through his mind, causing his Adam's apple to bob slightly.Mòyúnjǐng thought, what kind of fairy is this, that could make him so frenzied.He lowered his head and gently kissed her brow, his voice a l...Thinking that he still had to accompany his mother and others into the palace, Mo Heng was too lazy to waste his words with these officials present.

He also received the news and knew they were gathering together, attempting to betray their princely mansion, so he had no choice but to make this trip.

He was thinking, such an easy way to betray the imperial court officials, why not just let it be.

Nevertheless, his maternal grandfather said not to underestimate these court officials. Whether he could eventually ascend the throne of the Nine-Five Supreme Emperor would depend on their support. That's why he came here in person.

Since he had already made a show of making an example out of someone, there was no need for him to stay any longer.

He stared at the officials present in silence for a moment, then showed a relieved expression and slowly opened his mouth to them, "Get up, my lords. Why have you all gathered here today This prince will no longer pursue this matter."

"But there's something this young master feels it's necessary to let you all know. Had it not been for the people sent by my great-uncle who intercepted the assassins sent by my fourth uncle, I believe all of you esteemed lords would be cold, lifeless corpses right now."

Officials: “......”

Mo Heng saw the fleeting fear in their eyes and sneered inwardly.

This bunch of cowards!

He didn't expose them at this moment, he glanced at them and continued, "You guessed right, my fourth uncle did send people to keep an eye on the movements in the capital."

“My lords, your hasty gathering today suggests that this news is not unique to me, your fourth uncle. For many years, my father and my fourth uncle have been at odds. Although my father has passed away, if any of you still harbor hopes of joining my fourth uncle's faction, then it would be a fool's errand!”

In this vast capital city, there's nothing it lacks, certainly not officials appointed by the imperial court. You once stood against my fourth uncle. Now you want him to put aside his grievances and accept your sincerity I ask you all, is that even possible

Everyone present naturally understood this truth, but they had not truly known the young prince before them all these years.

...it's inconceivable that a boy, barely past ten years old, could ever hope to become the future monarch. ...

But through Mo Heng's words and actions just now, they did see hope.

Moreover, he also reminded them that Mo Hengzhi, the prince, was the grandson of the emperor and a member of the imperial bloodline.

Especially these ministers know better than anyone that the current emperor does not want to establish a crown prince so early.

In a few years, Mo Heng will be quite old. Given the Emperor's current disappointment with the Fourth and Fifth Princes, it is highly likely that the one sitting on the throne will be this Crown Prince right before us.

After all, the Prince, Mo Jiumu, born to the deposed Crown Prince, was not favored by the Emperor and was even a scapegoat. If it weren't for King Beijang protecting him, he would have been executed by the Emperor long ago.

If the Emperor wasn't forced to choose between Mo Junyi and Mo Heng as his future heir, he would undoubtedly choose Mo Heng without hesitation, rather than Mo Junyi who constantly opposes him.

The more they thought about these possibilities, the more active the officials present became, and one by one, their expressions relaxed.

Seeing their current state, Mo Heng knew that this group of people must have figured things out.

He narrowed his eyes slightly and continued, “Although my fourth uncle’s men have been stopped by my grandfather’s people, no one knows if he has any other plans. If none of you esteemed guests have anything important to discuss, it would be best to return home quickly. Should this prince leave, and my fourth uncle’s assassins arrive, none of you will be able to leave...”

After Mo Heng finished speaking, these officials immediately bowed and said in unison, "Thank you for the reminder, young master."

Before leaving, Mo Heng turned his head and glanced at the wounds on Wu Sha's body. "This prince will have someone send some top-grade medicine to General Wu's mansion later. There are still tough battles ahead, General Wu must take good care of himself."

Wu Su rubbed his hands together hurriedly and bowed, "Your humble servant thanks the Young Master."

……

Mo Hengzhi and his group of black-clad men quickly vanished from the teahouse.

After a while, making sure Mo Moheng and the others had completely left, Wu Suo finally let out a deep sigh of relief.

Fortunately, Mo Heng did not relentlessly press them about the purpose of their gathering. It seems he wanted to let them off the hook.

...just wondering if, once these events have taken place and Mo Heng ascends the throne, he will hold a grudge against them, the ministers. ...

Other officials also stood up at this time, and they all raised their sleeves to wipe the sweat from their foreheads.

From the moment the Black Guards appeared to when Mo Heng, the Crown Prince, left, they remained tense and fearful.

Until this moment, I dared not believe that I had truly saved my life.

After these officials had calmed down, two of them noticed Wu Suo standing on the side. His expression wasn't as relaxed as theirs; instead, it seemed even more solemn.

After exchanging a glance, the two walked up to Wu Sha's side. One of them frowned and said, "General Wu, are you worried about Lord Li"

The Li DaRen he spoke of was none other than Li Meng, who lay on the ground at this moment, a corpse as cold as ice.

Just now, the young master killed Li Meng in front of them. Li Meng is now lying on the ground, covered in blood.

To be honest, after the prince left, they didn't know how to handle Li Meng's body.

Moreover, Li Meng was an official with a position. For a court official to be assassinated in a teahouse and lose his life is indeed a difficult matter to explain.

Only then did the crowd come to their senses after he had spoken.

They all turned to look at the cold, lifeless body lying on the ground.

To say they weren't moved by seeing former colleagues die before their eyes would be a lie.

But in their hearts, they couldn't help but feel a tinge of relief that it was Lord Li who had first lost his composure and begged for mercy from those black-clad men.

And the Prince exploited this, using Li Meng as a scapegoat to warn others. Li Meng happened to be in the wrong place at the wrong time and took the fall for them, saving their lives.

Otherwise, one of them might be lying on the ground right now.

Although he was worried that his colleagues present would misunderstand what he was concerned about, Wu Suo still did not explain anything or reveal what he was truly worried about.

At this time, his gaze also turned to Li Meng's corpse. After a moment of silence, he spoke, "Didn't all the lords just shout outside the window that there was an assassin"

"Since there's an assassin attempting to kill court officials, wouldn't the death of Li大人 just confirm what you all just said I reckon people from Dali Temple will arrive soon."

"Don't worry, esteemed lords, about the aftermath of Master Li. This matter has been entrusted to the Dali Temple officials."

Having said that, he lowered his head to look at the wounds on his body and took two steps towards the door before adding, "I think you all should know what to do. The most important thing right now is to secure a future for the young master."

"The Princess and Crown Prince should take the King's body to the imperial palace to plead their case. Whether His Majesty will bestow the title of Crown Prince upon him today depends on your efforts.".”An Xuetang's words struck a nerve, hitting the emperor where it hurt—his past misdeeds.She didn't give the emperor a chance to retort. After finishing her statement, she turned directly to Mo Yunren...