Emperor of the Dynasty + Spoiler

Chapter 170

"I'd rather you never had me."

As if hearing something funny, Gong Shuya laughed softly, "I don't want to be born? But if you weren't born, how could you become the prince? How could you become the heir of Great Qin?" ?!"

"..."

"Did Yan Wuwei tell you?" Gong Shuya asked her, "Is she the one who told you that I killed your father?"

Mu Congcong didn't speak, there was constant thunder outside, and occasionally lightning pierced the sky, lighting up a mother and daughter in the room looking at each other coldly.

"Yan Wuwei, Yan Wuwei..." Gong Shuya said the name twice, and smiled coldly, "You like Yan Wuwei." She brought up the topic again, but Mu Container remained silent.

Uncle Gong was not in a hurry, instead he sat upright and said, "You are here to kill me today."

"Yes." Mu Container replied this time.

Hearing this, Gong Shuya nodded, as if Mu Congcong's answer did not surprise her.

"Murong Yan, she won't live long. Have you ever thought about who will inherit the throne after she dies?"

Mu Congcong frowned, as if offended, "Auntie is in good health."

"As long as she is well, then Yan Wuwei will not bite people like a mad dog like now... Aunt? You still call her Aunt?" Gong Shuya sneered, "You think your father killed her? Don’t you have any relationship? Don’t be naive, if your father doesn’t die, she won’t be able to go back to the capital to inherit the throne even if she is capable! It’s her! It’s her and Yan Wuwei who acquiesced in my killing your father, yes She indulged! And you still call her 'aunt'?

Hahahaha It's ridiculous, but it doesn't matter, she won't live long, she won't live long, and you won't inherit the throne either. "

Mu Rongrong's face turned cold, and he said, "I am the prince." If Murong Yan died, the prince should naturally succeed her.

"So what about the crown prince? It's not up to her to abolish or establish a single word?" The uncle said in a serious manner, "Don't tell me that you never doubted that Murong Xun would install another prince. You are suspicious, I know you better than you think.

Didn't doubt it? ——Murong Xun will abolish you one day and establish a new prince. "

Mu Congcong's fingertips moved, and he looked at Gongshuya silently.

Yes, she had doubted, more than once, that Murong Xun would abolish her new crown prince.

But Gongshuya still said to himself, "Look, the Yan Wuwei you've been thinking about will slowly restrain the power in your own hands." She stretched out her hand, and slowly held it, as if holding something Something, "Compared to you, she is more trusted by Murong Yan."

Hearing this, Mu Congcong's expression finally broke, and she said, "Shut up!"

"Oh," Gong Shuya said disapprovingly, "I said it to your heart, didn't I?" She smiled, "You should be the most legitimate prince, but because of Murong Yan's appearance, you, the prince, are in danger. It became a charity from someone else, let me guess, are you grateful to Murong Xun? Do you think she treats you well?"

Her cold eyes stared at Mu Congcong like a snake and scorpion, "Don't dream, she treats you well, it's all for her own sake. In order to be with Yan Wuwei better, without any worries! That's why she immediately You are the crown prince! It is because of guilt that you watched your father be killed indifferently back then, and now you are just making up for you poor bastard!"

Hearing this, Mu Cong slowly closed his eyes, remembering what Yan Wuwei said to her when he knelt beside her today:

——"I made a promise with her that we will live together in the same bed, and we will share the bed together in death."

——"She was originally the king's favorite princess, but because I was far away from Qianzhou, I knew she wanted the throne, so I did everything I could to help her win the throne.

——"But in the end your aunt still sat on the throne, and she was the one who benefited, but I was the one who did all of this behind the scenes, so if you want to hate, hate me, hate me."

——"Your aunt and I really want to treat you well and treat you as our own child."

……

It turned out to be true, Mu Congcong had tears in his eyes and didn't dare to let them fall.

It turned out that she had been skeptical all along, and she had never dared to ask. It was really true. She was just a pawn in their hands, just to stabilize the throne and to stabilize the existence of their relationship. She didn't have the family affection she wanted. There is no love she wants, she once gave them all her passion and sincerity, but what about them?

In the end it turned out to be nice to her just to make up for her father's death.

Mu Congcong laughed in a low voice, and slowly her laughter became louder and louder, and she stopped after laughing for half a cup of tea. She opened her eyes slightly, raised them halfway, and looked at Gongshuya coldly. , asked, "Are you finished?"

Uncle Gong collected his expression, neither sad nor happy, "It's over."

Mu Congcong slowly drew out the long sword worn at her waist, the sword was glowing coldly, just like the coldness in her eyes, she said, "I will sit on that throne."

Gongshuya smiled lightly, and closed her eyes facing the sword. Before she came, she remembered an incident many years ago. At that time, Mu Congrong was only in his prime, and he loved to tug on her skirt He followed her softly and called her "mother concubine", and the man whose face was blurred in his memory looked at the mother and daughter with a smile, and wherever his eyes went, there was always affection.