
Nangong Wu's eyes became sharper, and she snorted coldly.
"My mother, as long as Mo Yuxiao dies, his father will have to pass the throne to his son minister. Don't you know this truth?"
Mo Qingye looked at Nangong Wu strangely.
In the past, she was very cautious in doing things, why now...
"Hmph, Mo Lingtian must die!"
Nangong Wu's eyes turned cold and she hummed this sentence coldly.
Once Mo Lingtian dies, her plan will be completed more than half.
"You...you are not the queen, who are you?"
Mo Qingye saw the things in her eyes on her face, and became more convinced of what she was thinking in her heart.
"Ye'er, don't you have to be so anxious to break up with me, right? After all, we are a mother and son."
Nangong Wu played with her hair charmingly, and her almond eyes were as lazy as snakes, and she also brought those long fake nails to her nails.
This is really not like the previous Nangong Wu.
"No, you are not Nangong Wu! You are not my queen."
"Haha, Ye'er, are you afraid that I will eat your You'er?"
Nangong Wu covered her mouth and laughed, and a funny flashed in her apricot eyes.
"Father, why do you say that?"
Qiao Jinyou looked at Mo Lingtian strangely. Why did she say so if there is hope?
"Even the unknown ghost doctor can't cure it, I'm afraid it's true."
Mo Lingtian answered like this, and there was no despair on his old face.
"Xiao'er, you have to take good care of yourself."
"Father..."
"Crown Prince Helian is back."
"Hey, why is Prince Helian alone?"
When Qiao Jinyou heard this, she immediately pushed away the concubines and looked at Helianjue. Sure enough, he was the only one.
"Brother Jue, where is Chu Xia?"
Helianjue looked at Mo Yuxiao apologetically and said:
"I can't find her, Qian Ning said she is not in the house."
"Not at home? No, she was still there in the morning."
Suddenly, Qiao Jinyou seemed to have thought of something.
Mo Lingtian was ill and disappeared from Chuxia. Mo Qingye also knew their whereabouts many times, and every time they went back, they would be injured...
"Prince, could it be?"
Mo Yuxiao obviously thought of what Qiao Jinyou thought of and nodded silently.
"Well, it's probably her."
"It seems that God will not let me live."
Mo Lingtian smiled bitterly.
He just went to Huangquan to see Rou'er. Will Rou'er blame him?
"Father, you will not leave us!"
Qiao Jinyou looked at Mo Lingtian and believed it firmly.
How great would it be if she chose to be a doctor instead of a killer...
For the first time, Qiao Jinyou regrets her career.
"You'er, you have taken good care of my grandson and raised it to me for a fat man next year."
Mo Lingtian smiled faintly and looked at her belly.
"Your Majesty, you are gone, who will the throne be passed to?"
A concubine asked this question desperately.
Mo Yuxiao's phoenix eyes turned cold and he looked at the concubine coldly:
"Drag her out!"
"yes!"
The two guards guarding outside the door immediately walked in after hearing the order, not daring to delay any delay.
Chapter completed!