Quickly wear a female supporting role: your male protagonist has turned black again

Chapter 513 The Queen and Her Emoticons (21)

The death of the old emperor was no accident.

but man-made.

As for the edict...

It was indeed written by the old emperor during his lifetime, but it is not considered a real will.

The reason why Murong Zhuo questioned Qiao Wei was because Qiao Wei learned that the old emperor gave him calligraphy a while ago, so she asked him to ask for it, and asked him to search for more letters from the old emperor. What.

It wasn't until seeing this "legacy" that Murong Zhuo suddenly woke up.

——Every word on it has appeared in Father Emperor's letter.

I don't know what method Qiao Wei used to mess up the order and piece them together to become today's "legacy".

The will is false, so...

What about the death of the father?
In recent days, all the imperial doctors who had seen the father suddenly died suddenly. Murong Zhuo, as the only prince who was free to move, naturally shouldered the responsibility of tracing.

The results of it?
After checking and checking, they found the head of his birth\/mother Wan concubine.

What shocked Murong even more was that he learned from the palace population that Qiao Wei had come to the palace to greet Concubine Wan a few months ago, and had a long talk with Concubine Wan.

Although Murong Zhuo is not considered intelligent, he is not an idiot who knows nothing about politics.

He quickly figured out all this, and took the will to return to the mansion to confront Qiao Wei.

On the way back home, he thought a lot.

If Qiao Wei denies it, no matter how suspicious it is, he will choose to believe her as if nothing happened.

As long as she is still willing to lie to him...

That at least shows that she still cares about his feelings.

However, she admitted it so domineeringly.

Murong Zhuo didn't know how to react for a while.

His wife, instigating his mother, killed his father and put him on the throne.

This woman has always been very good at killing people with a knife. She only needs to move her lips, and she can safely hide behind the scenes and watch the show, reaping the benefits of the fisherman.

"What are you doing looking at me like that? You want to ask me why I'm so cruel and ruthless?" Qiao Wei's expression was cold, and the corner of her mouth curled up in a sarcastic arc, "Your Highness Ninth, do you know what it means to be good-looking when you get cheap?"

Murong Zhuo's hands clenched into fists.

He gritted his teeth slightly, and said word for word: "You shouldn't be like this."

"Oh? Then the Ninth Prince came down to teach me what to do?"

The sneer on Qiao Wei's lips deepened.

"The first emperor didn't abandon the prince for so long. It's not that he didn't like you, but because he was used to the prince being called Murong Shuo. This country should also belong to Murong Shuo. He didn't want to make any changes. Ninth Prince, you know that the most terrifying thing in the world is What? Knowing what should be done and not doing it. This is far more chilling than those who are blinded by villains and cannot see the truth."

If he was deceived, maybe he will see through one day in the future.

But if he knew it but didn't do it, it meant that he believed in death, and basically no one could shake his mind.

Murong Shuo didn't know that Qiao Wei was planning for him and making a decision that was most beneficial to him?
But his face was still ugly.

In any case, it cannot change the fact that Qiao Wei maliciously instigated Wanbi to kill the king.

After a long time, he said in a low voice: "You know, my mother has lived for 40 years, and she hasn't even killed a chicken or duck."

"Oh?" Qiao Wei smiled brightly, "She never did it herself, but there are quite a few chickens and ducks that got into her stomach and died because of her."

She really wanted to ask Murong Zhuo one more question, the palace servant who served Concubine Wan personally should have died suddenly, right?Does this count as chickens and ducks that died because of the concubine Wan?

Everyone bears original sin.

In this world, who is cleaner than whom?

No one can bear the disrespect of his innocent mother by his vicious wife.

Murong Zhuo was furious and left in a huff.

After this day, he did not return to the Ninth Prince's Mansion.

On the one hand, the new emperor has to manage the national funeral, on the other hand, he has to prepare for the succession ceremony, and on the other hand, he has to deal with the doubts from various forces on whether the new emperor's succession is justified, and he is busy all day long.

The enthronement ceremony was held together with the posthumous ceremony.

Because of national mourning, all the ceremonies are kept simple, and the emperor and empress put on costumes and enter the main hall through the palace gate to complete the ceremony.

Without any suspense, Qiao Wei received the Fengguan Xiapei sent by Murong Zhuo.

She was sitting in front of the dressing table, the face reflected in the bronze mirror was a bit blurred due to the bronze material.

The corners of her lips were always slightly raised.

[Host, why don't you explain? 】The system baby who is keen on gossip is called scratching his head.

It hates misunderstandings but does not explain clearly, allowing misunderstandings to ferment, resulting in a bloody plot where husband and wife become strangers!
"explain?"

In the bronze mirror, Qiao Wei's face was still somewhat blurred, but her indifferent and mocking eyes were exceptionally bright.

"Why do you have to explain? It was I who did it."

However, there was a little surprise in the situation.

For example, in addition to Concubine Wan who is eager to protect her son, there is also a great mother in the palace—Concubine Li Gui.

If Murong Zhuo had found out that Wanbi and Qiao Wei were the murderer at that time, if he hadn't been in a hurry to destroy the evidence to preserve the two of them, he would have discovered that the poison that Qiao Wei gave Wanbi was not enough to kill Wanbi in just ten days. The old emperor died suddenly.

Qiao Wei didn't think there was anything wrong with her.

It was true that she gave the poison, but no one forced Wanbi to make a decision.

Concubine Wan, she just did what she thought was the most correct thing.

What's the argument?

If you want to be an emperor, you must be prepared to be alone.

This is just...just the beginning.

"Mr. System, as long as you assist Murong Zhuo to ascend the throne, you will be done as his queen, right?"

The little baby of the system felt chills down his spine for no reason, and suddenly wanted to light a piece of wax for the hero, [Yes, yes, host, are you trying to make trouble again? 】

"Since the task is about to be completed, I have plenty of time, why don't you come and do something that makes me happy." Qiao Wei smiled sinisterly.

It's time to ask for some interest.

The system baby understood it wittily.

Well, things that make the host happy will definitely make the hero unhappy.

Although I feel a little distressed for the male lead, there is still an inexplicable sense of excitement in my heart!
"Next, I'll let him experience what it means to be a crowd, betrayal, relatives, and separation!"

She can promote him to the throne, and naturally, she can also bring him down.

The higher you stand, the more painful you fall, isn't it?

……

At the ceremony of the new emperor's ascension to the throne and the empress conferment ceremony, the emperor and empress stood in the golden hall on the second floor, enjoying the worship of all the ministers.

"Long live my emperor, long live, long live—"

"The empress is a thousand years old, a thousand years old——"

Under the austerity that was raised to the outside world, there was always a distance between the most honorable man and the most honorable woman in Mu Country.

Their hands have never been held together.

Having become the emperor as he wished, Murong Zhuo found that he was not happy.

He suddenly remembered those days when he was an unfavored little prince and he and Qiao Wei walked in the palace hand in hand.

(End of this chapter)