The Whitewashing Plan of the Vicious Villain

Chapter 348 Chapter 346 Destination

"Han Qingyan."

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

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

"You will be the emperor."

"Your Majesty, no!"

Ye Rumeng almost screamed in surprise the next moment.

What is Your Majesty doing? Giving up the position of the throne to Han Qingyan? Not to mention that this is something that countless people desire, where does this rebellious minister and traitor have the qualifications? She almost killed Your Majesty!

Han Qingyan was also shocked and could not speak. Her dry lips were torn open, her throat was rolling like fire, and she said hoarsely: "Your Majesty, I am not worthy..."

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

"You think I'm mocking you, don't you?"

Mo Jiu saw through Han Qingyan's inner thoughts at a glance, walked slowly to the edge of the dragon couch, jumped off directly, her crystal bare feet landed on the ground, stood in front of her, looked down at her, and whispered: "But not this time

Yes, I want you to be the emperor, so you must be the emperor."

"Your Majesty..." Ye Rumeng called out anxiously, and Mo Jiu turned back to look at her. The look in his eyes was still gentle, and he just looked at her quietly.

Being stared at by such eyes, all Mo Jiu's thoughts of stopping and questioning Ye Rumeng were extinguished.

In fact, she knew that if His Majesty really believed something, then her dissuasion would have no effect at all, and a cold look would be enough to silence her. What's more, His Majesty's eyes seemed to contain a hint of begging at this moment, and she

What words of rejection can be said?

Your Majesty must have a reason for doing this.

Ye Rumeng thought so.

But she didn't know why, but her heart was a little confused, and she felt a little uneasy for no reason.

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

In short, power has no name.

Hearing this, Han Qingyan was calm. Isn't this her current situation? The entire palace has long been hers, and many ministers have even regarded her as the real emperor. But the world doesn't know it, and they think it's Mo Jiu who has turned around.

, began to serve the country and the people.

"This is what I am doing now..." Han Qingyan whispered.

Mo Jiu smiled: "What if I want you to find a suitable heir and then hand the throne to her?"

This is completely making a wedding dress for others. Although Han Qingyan is doing this kind of thing now, it is also making a wedding dress for Mo Jiu. She is willing to make up for what she has done.

repay.

But His Majesty asked her to give this position to someone else...

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

If Mo Jiu doesn't want the throne, what will he do?

At this moment, the hearts of the two women trembled, and strong uneasiness swept through their hearts like a snowstorm.

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

The answer contained in these two sentences was so clear that both women panicked. Ye Rumeng almost stumbled out of bed and ran to Mo Jiu: "Your Majesty, don't..."

"My decision has been made."

"Besides, I've always had this idea, you know it."

You know it, but whether you accept it or not is another matter. This is why Ye Rumeng clearly knows what King Zhou did to Mo Jiu and is unwilling to kill her, because then His Majesty will have no nostalgia.

Go and die.

There was no trace of blood on Ye Rumeng's lips, nor on her face, and she slowly shook her head.

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

This sentence broke down all Ye Rumeng's psychological defenses, making her eyes red and two tears already running down her cheeks.

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

After everything His Majesty has gone through, continuing to live in this world is indeed a torture. What reason does she have to prevent His Majesty from being completely relieved...

"Okay." She responded tremblingly, "This slave will also come with Your Majesty..."

Mo Jiu shook his head and said softly: "I said, let you live with my share."

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

Ye Rumeng gritted her teeth and could only choke: "Okay..."

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

Han Qingyan stared blankly at the sharp blade in her hand, her body 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 one by one, and completely held the dagger in his hand.

Feeling the softness and delicate touch of Mo Jiu's skin on her hands, Han Qingyan felt no flutter in her heart, only the coldness and fear that froze her whole body.

She noticed that Mo Jiu was holding her hand and putting it on her chest, so she immediately reacted and retracted her arm.

"What? Didn't Master Han's wish always be to kill me?" Mo Jiu's bright black eyes stared into Han Qingyan's eyes, "Now that I have given you this opportunity, why don't you dare to do it again?"

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

Punishment, this is the punishment His Majesty will give her.

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

Han Qingyan thought painfully and desperately.

At this moment, cold fingertips touched her face. Mo Jiu, like a husband, wiped the blood that had flowed out last night for Han Qingyan. With the sweat oozing out at this moment, he said softly: "I have always wanted to be a woman."

Mingjun, after all that I have experienced, I understand that I will definitely not be able to do it. Therefore, you must fulfill this wish for me."

One moment he wanted her to kill him with her own hands, but at this moment he was placing his expectations on her.

Han Qingyan has never been so aware of His Majesty's cruelty and ruthlessness as now...

This really wants her 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 loosen 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.

Phew.

The next moment, Han Qingyan felt the warm liquid fall on her hand.

In front of me is that beautiful face, so close at hand, so within reach, yet so far out of reach...