I don’t know how long it took, but the emperor finally spoke: "Wen Yao, you are so brave that you dare to say such words in front of me!"

Wen Yao was neither humble nor arrogant, she straightened her back and smiled slightly: "Why do you have to believe in those unrealistic and false words?"

The emperor snorted coldly: "Since you already know this, I should have nothing to tell you. Come on, take action!"

After all, the emperor still doesn't believe her.

This is inevitable. How could a real bad person admit that he is a bad person?

She narrowed her eyes, and there was a hint of helplessness in her eyes: "The emperor is so stubborn, then I can tell the emperor that success is based on heaven and planning is based on others. If you firmly insist on killing me, then it is very likely that

In the end, you personally pushed me to the point where you had to resist. What consequences would be there at that time? Please think about it carefully!"

The old emperor's eyes were filled with haze, and his hands were trembling slightly.

"So, do you still want to rebel?"

Wen Yao: "..."

She stared at the old emperor's eyes, her eyes were muddy and restless, filled with incomprehensible anger.

The sweat beads on Mo Wuyun's forehead fell one by one, and he stepped forward and knelt in front of the emperor: "Don't calm down, she doesn't mean that, but..."

But he didn't think about anything.

After all, he also suspected that what Wen Yao said was true. If she didn't want to rebel, why would she have to gull him?

When Mo Wuyun thought of the pain she suffered last night, she wished that Wen Yao would die like this, but she was afraid that he would be done if she died.

He spoke up: "I think what she said makes sense..."

Mo Wuyun wished she could give herself a harsh mouth.

"If she is as Taoist priest said, she will definitely become the empress in the future, and the person who opposes her may not have a good ending..."

The emperor's face turned pale: "Mo Wuyun, are you confused?"

Mo Wuyun said: "Changyao has great martial arts skills and can come and go freely even in the palace. If she really wants to kill anyone, no one can stop her."

Wen Yao raised his eyebrows. He was really over-rewarded, and she didn't think much about this.

The emperor breathed slightly faster: "So, are you threatening me?"

Mo Wuyun shook his head quickly: "I don't dare, but I just tell the truth. I also asked the emperor to invite the Taoist priest to confront Wen Yao. Then the father will know who is real and who is fake!

"

His words were already very reasonable. The emperor closed his eyes and finally thought about and analyzed his mind.

The old emperor is not stupid, but he has been a little restless because of that prophecy recently.

Only after taking the Baixiang Pills can you get a moment of peace.

He lowered his eyes and said to his subordinates beside him: "Come here immediately!"

Some subordinates received the order and immediately turned around and walked outside. Not long after, a middle-aged man in a black and shabby robe appeared in the hall.

He had a beard and held a whisk in his hand, looking like a fairy-like appearance. He smiled at the corner of his mouth, and there was a scar on his face, which made the dustless aura look a little more fierce.

It also made him look a little majestic.

"I, pay homage to the Emperor!"

The emperor took a step forward and helped the Taoist priest up very respectfully: "The master is flat and someone is here to sit."

In the room, someone brought a chair for the Taoist priest to sit down. The Taoist priest was not polite. He sat down peacefully and then raised his eyebrows. His gaze looked Wen Yao from head to toe.

Wen Yao narrowed her eyes, and she noticed that there was a little unknown danger and despicableness in her eyes.

It's like a disciple who is watching a beauty, waiting to tease her at any time.

How could such a person be a master of sophistication? It is obvious that someone pretends to be disguised and is something that cannot be used to the table.

She suddenly felt a position in her heart, and she breathed a sigh of relief. If it was really so amazing, she would still be afraid to worry a little, but now she knew it was fake, so she wouldn't worry.

She turned around gently, staring at the Taoist priest with a calm eyes, and a smile came from the corner of her mouth: "I heard that the Taoist priest is a master of Taoism, who can understand the past and present, and know the past and future events of a person."

The priest raised his chin slightly, touched his beard with one hand, with confidence and pride in his eyes: "I dare not reveal the secret of heaven at will."

Wen Yao immediately smiled: "But I heard again that the Taoist priest had judged the emperor and said that he would definitely be the best in the future, but is there any such thing?"

The Taoist priest nodded: "Of course, the emperor's appearance is already rich and noble, and his body is covered with purple auras belonging to the emperor. Every word that I said is true."

"It's great, but when you come back this time, you say that I will pose a threat to the Northern Song Dynasty and that the Northern Song Dynasty will be destroyed in the future is also true?"

The Taoist priest smiled and said, "Of course it's true. I took a lot of risks in order to calculate this prophecy. This is a dead end. If you want to break it, you will only have to..."

He slowly raised his eyes, his eyes were very dangerous, making people feel terrified: "You are dead!"

Sure enough, this person came to the palace just to kill her.

No matter whether what he said is true or false, as long as the emperor believes it, it will be fine. The emperor will never allow a woman to pose any threat to him for the sake of his Mo family's throne.

"Then I would like to ask the master one thing, since you are so smart about other people's lives, what about yourself?"

She curled the corners of her lips, her eyebrows and eyes were picturesque: "For example, will you die within the next three days?"

The Taoist priest was trembling all over, and he stood up directly from the chair: "What are you talking nonsense about, you woman?"

The guards around him also surrounded him for a moment and directly protected the elder behind him.

Wen Yao smiled slightly and said, "Let's make a bet, to prove whether what you predicted is true or false!"

The Taoist priest looked pale and vaguely noticed something in Wen Yao's words.

The neck seemed to be pinned into someone else's palm, and the corners of Wen Yao's smiling lips seemed to be filled with a fierce and bloody smell.

The Taoist priest's voice was fierce: "You witch, why did I bet with you? What's more, this is a matter of calculating fortune, but it will cost my birthday. How can I mess with you?"

Wen Yao narrowed his eyes: "It seems that the Taoist priest can't do it? Then I'll make a prediction. I can guarantee that you will die within these three days."

She smiled, the voice was creepy: "And it was so terrifying that the corpse was gone."

The Taoist priest's face suddenly changed. He turned to the emperor and said, "Emperor, if this witch is not eliminated, it will definitely leave disasters."

Mo Wujun stood up and saw the men in black being murderous, and immediately blocked her.

Something happened to Mo Dongliu. The second prince has not returned yet. The fifth prince is seriously ill and the eldest prince is not favored. Now the people of the Northern Song Dynasty know that the future Northern Song Dynasty will definitely be Mo Wuyun.

But now, Mo Wuyun has bitten the bullet and opposes the current emperor, which is tantamount to destroying his future.

"Father, please listen to your son, don't kill Wen Yao first!"

The emperor narrowed his eyes and looked at him with a scrutiny look: "Wuyun, can you and Wen Yao also become the same group?"

Mo Wuyun shook his head quickly: "No, Wuyun is naturally united with his father and mother, just Wen Yao..."

What about her?

The emperor raised his eyebrows and stared at Mo Wuyun with his eyes full of brilliance, as if he wanted to see the reason on his face.

Mo Wuyun said: "You can't just erase a person just because of a slander!"

The emperor frowned and said, "I did this for the sake of the people of the world. If I kill her, I can save the Northern Song Dynasty from falling into the water and fire. What's wrong with me doing this?"

Mo Wuyun shook his head: "But the danger has not happened yet. If you kill Wen Yao now, it will cause some people's dissatisfaction and fear, and will have an impact on your majesty!"

The emperor shouted coldly: "Enough."

Mo Wuyun really had no choice this time, and the emperor now couldn't listen to anything.

"Father, if you want to kill her, it is equivalent to killing your son-in-law directly!"

The queen raised her eyebrows slightly, and there was an unexpected look in her eyebrows: "Mo Wuyun, you are now the prince, and you are still so immature. Do you want me to abolish you?"

"Top...Prince?"

Mo Wuyun widened her eyes, as if she couldn't believe the emperor's words. A little surprise surged in his eyebrows. Then, he saw Wen Yao's expression without any surprise and smiling.

It seems that many people know about this except himself.

Mo Wuyun was chilling all over, his resentment and anger became even deeper, and even his expression was a little distorted.

Wen Yao threatened him with his life, and the emperor threatened him with the position of prince. He is now in a dilemma among them and has no idea how to choose.

Suddenly, footsteps came from outside the door, and a eunuch loudly reported: "Your Majesty, the second prince is back!"

The voice was very loud, and even Mo Wuyun couldn't help but jumped suddenly when she heard it in everyone's heart.

The second prince...Mo Chengyin.

This prince is not in the imperial city all year round, but he is meticulous in his work for the emperor and is the emperor's most trusted right-hand man.

Wen Yao has been here for so long, but he hasn't even seen him. The second prince is filled with endless mysterious aura.

Everyone in the room calmed down, and the guards temporarily stopped their movements and retreated to the side in unison.

The emperor said with a serious expression: "Let him come over immediately!"

Mo Wuyun felt cold in her heart, and she felt that the position of prince she had just obtained was about to disappear.

The footsteps outside the door were getting closer and closer. Wen Yao turned around and looked at the front of the door. A man wearing a blue brocade robe and a jade crown stepped in. He had delicate eyebrows and eyes, and a handsome face with a smile on his face.

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Chapter completed!