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"Han Qingyan."

This seemed to be the first time Mo Jiu called him by his name. Han Qingyan raised her head stiffly and looked at him with bloodshot eyes.

Mo Jiu looked at her, and a strange smile appeared on her pretty face: "It's time to fulfill your promise."

"You come to be this emperor."

"Your Majesty, no!"

Ye Rumeng exclaimed almost the next moment.

What is Your Majesty doing? Give the position of the throne to Han Qingyan? Not to mention that this is something countless people long for, where does this traitor get the qualification? She almost killed Your Majesty!

Han Qingyan was also shocked and couldn't speak. Her dry lips were torn open, and her throat rolled like a burning fire, and she said hoarsely: "Your Majesty, I am not worthy..."

In fact, she felt that His Majesty's words were not true, but were taking the opportunity to mock her, so after a brief shock, she quickly calmed down.

"Do you think I'm mocking you, right?"

Mo Jiu saw through Han Qingyan's inner thoughts at a glance, slowly walked to the edge of the dragon couch, jumped down directly, and his crystal barefoot fell to the ground, stood in front of her and looked down at her, whispering: "But not this time. I want you to be this emperor, you must be this emperor."

"Your Majesty..." Ye Rumeng called anxiously, Mo Jiu turned around and looked at her, her eyes were still soft, and she just looked at her quietly.

After being stared at such a gaze, all the thoughts of Ye Rumeng's stopping and questioning Mo Jiu were extinguished.

In fact, she knew that if His Majesty really decided on something, then her dissuasion would have no effect at all. A cold look was enough to make her boo and silence. What's more, His Majesty's eyes seemed to contain a hint of begging at this moment, and what words could she say to refuse?

His Majesty must have a reason for doing this.

Ye Rumeng thought like this.

But for some reason, her heart was a little confused and she felt a little uneasy.

After stabilizing Ye Rumeng, Mo Jiu turned around and looked at Han Qingyan again: "I want you to have all the rights of the emperor, but you cannot have the title of the emperor."

In short, there is no name.

Hearing this, Han Qingyan was calm. Isn’t this the situation now? The entire palace has long been her one-man show, and many ministers have even regarded her as the real emperor, but the world doesn’t know that, and they think that Mo Jiu turned around and started to serve the country and the people.

"This is what I do now..." Han Qingyan whispered.

Mo Jiu smiled: "If I want you to find a suitable heir, what if I hand over the throne to her?"

This is to make wedding dresses for others completely. Although Han Qingyan is doing this now, it is also making wedding dresses for Mo Jiu. She is willing to make compensation and repay what she does.

But His Majesty asked her to hand over this position to someone else...

Ye Rumeng felt that Han Qingyan would not agree, but the focus of her concern was not at all: "What about Your Majesty?"

Mo Jiu doesn’t want this throne, what should I do?

At this moment, the two women's hearts trembled, and strong uneasiness swept through their hearts like a blizzard.

"Do what I always want to do." Mo Jiu said softly, "Go to where I should go."

The answers contained in these two sentences were extremely clear, which made both women panic. Ye Rumeng almost stumbled out of bed and ran to Mo Jiu: "Your Majesty, don't..."

"I have decided."

"Besides, I have always had this idea, you know."

It is another matter if you know, but whether you accept it or not is a matter of accepting it. This is also the reason why Ye Rumeng clearly knew what King Zhou did to Mojiu and was unwilling to kill her, because then His Majesty would die without a trace of nostalgia.

Ye Rumeng's lips were not bloody, and the same was true on her face. She slowly shook her head.

Mo Jiu looked at Ye Rumeng with a gentleness in her eyes: "Let me go, I'm tired."

This sentence defeated all Ye Rumeng's psychological defense, making her eyes red, and two tears had already crossed her cheeks.

She wanted to refuse and beg, but she could no longer speak.

Whatever your Majesty has experienced is indeed a torment to continue living in the world. What reason does she have to prevent His Majesty from being completely liberated...

"Okay." She replied tremblingly, "I will be with Your Majesty..."

Mo Jiu shook his head and said softly: "I said that I will let you live with me."

"With your cultivation, the world can go and see all the prosperity and beauty in the world for me, okay?" He squatted down and gently wiped Ye Rumeng's tears with his fingers.

Ye Rumeng gritted her teeth tightly, and only choked: "Okay..."

"Yes." Mo Jiu replied softly, then took out the dagger from Ye Rumeng's waist and handed it to Han Qingyan's palm.

Han Qingyan stared at the sharp blade in her hand, and her body was extremely stiff.

Mo Jiu smiled faintly: "Master Han, why are you still standing there?"

He held Han Qingyan's hand in it with both hands, controlled her fingers to close together one by one, and held the dagger in his hand completely.

The soft and delicate touch of Mojiu's skin on her hands, but Han Qingyan didn't feel any throbbing in her heart, only the cold and fear that freezes her whole body.

She noticed that Mo Jiu was going to take her hand to her chest, and she immediately reacted and retracted her arm.

"What? Didn't Master Han's wish always kill me?" Mo Jiu stared at Han Qingyan's eyes with bright black eyes, "Now I've given you this opportunity, why don't you dare?"

"No, I can't do it..." Han Qingyan's expression seemed to be about to collapse. She couldn't do it by letting her kill the person she loved the most with her own hands.

Punishment, this is the punishment His Majesty has given her.

It turns out that this is the real feeling of life being worse than death...

Han Qingyan thought in pain and despair.

At this moment, the cold fingertips stroked her face. Mo Jiu wiped Han Qingyan with the blood that had flowed out last night like a husband. The sweat that oozed out at this moment said softly: "I have always wanted to be a wise king, but after experiencing all that, I understand that I can't do it. So, you have to fulfill this wish for me."

The moment she asked her to kill him with her own hands, she was placing his expectations for her.

Han Qingyan has never known His Majesty's cruelty and ruthlessness as she is now...

This is really trying to spend the rest of her life in endless pain and regret.

But she couldn't refuse, just because it was his wish...

Feeling Han Qingyan's hand loosened a little, Mo Jiu wanted to twitch her hand again. The dagger was about to touch her chest, but she reacted and was about to stop.

Puchi.

The next moment, Han Qingyan felt the warm liquid falling on his hands.

In front of me is that beautiful pretty face, so close that it becomes like this, and it is so far away...
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