Pampering the outside room alone? I entered the East Palace to pass on the sick and weak prince

Chapter 443 Do you also blame me?

"impossible!"

Emperor Renjing spoke sternly: "Why did Tuoba Ye know the secrets in the palace!?"

Murong Heng looked calm.

"Why he knows this, I don't know, but this letter was originally intended to be sent to your father."

"Send it to me for what?"

"Father, think carefully."

Hearing this, Emperor Renjing had a sullen face and pondered for a moment.

Then I thought of the reason.

Isn't it a great good thing for Tuoba Ye that Dayan Kingdom is in chaos?

Emperor Renjing's face was very sinister and he didn't say anything for a long time.

Seems to be calming down.

Murong Heng said.

"If my father doubts the truth of this matter, it is not difficult to bring Mingyu, Prince Rui and Prince Rong over directly, and the three of them will confess their blood on the spot."

"Hehe...hehe..."

Emperor Renjing placed the letter on the table and suddenly sneered several times.

Killing intent appeared on his face.

"I am too merciful, allowing these rebellious officials and traitors in the Su family to run rampant for so many years! Even my queen... is a prostitute!"

"Rebellious officials and thieves... prostitutes! Damn it, they all deserve to die, I will kill them!"

Emperor Renjing stood up suddenly and threw everything in front of him to the ground.

After that, he still couldn't let go of his anger. He held the imperial case in both hands and actually lifted the heavy imperial case in front of him.

Bang!

There was a muffled sound.

"Kill them...I'm going to kill them!"

Emperor Renjing's steps faltered a few times and he almost fell to the ground.

Turning around, he firmly held on to the pillar next to him before he could stand firm.

He coughed violently.

His eyes touched the back of his withered hand, and Emperor Renjing's expression fell into a trance for a moment.

He is old.

Really old.

However, there is no one he can trust around him.

Emperor Renjing slowly turned his head, looked at Murong Heng in the imperial study, and staggered forward a few steps.

"Heng'er, you are the crown prince, you are my royal son! I have loved you since you were a child, and now that you have grown up, it is time for you to eliminate these rebellious officials and traitors for your father!"

"My Imperial Guards, the Royal Forest Army... and the King of Hanyang, yes, I will send an order to him to come to the capital immediately, and I will ask him to help you bring order to the chaos!"

"This country can only be named Murong, not Su! Heng'er, you and I are one, you should understand this in your heart!"

Emperor Renjing stepped forward and pressed his arms with both hands, his eyes flashing with fire.

"Heng'er, join me in killing these rebellious officials and traitors!"

Murong Heng just looked at him calmly, and after a while, he spoke slowly.

"Father, I have something else to ask you."

"You said."

"I heard that my mother's death in childbirth was man-made. Is this true?"

Emperor Renjing's eyes suddenly changed.

"Who told you that?!"

"Concubine De."

Hearing this, Emperor Renjing loosened his hands and couldn't hide the panic in his eyes.

"What nonsense! These are all rumors! I have a deep love for Wan'er, so why would I want her dead? I want to kill this bitch, Concubine De, and kill..."

Halfway through his words, he suddenly remembered that Concubine De was dead.

Emperor Renjing's expression was startled, and a trace of confusion appeared on his face.

Murong Heng saw his reaction in her eyes, with a hint of coldness in her eyes.

"She also said that the mother's death was related to you. You didn't want her to have a child, so you kept giving her infertility drugs, even when she was pregnant..."

Murong Heng paused for a moment: "I also used abortion drugs."

Emperor Renjing avoided his eyes and stared at the ground with his eyes lowered, not knowing what he was thinking.

After a while, his voice came softly.

"So...you also resent me?"

Emperor Renjing raised his eyes and looked at Murong Heng, filled with endless sadness and indignation.

"You hate me too. Don't you?"

"You hate me for harming your mother...so, like Su Sheng, you want to pull me down from this position!?"

Murong Heng just looked at him.

"You have always said that my mother is the person you love most. Do you love her so much?"

"Shut up! What do you know!"

Emperor Renjing waved his broad sleeves and looked extremely excited.

"I love her! I am sincere to Wan'er, and I don't want to do this. It's all them, they forced me!"

"Wan'er is the daughter of the Su family. If she gives birth to a prince and the Su family takes the youngest son to the throne, then my kingdom will be given away!"

"But God's will... Wan'er is pregnant... I want her to survive more than anyone else. I have never forgotten her in these years, and her death is not what I want to see!"

Emperor Renjing's eyes turned red, and tears gradually filled his eyes.

Murong Heng said in a deep voice.

"Just because of your suspicion, you would do this to your mother?"

"You keep saying you love your mother, but this love is too cheap!"

Emperor Renjing was stunned for a few seconds, and then looked at Murong Heng blankly.

Tears rolled down his cloudy eyes.

"Heng'er...you also blame me?"

Murong Heng's eyes flickered and he said nothing.

Emperor Renjing's voice was trembling, with deep dejection and loneliness.

"You hate me too, and you don't want to stand by me?"

"But I really love you!"

Two lines of turbid tears rolled down Emperor Renjing's old face: "Even if I don't want Wan'er to give birth to a child, after you are really born, I will feel the pain to my bones!"

"Among so many princes and princesses, you are the only one who is different. You are my most beloved and beloved son!"

"When you were young, I was worried about your health and often couldn't sleep at night. I defied all the opinions and allowed you to raise troops, let you take charge of the East Palace, and gave you all the privileges I could, including the position of the crown prince, which has always been reserved for you. For you!"

"Don't hate me, Heng'er... don't hate me so much. You are the only one around me..."

Murong Heng finally spoke.

"My father loves his mother, his queen, and his children, but what he loves most is always the throne."

Emperor Renjing's expression paused.

Then he looked a little excited.

"As an emperor, you should know how much you have no control over this position! If I don't sacrifice something important, how can I gain stability in the country?!"

"If you were in the same situation as me, you would make the same choice as me!"

Murong Heng's eyes were cold.

"I won't."

He repeated: "I can't do it, father, and my son and minister can't do it."

After saying that, he finally showed a faint smile.

There was a bit of alienation and relief in the smile.

"I have finished asking what I wanted to ask. My father is not in good health. Now I can stay in the palace to recuperate. I will share the rest of the matters with my father. This country will always have the surname 'Murong'."

As soon as he turned around, he was ready to leave.

"Heng'er, Heng'er!"

There were rapid footsteps behind him.

Emperor Renjing staggered over and ran over, as if he didn't want him to leave.

Taking messy steps, he fell heavily to the ground with a "bang".

Murong Heng paused.

Turning his head, he saw Emperor Renjing standing up tremblingly, his gray hair falling down, blood on his forehead, still chasing him with unsteady steps.

"Heng'er, Heng'er..."

The door to the royal study room was opened a crack.

Wang Defu crouched and stuck his head in.

Seeing the situation inside, I was very frightened.

"emperor!"

Wang Defu hurried in and walked to Emperor Renjing to support him, looking very panicked.

He heard unusual noises outside and was really worried.

At the risk of death, he opened the door and took a look.

As a result, this look almost scared his soul away.

"Your Majesty, what's wrong with you?"

Emperor Renjing pushed him away and took a few steps towards Murong Heng.

"Heng'er..."