th. He leaned back against the headboard and said to An Xue Tang, "Tangtang, what are you laughing at"An Xue Tang came back to her senses, a smile playing on her lips as she looked at Mo Yun Jing, "No...The Emperor let out a cold laugh, "Let him go Mo Yunjing, are you putting yourself above everyone else When did I say that upon your return I would release him"

Mo Yunjing stared at the emperor, expressionless.

The emperor narrowed his eyes and continued, "I've decided the fates of your brothers."

"Why" Mo Yunjing remained very calm, his gaze steady as he looked at the emperor and asked again, "Why treat us brothers like this Aren't we your own sons"

The emperor's aloof and indifferent gaze fixed on him, "You ask me why Hahahahaha"

The emperor suddenly burst into a maniacal laughter, his expression was extremely ferocious, not at all like an emperor of high standing.

Mo Yunjing wasn't in a hurry, just staring at him steadily.

The emperor himself laughed enough, and instantly his face darkened, the killing intent in his eyes thicker than before.

He stood up and walked step by step to Mo Yunjing's side, then reached out his hand wanting to slap Mo Yunjing.

If it had been in the past, Mo Yunjing would have definitely silently endured this slap. But today, Mo Yunjing took a step back, letting the emperor's hand come up empty.

The emperor, seeing him actually dare to hide, instantly became even more furious, gritting his teeth and snarling, "You wretch, you still dare to hide"

In the midst of their conversation, he raised his hand again, intending to strike Mo Yunjing severely.

At this moment, Mo Yunjing suddenly reached out and grabbed his hand. The emperor, whose old bones were no match for Mo Yunjing's strength, was quickly pushed back by him and almost fell to the ground.

The emperor's face grew even more terrifyingly grim, his vicious scarlet eyes fixed on Mo Yunjing.

The emperor instinctively wanted to order someone to restrain Mo Yunjing, but at that moment he realized that because he didn't want people to know about those disgusting past events, he had long ago told the eunuchs by his side and the guards of the Imperial Forest Army to stay outside and not come in.

Mo Yunjing's eyes were cold, he stared at the emperor who looked like a clown in his eyes, and said once again:

"Why do you hate our brothers so much And what really happened to my mother"

The emperor, too, seemed to have calmed down after a moment of thought. He returned to his throne and sat down, his cold eyes fixed on Mo Yunjing's face. That look in the emperor's eyes clearly indicated that he was seeing someone he despised through Mo Yunjing.

"Your mother is dead! The bastard in her womb deserves to die too!"

The emperor suddenly said in an icy voice, Mo Yunjing's pupils shrank. His mother was carrying the emperor's child. How could the emperor call it a bastard

The emperor finally caught his changing expression, and his mood improved considerably. He sneered coldly:

"Never expected this, have you Your mother's conduct is so repulsive. Every time I see you and your brothers, I can't help but remember how your mother betrayed me."

"Your existence, brothers of mine, serves as a constant reminder to me of my folly. How foolish I was to bestow my love upon your mother, that repulsive woman! To make her my Empress was the most egregious error of my life!"

"I now want to tear open her coffin and let her body rot in the wilderness, to torment her even in death! But alas… she's long gone from her grave."

"!"

Mo Yunjing heard him say this about his own mother, his hands clenched slightly, his eyes turning cold:

"How do you dare say my mother betrayed you And what do you mean there's no trace of her in her coffin"

"Haha!"

The emperor squinted and smiled, "I knew you still didn't know that your mother's coffin had been empty long ago. I had someone dig up her grave less than a month after she was buried. It's a pity... I was just a step too late. Nothing was missing from the coffin, but her wretched body was gone!"

Mo Yunjing's face changed slightly, his fists clenched. His mother concubine's corpse had been stolen a month after her burial

Who will it be in the end

Mo Yunjing the more he thought about it, the gloomier his face became. The emperor just liked to see him getting increasingly out of control.

Mo Yunjing, seeing the emperor's smug expression, gradually calmed down. "What makes you say my mother betrayed you"

The emperor's lips curled into a sarcastic smirk. "I knew you wouldn't believe me."

In the midst of their conversation, the emperor picked up a letter from the table and flung it to Mo Yunjing. “Read this yourself. This letter has remained unburned all these years, precisely for the day when I would allow both of you brothers to die with understanding.”

Mo Yunjing received the letter and opened it without a word. The handwriting in the letter was somewhat faded with age, but it didn't affect his ability to read the contents.

Mo Yunjing's face grew darker the more he read. After finishing, he stared coldly at the emperor and sneered, "You based your judgment on this letter's words, believing the words of others and concluding that my mother betrayed you"

The emperor smirked, his icy eyes narrowing. “Is this not enough Must I personally see these two adulterers lying together in bed before I consider it adultery”

"So you have absolutely no evidence, and based solely on one letter from him, you sentenced my mother to death You left her, pregnant with six months, to fend for herself in this cold palace, only to be bullied to death by the maidservants and eunuchs"

The emperor narrowed his eyes, "You think I'm so foolish The evidence in my hands is far from over!"

After that, he tossed the rest of the letters on the table to Mo Yunjing's feet.

Mo Yunjing pursed his lips, picking up the letters on the ground and reading them one by one.

The more letters he opened, the more Mo Yunjing gradually understood the ins and outs of the whole affair.

The emperor's first letter to her was written by a man who fabricated stories, claiming that Mo Yunjing's mother had conceived her third child with someone other than the emperor.

The letter directly states that Mo Yunjing's biological mother conceived her third child during the time she went to the temple to pray for blessings. That child was not the emperor's at all.

What’s worse, that man openly claimed to be the father of the child Empress Dowager Mo Yunjing was carrying back then.

He also mentioned that Mo Yunjing's mother had a small red mole on her chest.

He described it so clearly that it would be difficult for the reader to misunderstand.

And Mo Yunjing knew, his mother's concubine was diagnosed with her third pregnancy by the imperial physician, and the date matched the one that man had said.

This is clearly a scheme set up against his mother concubine, with these coincidences one after another, it's hard for the emperor not to suspect something.

But it was the following letters that truly convinced the emperor.

Mo Yunjing knew at a glance that the handwriting on these letters belonged to his mother concubine, it was her letters.

However, all the letters expressed longing for someone. After reading them, Mo Yunjing understood that her mother concubine had harbored a secret love in her heart all along.

and that man was not the emperor sitting before him at that moment.

No wonder the current emperor hates his mother so much, any man couldn't accept having someone else in his wife's heart.

【Author's Note】：Things at home are still being sorted out these days, but today it's finally over. Starting tomorrow, I will resume updating five chapters a day and also make up for the previous ones. In my opinion, five chapters (10,000 words) a day is not a small amount. During the female-oriented serialization period, there really aren't many books that update more than mine, so please don't be so aggressive with your requests, especially from fellow authors' accounts. There's really no need for that. Just write your own stories well. Writing your own story is important. I don't compete with anyone. I only care about whether I like my own story or not. If I like it, I will write it. If I don't like it, even if someone holds a knife to my neck, I won't write it. Master Yu only likes to quietly do his own thing. I don't want to explain anything else. If you like it, continue reading the stories written by Master Yu. If not, Master Yu doesn't force it. You must have known this by now that you've been following my work. Master Yu never does anything fake. He just buries himself in writing stories. I said so much today, hoping everyone can understand each other., her restless little hands kept fidgeting with the flame, oblivious to it.After she finished asking, Mo Yunjing suddenly picked her up. An Xue Tang instinctively exclaimed and quickly hugged his neck...