The irascible and mad concubine whose soul traveled through ancient times has room

Mo Chenyuan nodded, then slowly stood up, patted the corners of his clothes, and ignored the emperor who was lingering on the ground.

He walked straight to the center of the hall and said coldly.

"Just now, your family is already under the control of this king. If you want to survive, submit obediently and hand over your rights, you can still be like before.

Who are you and what have you done in the past? I will no longer hold you accountable. "

After speaking, Mo Chenyuan glanced at the people below who had different thoughts.

Hearing what Mo Chenyuan said, everyone was shocked. Their families were in the hands of the other party?

Are you forcing yourself to surrender? But then I thought again, this is also a chance of survival.

They were really afraid. They were afraid that Mo Chenyuan, a lunatic, would go crazy and massacre all the ministers on the spot.

The ministers knelt down one after another. After thinking about it, this was not a bad idea. It would save their lives and the regent could forget about it.

"Your Majesty, spare your life, Your Majesty, please spare your life. We are willing to submit to the Regent. Please spare our lives."

When Mo Chenyuan saw that the middle-aged man was so understanding, he knew that he had shocked everyone.

The corners of his mouth lifted slightly,

"The emperor has been seriously ill for many years and died suddenly today. He will choose a new emperor on another day. If there are any rumors from the outside world, then you all will go down and be buried with the late emperor. Do you understand?"

Hearing what the regent said, everyone didn't understand what the regent meant?

But in this situation, I was so scared that I still dared not to listen and knelt down and kowtowed.

"Yes Yes Yes."

Mo Chenyuan did not let people go immediately.

Instead, he locked the people in the palace for three full days. Within these three days, all the matters were resolved.

Subsequent matters were directly handed over to Mo Zhiyan. The sudden death of the emperor was no small matter. The whole country mourns!

Chu Moyan's letter to Wen Ning confessed all the emperor's conspiracies.

Therefore, the final words can still save a life. Although Wen Ning understands the principle of eradicating the roots,

But as long as Wen Ning holds the power firmly in his hands, he has nothing to worry about.

What are the unreasonable thoughts in the last words? Besides, he has the heart, but he doesn’t have the strength either.

This truth is naturally clear to the end, so these days, he has been doing things according to Wen Ning's instructions honestly.

There was also Mo Zhihan, who was directly executed on the spot for treason.

As for Li Rou'er, Wen Ning directly ordered that she be imprisoned in the Second Prince's Mansion and never come out. Wen Ning thought, there is nothing more torturous than this.

Later, Wen Ning went to the Second Prince's Mansion to ridicule him, and imprisoned him here until he grew old.

Just half a month after the emperor's funeral, everyone thought that the regent would ascend the throne as emperor.

But what they didn't expect was that the regent actually let the eldest prince Mo Zhiyan ascend the throne.

Although everyone didn't understand why the regent didn't do it himself when accepting the worship of hundreds of officials, but Mo Zhiyan was just a puppet emperor, so everyone still had some idea.

Mo Chenyuan was busier every day, while Wen Ning was doing nothing every day. At this time,

News came from the Lin family that Lin Zhong had been heartbroken by the royal family, so he decided to stay in Anyang and not return to Beijing.

Wen Ning also respects the other party's choice. Anyway, there are servants in the Anyang Regent's Palace to take care of him, and the Shen family also takes care of him. Wen Ning wasn't worried either.

Drink tea, enjoy flowers, and occasionally return to Black Bear Mountain to stay with Wen Youting for two days.

The life was quite pleasant, and the court was slowly getting on the right track.

On this day, Mo Chenyuan was having breakfast with Wen Ning. When he saw the porridge and side dishes on the table, Wen Ning's appetite was greatly increased.

Just when Wen Ning picked up the bowl and was about to take a sip of porridge, Dong Xue brought the last dish of old duck soup to the table.

As soon as he saw the old duck soup on the table, Wen Ning felt a wave of nausea, and all his appetite disappeared in an instant.

He couldn't help but cover his mouth and retched. Seeing Wen Ning like this, Mo Chenyuan was shocked. His face was visibly ugly.

He quickly stood up and came to Wen Ning's side, gently holding Wen Ning's back.

"Aning, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"

Wen Ning gradually calmed down, pointed to the old duck soup on the table, and waved his hand.

"Take it away quickly."

Seeing Wen Ning's appearance, Dongxue quickly picked up the old duck soup on the table, handed it to the maid next to her, and asked someone to quickly take it down.

After the maidservant disappeared from Wen Ning's sight while carrying the old duck soup, Wen Ning slowly calmed down.

Mo Chenyuan still looked at Wen Ning worriedly.

"Aning, what's wrong with you?"

Wen Ning waved his hand.

"I just suddenly felt sick."

Mo Chenyuan quickly told Dongxue to ask for the doctor. Dongxue also knew that there could be no delay, so she quickly turned around and ran out the door.

Wen Ning looked at the porridge and side dishes on the table and lost his appetite.

Mo Chenyuan grabbed Wen Ning's hand nervously, fearing that something would happen to Wen Ning.

Wen Ning smiled and patted the back of Mo Chenyuan's hand.

"Why are you so worried? I'm fine. Have you forgotten that I am a doctor myself?"

Mo Chenyuan was not comforted by Wen Ning's words.

“A healer does not heal himself.”

Wen Ning smiled, stroked his pulse, and said with a smile.

"Who said that?"

Before he finished speaking, Wen Ning froze, his eyes wide open.

Seeing Wen Ning's reaction, Mo Chenyuan was frightened.

"Aning, what happened?"

Wen Ning came back to his senses and stared straight at Mo Chenyuan. Looking at Mo Chenyuan's anxious expression, Wen Ning calmed down.

"Then Mo Chenyuan, you, you, you might be going to be a father?"

Mo Chenyuan was also stunned and looked directly at Wen Ning.

"Ah, Aning, what did you say?"

Wen Ning swallowed and stared at Mo Chenyuan.

"I said you might be going to be a father."

Mo Chenyuan's eyes slowly moved to Wen Ning's belly.

But he still asked again in disbelief.

"The king is going to be a father. Aning, are you pregnant?"

Wen Ning nodded solemnly. The sudden news left Wen Ning at a loss as to what to do.

After receiving Wen Ning's confirmed answer, Mo Chenyuan was filled with joy and stood up suddenly. He grabbed Wen Ning. He took Wen Ning into his arms and held him very tightly.

"Really? Is this king really going to be a father?"

Wen Ning was helpless.

"Yes, you are going to be a father."

"Hahaha, great, great, I am going to be a father, Uncle Wang. Did you hear that? I am going to be a father."

The butler standing aside naturally heard the conversation between the two, and he couldn't hide the smile on his face.

"I heard it, I heard it. There is going to be a young prince in the prince's palace. It's great, it's great."

After hearing what the housekeeper said, Mo Chenyuan corrected him seriously.

"Who said it belongs to the young prince? It belongs to the young princess."

The housekeeper was stunned for a moment, then realized what he was doing and nodded quickly.

"Yes, yes, little princess, little princess is good, little princess is good."