In the imperial garden, the emperor looked at the colorful lanterns, and his thoughts couldn't help but fly back to his childhood ...

That year, Mo Ziqi encouraged him to go out of the palace through a dog hole and go to the lantern festival with him.

Mo Ziqi, you are so bold. You have been encouraging me to do bad things since I was a child.

If I hadn't been influenced by your lawless and happy personality since childhood, I might have followed my mother's temper and grown into a cowardly and weak little crybaby.

Without your motivation and encouragement, I would never have thought of seizing the throne, and would only be a mediocre and idle prince.

Without your full support, I would never have been able to fight my way out of the siege of nineteen princes and sit on the dragon throne.

Having a good partner since childhood can really affect a person's life ...

Mo Jingchen's gentle and deep voice pulled the emperor out of his thoughts.

"Your Majesty, look over there~"

The emperor looked in the direction of Mo Jingchen's finger.

I saw a square box light hanging in the air.

As soon as the fireworks went off, a small lantern with lifelike fish, shrimps and crabs fell from the flat square box.

Xiao Ye's peach blossom eyes flashed with stars, and he said excitedly,

"Wow! It's so beautiful! Master Mo, did you do it?"

Mo Jingchen smiled,

"It's recorded in the classics, and I tried to reconstruct it. Prince, if you look back, there's still more."

After saying that, the fireworks sounded again, and the lanterns of fish, shrimps and crabs fell to the ground, and then, from the box lantern, a lantern of kittens, puppies and rabbits fell out.

Each one is round, shiny, and very pleasant.

This time, the emperor was also shocked.

He has never seen anything good in his whole life. He has really never seen such a good thing. Longyan Dayue,

"good!"

The surprises in the box lanterns are not over yet. They are set off layer by layer, layer by layer of surprises. On the last layer, ten red lanterns are hung high, ending the box lantern show.

The emperor was very happy,

"Reward Mo Jingchen with a hundred taels of gold!"

"My lord, thank you for the reward, Your Majesty."

The emperor took a deep breath and spent a happy and lively year before his life came to an end.

On this day, the emperor summoned all the concubines, princes, princesses, emperor's grandchildren, and important civil and military officials to enter the Qinzheng Hall.

Mo Qingwu finally waited for this day. She held Xiao Huaijin's hand and walked out of the cold palace.

Thinking in her heart, kidnapping him with their past friendship, shedding tears, recalling the green years.

The emperor must be soft-hearted and must make Xiao Huaijin the crown prince at the last moment!

Unexpectedly, when Mo Qingwu arrived at the Qinzheng Hall, the place was already packed with people kneeling on their knees.

No one even gave her, the most distinguished imperial concubine in the harem, a front-row seat.

Mo Qingwu couldn't get in even if she wanted to, so she could only suppress her temper and kneel at the door, waiting for the emperor to summon her.

At that time, the emperor woke up from his slumber.

This time, perhaps it was a last burst of energy, and he was in much better spirits than the previous few days.

"Where is Xiao Ye?"

Xiao Ye walked out of the crowd on his knees.

"Father, I am here."

The emperor looked at him with eyes full of love.

"The ninth prince, Xiao Ye, has a pure character, is gentle and filial, and is capable of both literature and martial arts. Now, he is appointed as the crown prince."

Xiao Ye choked up and kowtowed,

"I accept your order and thank you."

Mo Qingwu, who was standing at the entrance of the palace, was stunned:

How could this happen? Didn't the emperor say that he loved our child the most? Isn't our son different from others' ...

The emperor looked at the crowd again. At that time, his vision was a little blurry. He only saw a man in white clothes, speaking in a gentle tone.

"Jingchen, come here~"

Mo Jingchen knelt forward and knelt next to Xiao Ye.

The emperor raised his hand with great effort to greet him,

"Come here~"

Mo Jingchen knelt forward two more steps and held the emperor's hand that greeted him.

The emperor's deep and weak voice,

"I made Mo Jingchen the chief and assistant minister, and gave Shang Fang the sword to kill the faint king at the top and the treacherous ministers at the bottom."

At that time, Mo Jingchen was very calm. This matter was within his expectation.

"Your Majesty, please accept the order and thank me."

The emperor patted his hand gently again, took off the jade ring he had carried all his life from his thumb, and put it on Mo Jingchen tremblingly. With a smile on his lips, he said weakly, almost breathlessly,

"Call Father~"

Mo Jingchen's heart trembled, tears burst into his eyes, and he cried out with sobs,

"Father ... "

The emperor seemed to be relieved, and looked at Xiao Ye with confused eyes, motioning him to come over.

Xiao Ye knelt down and took two steps forward, tears in his eyes, and held his father's hand.

The emperor tried hard to put their hands together, then looked up at Mo Jingchen.

"Good boy, I entrust my son and the country to you. You must supervise him and be a wise ruler ... "

Mo Jingchen choked up and cried.

"Yes ... Father ... "

Xiao Ye could no longer control himself and burst into tears.

"Thank you, Father, for your help, son."

Tears welled up in the emperor's cloudy eyes. He slowly closed his eyes, and tears fell from the corners of his eyes.

A very faint sound, like a murmur,

"In the period of Mozi, he helped me rise to the top and played a great role in my service. I was an honest and upright official all my life, and I served the world well. I deserved to enjoy the Imperial Ancestral Temple ...

He took his tablet and entered the Ancestral Temple. When the coffin is placed in the imperial mausoleum, it will be placed next to me ...

Brother Ziqi, I’m here ... "

After the emperor said these words, he held the hands of Mo Jingchen and Xiao Ye and suddenly let go ...

Imperial Physician Sun came over in panic and checked the emperor's breathing, and announced in a deep voice,

"Your Majesty, he passed away."

Then, cries broke out.

Mo Qingwu couldn't believe what he was seeing:

When the emperor was dying, he didn't even mention her a word ...

It turned out that the emperor was thinking of his second brother at the last moment of his life.

What is love at a young age? What favors the sixth house? My whole life is a joke!

Mo Qingwu stood up without shedding a single tear, picked up the confused little Huaijin who was kneeling next to him, and walked towards the cold palace.

As soon as the cold wind blew, Mo Qingwu suddenly understood why the child in his arms was called Huaijin.

Does the emperor miss the man who held Huai Jin and Yu?

One person's feelings for another person will not disappear when they are not accepted by the public, but they will transfer ...

In this life, I am just a substitute, including this child!

The small print "一一"? Who is the one and only for you?

Xiao Huan, be cruel and even lie to yourself! I hate you!

Mo Qingwu finally understood why his second brother desperately opposed her marrying Xiao Huan.

He also understood that when he insisted on getting married, his second brother made a big deal for him and wished he could evacuate the Mo Mansion ...

My whole life has been a joke.

If I had known this, I should not have walked out of this cold palace seven years ago and had this little joke ...

How hateful!

The imperial concubine and the young prince did not come out to keep vigil for the late emperor, but no one went to the cold palace to disturb them.

The late emperor went to funeral and the coffin was placed in the imperial mausoleum.

The emperor was frugal throughout his life and did not carry out large-scale construction projects or waste money or people.

His mausoleum is not big, the underground palace is also small, and the coffin is not impressive.

If it weren't for the dragon pattern engraved on the sarcophagus, no one would associate this coffin with the emperor.

The stone coffin of Mo Ziqi next to it is only three inches shorter than the emperor's dragon coffin. In short, it is not much different and it is also very simple.

Xiao Ye stepped aside, knelt down side by side with Mo Jingchen, and bowed three times to the two coffins.

Xiao Ye's eyes were moist:

It took my father a lifetime to understand his own feelings. I am luckier than him.

He looked at Mo Jingchen again, his eyes full of expectation.

"Mo Jingchen, when we die, we will be buried together, okay?"

"good"

"Two coffins are a bit wasteful. Let's bury them in one coffin, right?"

"Um"

Their eyes faced each other, with only each other in their eyes.

Mo Jingchen raised his slender hand and took Xiao Ye's rough hand.

"Let's go. Father and Dad should have a lot to say. Let's not disturb them."

"Um."

The two people stood up supporting each other, just like they supported each other in the past and were about to join hands in the future.

The two left the underground palace and came outside. Xiao Ye gave the order with great momentum,

"Release the Broken Dragon Stone! Fendi Palace!"