Quickly wear the white moonlight: Your Majesty, hold on

Chapter 151 The Little Emperor (Twenty)
"Yan'er, my Yan'er..." Wen Qing said with a sad voice, "I only have you, don't follow your father's example and leave him behind to become your mother!"

"Mother," Murong Zui's voice was very soft due to his weakness, "don't cry."

Hearing Qing's grief, he couldn't control the sadness in his heart.

"Chang Yue..."

Hearing him calling her, Mo Xiaojiu also lowered his body and approached him: "I'm here."

"Prepare a decree for me."

"it is good."

Under Murong Zui's weak dictation, the abdication edict was written in this way, and Mo Xiaojiu held his hand and sealed the jade seal himself.

"The queen mother doesn't want anything, as long as you," Wen Qing stood up, "You guys, give me all I can to save your majesty, if you can't save your majesty, you don't even want to get out of here alive!"

"My queen, please forgive me—"

Mo Xiaojiu and Murong Zui glanced at each other very quickly.

"Mother, my son loves you, and I love Chang Yue, but I love you even more."

After saying this sentence with all his strength, Murong Zui slowly closed his eyes, and his breathing, pulse and heartbeat stopped at the same time.

……

The little emperor passed away like this.

Her husband and children passed away one after another, Wen Qing couldn't bear the blow.

Mo Xiaojiu also suppressed his sorrow and comforted him: "Mother, Yan'er has been passed down to you. This is the frightened country of father and Yan'er. Will mother not guard this great land for them?"

Wen Qing's expression was haggard, and there was nothing more sad than heartbreak: "They are all gone, what's the use of me guarding this country?"

"This is the Li family's country, it belongs to the father, and it belongs to Yan'er. If you don't cheer up, are you going to let the rebellious officials and thieves sit on the throne of the emperor?" Mo Xiaojiu's voice became severe, "You don't guard This country, is it possible to let those coveted people fight around and see the people living in poverty?"

Wen Qing shook her off and said sternly: "What qualifications do you have to criticize me? You stayed with Yan'er and you didn't know he was sick. How could you know that it wasn't you who killed him!"

Mo Xiaojiu took a few steps back, as if he was chilled: "If I wanted to harm Yan'er, I wouldn't have saved him in the first place. If I wanted to harm him, there was no need to bring him back."

Just do nothing to save him.

How could Wen Qing not know this truth? It’s just that she couldn’t calm down!
Wen Qing has always been a strong woman, after a period of depression, when people in the court began to panic, she ascended the throne with Murong Zui's will and became the first empress of Jinghan Kingdom.

And Tang Wuxin's disciples of the Qianqing sect also arrived in the imperial city.

Mo Xiaojiu took the token to enter and leave the palace at will, and Tang Wuxin went to greet him in person.

She once thought that maybe the disciples of the Qianqing Sect were immortal, gentle and elegant, maybe they had a cold temperament and were aloof from the world, or maybe they were extremely arrogant and arrogant.

Unexpectedly, the other party was actually a boy with a baby face and blurred eyes, holding a chicken leg and chewing on it.

Seeing her shocked look, Tang Wuxin laughed softly: "Don't look at him like this, he is actually 36 years old, it's only because of his extraordinary talent and advanced cultivation that he looks so young."

Mo Xiaojiu: "..."

"He is that disciple of the Qianqing Sect, Yu Xin, who has a different sense of smell than ordinary people and is particularly sensitive to demonic energy."

Tang Wuxin's voice fell, and Yuxin had just finished eating the chicken leg, and his voice was crisp and clear as a teenager: "Tang Wuxin, I'm here to repay your favor."

I'm not here to listen to your nonsense.

"I know, I know," Tang Wuxin leaned next to him ambiguously, "Here, let me introduce to you, this is our former empress, Mo Xiaojiu."

What he introduced was Mo Xiaojiu's real name.

Yuxin looked at her, surprise flashed across that doll's face: "This girl..."

Tang Wuxin stood up straight: "What about her?"

"The soul doesn't match the body," Yuxin's eyes flashed with interest, "This body is supposed to die, isn't it taking away the body, but reviving the soul with the corpse?"

(End of this chapter)