GBP Chapter 112 The Cruel Little Liar
Chapter 112 The Cruel Little Liar
"My royal brother would never do such a thing." Mo Ling's eyes were calm, and he stated the facts as if these changes had never happened.
"Yiran, please get up. I am not blaming you. It's just that Qingqing has blocked a knife for me. I don't believe he can poison me! And first Wen Chu robbed the grain in Changning, and then some of the grain appeared in Jiangcheng and was intended to be transported to the northern border. Then Bai Yunjin reported that the Grand Tutor's men were found in Feihua Tower, and Qingqing passed the news to the Grand Tutor, and then poisoned me. Don't you think, Yiran, that all this is too coincidental?"
"It seems that there is a hand in the dark, controlling the situation, trying to turn me and the Grand Tutor against each other. The Grand Tutor gave me another great gift. On the Grand Tutor's side, the person behind the scenes is a prince. But I don't believe anyone. The only person I can believe is Yi Ran."
Yan Yiran stood up and lowered his eyes, his emotions undetectable: "I swear to follow your majesty till death."
A pale smile appeared on Mo Ling's face: "I know that I have known Yiran for more than 20 years, so I know Yiran well. Mingqing will not harm me, so I'd better let Yiran investigate the matter of Mingqing poisoning me, and I will feel at ease."
A trace of self-mockery flashed in Yan Yiran's eyes, and a bitter smile hung on the corner of his mouth: "Yes!"
A young eunuch hurried in from outside the door: "Your Majesty, the head of the Ministry of Punishment wants to see you, saying that the Ministry of Punishment has made a major discovery in the case of Xiao Qizi's regicide!"
Mo Ling coughed lightly and said, "Send it."
The young eunuch brought in not only the director of the Ministry of Punishment, but also a man covered in blood and with a dishevelled appearance.
"Your Majesty, long live your Majesty."
Mo Ling leaned back in his chair, closed his eyes and did not look at the person who came.
"Stand up! What's the matter?"
The head of the Ministry of Punishment said resolutely, "Your Majesty, the Ministry of Punishment has discovered that your Majesty's rescue was most likely done intentionally."
Mo Ling suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes were stern: "What did you say?"
The head of the Ministry of Punishment bowed and said, "I have interrogated him many times, and he finally couldn't stand the punishment of the Ministry of Punishment and told the truth. The Grand Tutor had done him a favor in the early years, and he helped your Majesty pass the message to the Grand Tutor in order to repay the favor."
At this point, the Chief of the Ministry of Punishment looked at the man on the ground and said, "Why don't you tell His Majesty everything you know!"
The man was shaking all over, his voice was not loud but his words were clear, and every word hit Mo Ling hard in his heart.
"I overheard the person who asked me to pass on the message saying that because you leaked the news about Xuanshi Palace, in order to prevent His Majesty from suspecting you, the Grand Master asked you to do something that would make His Majesty trust him more. You also asked someone to bring in the dagger, and I handed it to you personally."
Mo Ling's face was very calm, but his hands behind his back had already been clenched into fists, and were even trembling a little.
His cold eyes seemed to want to peel off the skin and pull out the tendons of people. He said coldly with a gloomy face: "Slandering your Excellency is a serious crime. You should think clearly before you speak."
The man knocked his head to the ground with a bang and said, "Every word I said is true, there is absolutely no deception! Your Majesty also gave Xiao Qizi a large sum of money, everyone in Qianyuan Palace knows it! And these are all the messages between your Majesty and me, your majesty, please have someone verify their authenticity. I know that I have committed a serious crime, I only ask your majesty to give me a quick death!"
The head of the Ministry of Punishment presented a box to Yan Yiran, who took it, opened it, and frowned, saying, "Your Majesty! This is indeed the usual way for the Grand Tutor to deliver messages."
Mo Ling was silent for a while before he asked softly, "Are you sure?"
Yan Yiran lowered his eyes, hiding the emotions in them, and said in a resounding voice: "I am sure."
At this time, the head of the Ministry of Punishment said, "I found out that your Majesty had asked the Imperial Kitchen to buy some watermelons. After tracing the situation, I finally found that the dagger was hidden in the watermelon and brought to the palace. There are both witnesses and evidence. Please, Your Majesty, issue an order to arrest your Majesty."
Mo Ling suddenly remembered that before Xiao Qizi assassinated him, she had said that the dessert Ming Qing had specified was called watermelon smoothie.
So was all this really staged by Ming Qing himself, just to win his sympathy and reduce the suspicion that he leaked the secret letter from Xuanshi Hall? Was all the things Ming Qing said in the past true? Or maybe none of them were true.
"I understand, please step back."
The head of the Ministry of Punishment was stunned for a moment, thinking that perhaps His Majesty had not heard clearly, and said again: "Your Majesty, this was done intentionally by your Majesty. Please issue an order to arrest your Majesty."
Mo Ling raised his eyes and glanced at him nonchalantly: "I say, step down."
The head of the Ministry of Punishment felt a chill down his spine: "I'll take my leave."
The head of the Ministry of Punishment quickly led the man out. Mo Ling rubbed his forehead and said softly, "Yiran, please leave as well. I am tired."
The self-mockery in Yan Yiran's eyes became even more intense. He bowed to Mo Ling and disappeared.
Finally, Mo Ling was the only one left in the inner hall of Xuanshi Palace. He propped up his head and closed his eyes.
He had never been so confused before. If Mingqing had lied to him about everything that happened in the past, then what was the relationship between him and Mingqing?
How much of the story about Ming Qing, who is as bright as fire and willing to protect him with her own life in times of crisis, is true and how much is false?
Little liar!
Mo Ling didn't want to believe that Ming Qing would poison him, but all the evidence pointed to Ming Qing. Whether he was assassinated or poisoned, it was inseparable from Ming Qing.
Ming Qing was just like King Zhao did back then, dealing him a fatal blow when he trusted them the most.
Mo Ling recalled what the imperial physician had said at that time. If Yi Ran had not discovered his poisoning in time this time, he would have been in danger. At best he would have been unconscious for three to five months, or at worst his life would have been in danger.
Mo Ling felt more and more ridiculous. He had already suffered a loss, but he still fell into Ming Qing's trap.
When he first returned to the palace, he wanted to make Mingqing the queen, but the imperial censors disagreed, so he could only settle for the next best thing and make Mingqing the noble lord. He was afraid that Mingqing would feel wronged, so he deliberately let Mingqing hold the phoenix seal, but he didn't expect Mingqing to repay him like this.
This was the first time he truly put someone at the top of his heart, and the first time he was moved in all these years. But in the end, his sincerity was misplaced, and his true feelings were wasted.
Mo Ling had a hint of sneer on his face. Ming Qing, that little liar, had deceived him so badly. He knew that the little liar didn't tell the truth, but he still believed the little liar! He thought that even if the little liar's mouth could deceive people, his feelings couldn't. Every time the little liar looked at him, his eyes were filled with sparkling stars, more brilliant than the fireworks during the New Year.
He was inevitably attracted and indulged himself in it willingly. He stubbornly believed that as the emperor of Dai Viet, he could give Ming Qing whatever he wanted, as long as Ming Qing could always love him so passionately and brilliantly.
There has been no true love in the imperial family since ancient times, and he has never expected any feelings. But Ming Qing is like a fiery little sun, stubbornly diving into his arms, making his originally lifeless heart hot again, and then using ice water to instantly extinguish his finally ignited heart. What a cruel little liar!