Xuan Tianmo then realized that the arm that he had reached into his pants and scratched was wrapped up by a soft whip, and the other end of the soft whip was firmly held in Xuan Tianming's hand.

This was not bad. Just as he was planning to use his other hand to stretch into his pants, the same arm suddenly tightened, and soon another soft whip was wrapped around. This time, the other end of the soft whip was held in Feng Yuheng's hand.

"What do you... want to do?" Xuan Tianmo was so uncomfortable that he couldn't even speak smoothly. His face turned red and his body was so itchy that he wanted to die of death, but Yuanna couldn't help scratching the itch. In desperation, he had to try hard to rub his lower body against the prison door, twisting it in various ways to illustrate the itch. At the same time, he cursed loudly: "Feng Yuheng, you bitch, you must be you, you must be you! That woman you threw on my bed, you must be you!"

Feng Yuheng nodded and admitted this matter very seriously. She told Xuan Tianmo: "That's right, it's me. I took that person out of the palace and threw it on your bed. Why, I'm not convinced? Xuan Tianmo, you can't blame others, you will blame yourself if you want to blame yourself. If you didn't have the idea of ​​beating Zi Rui first, you wouldn't end up like this today. You always have to pay it back when you go out. You have done so many evil things, and you will always get retribution. But now such retribution is not enough."

After she said that, Xuan Tianming was not polite, so he reached out and touched Xuan Tianmo's body. He quickly touched a token. It was the waist card of the imperial guards commanding the imperial guards in the palace. With this thing, he could replace the imperial guards from the inside out and completely expel the power of the eighth in the palace.

Originally, Xuan Tianmo regarded the Imperial Guard's waist card more than anything else, but now he could no longer care about it. His lower body was so itchy that he wanted to die, but his hands were wrapped tightly with a whip by the couple. He couldn't even scratch them, so he could only do it like this, and he would be as shattered as much as he would.

Feng Yuheng felt that this was a good way to make trouble, so he called the guards and ordered them to use the strongest rope to tie Xuan Tianmo up, and even stripped his clothes so that he could see the miserable situation of his lower body anytime and anywhere.

When these guards heard this, they were all energetic. Most of the people who were watching the prison were torture. Today, they learned a lesson from the Royal Princess, so they all wanted to ask how itchy diseases were caused. If anyone sent in in the future, it might as well make them itchy.

Xuan Tianmo's resistance was ineffective and was successfully stripped off his clothes. Then his limbs were wrapped around a rope and tied to the wooden shelf in the cell. The wooden shelf was originally used for people's investigation, but now he was tied up and his lower body was hanging in the air. The itch was still there, but there was no possibility that he could rub it.

Xuan Tianmo was desperate and shouted and cursed, but he didn't know what he was scolding. He was a little confused about his mind due to this itchy disease.

Feng Yuheng and Xuan Tianming looked coldly and said, "I deserve it." Xuan Tianming said, "I didn't think about what kind of ending he should give him. I always feel that no matter whether it is beheading or Lingchi, it is not enough to relieve the hatred in my heart, nor is it enough to comfort the great people who died because of him. Now it seems that it is better for a wife to do it. Such a sin is to suffer, and he cannot survive or die. The best way to relieve hatred is."

Feng Yuheng nodded, "Remember to say to the guard later, watch it frequently, you can't let him die."

"Do you want to block your mouth? What if you bite your tongue and commit suicide?" The two of them began to discuss while watching Xuan Tianmo howling.

Feng Yuheng said: "There is nothing to bite the tongue and commit suicide. If he bites the tongue, he just can't speak anymore. People will not die. I am a doctor, and I know this very well. What's more, isn't it that I don't have me! Even if he steps into the gate of hell, I can pull him back. It's not that easy to die."

When both of them heard Xuan Tianmo's ears, his spirit finally began to collapse. For the first time, he began to regret his opposition to Xuan Tianming and Feng Yuheng.

Until the two left, Xuan Tianmo still howled in the prison. The guards could give orders and kept guarding them closely, not daring to let him die at all. Including Concubine Yuan, under Feng Yuheng's instruction, he also invited an imperial physician to bandage his fingers. He even woke up and let her look at her son's tragic situation face to face. This scene made people feel both cruel and enjoyable...

Emperor Tianwu woke up at noon. When he opened his eyes, Feng Yuheng, Xuan Tianming, and Yao Xian were all there. Even Zhang Yuan stood beside the bed, wearing the little eunuch's clothes, looking at him with anticipation.

Emperor Tianwu was a little dazed and asked in confusion: "Xiao Yuanzi, why are you dressing like this?" Then he looked at the others, "Why are you all here? Where am I? Why are you looking at me like a dead person? I said Lao Yao! I can't invite you to the palace on weekdays, but why are you so diligent today and you are here without invitation? Well, since you are here, let's have a few sips with me. I haven't drunk with you for a long time." He was about to get up, but as he moved, the pain in his lower body suddenly hit him, and he was lifted back to the bed.

As soon as the pain came, the memory became clear. Emperor Tianwu suddenly remembered what had happened before. All the memories returned to their nests and returned to their positions. He lay on the bed and received the information bit by bit. The most important thing was the matter between him and Concubine Yuan and the Eighth Prince in the past few months, as well as the scene of self-harm before he was unconscious. The more he thought about it, the more he was more angry, the more he felt that he shouldn't have survived.

He looked at Yao Xian and Feng Yuheng again, with anger in his eyes, and he asked loudly: "Why don't you let me die? Why do you have to save me!"

Yao Xian rolled his eyes and was too lazy to pay attention to the old man. It was Xuan Tianming who spoke, "Because Dashun needs to be decent, because once it was reported that the king of Dashun was a rootless person, our country would be laughed at." He was angry and had no good attitude in his words, and said directly: "They are not saving you, but saving this family, country and the world."

When the old emperor thought of everything, he felt guilty when he heard Xuan Tianming say this again. He felt even more uncomfortable. He wanted to say sorry to his son and tell him that he always put him first in his heart. But when he spoke again, he asked the question he wanted to ask the most: "How is your mother, how are you?"

"Hmph!" Xuan Tianming snorted coldly, without answering.

Feng Yuheng spoke, "Don't worry, Father, we have been taking care of our mother, it's okay."

"It's good that she's fine." The old emperor hadn't thought that Concubine Yun was no longer in the palace, but was worried that she would be bullied by Concubine Yuan. Now that he heard that it was fine, he finally felt relieved. But as soon as he let go, he raised it up again, and then sniffed and said, "I have no shame to see her again now, and I don't even have the face to knock at the door of Yuehan Palace. I have done that, sorry to her. You tell her that she has suffered a lot of grievances in the palace for so many years. I know that she doesn't like this kind of life. I have been locked up in Yuehan Palace for more than 20 years, and good people have to be locked up crazy. If... if... if she wants to go out and see the world outside, then... let her go! But you have to find reliable people to protect her and not let her be bullied. I can't keep her and have no shame to keep her anymore. Whether she hates me or not, I just want her not to forget me, just... it's good."

After the old emperor finished speaking, he turned his face into the bed. He didn't want to cry in front of these people, but he couldn't help it and had to cover his face with his hands and cry out loud.

No one said anything, only Zhang Yuan followed the old emperor to wipe his tears. Finally, after almost a stick of incense, Emperor Tianwu's cry stopped, but he said to them: "You all go out! I want to lie alone for a while, just quiet, Xiao Yuanzi stayed with me." After he said that, as if he remembered something again, he quickly added: "I am afraid that I can't go to court anymore. Ming'er, I mean you to be the governor of the country and resume morning court from tomorrow. You can go to court on my behalf! You have the final say in all matters in the court, and there is no need to report to me."

In a word, it is equivalent to giving the identity of Prince Xuan Tianming. To put it bluntly, it is to exercise all the power that the emperor should have on behalf of the emperor. This is great power, and no emperor is willing to let it go easily.

But Xuan Tianming was not at all interested. He shook his head at that time and said to the old emperor directly: "I don't want to supervise this country."

Emperor Tianwu was puzzled, "Do you want my throne?"

Xuan Tianming told him: "Not everyone wants to sit on that supreme throne. I am a member of the Xuan family. I have a responsibility to this family, country and the world. I am willing to do everything I can to protect the world and the people, but it does not mean that I want to sit in that position. I have done a lot in my mind over the years, and I am worthy of Dashun, so... you let me go."

This was the time when Xuan Tianming expressed his thoughts to Emperor Tianwu so clearly, and it also made an emperor understand for the first time that there were people who disdained the throne. He used to think that Lao Qi would not want the throne, but he didn't expect that the ninth son he liked the most also thought so.

Feng Yuheng stood beside Xuan Tianming, holding his hands tightly. She knew that it would take a lot of courage to say such words, and she also knew that privately saying that he didn't want the throne, which was different from saying that he didn't want the throne in front of the emperor. She didn't think that Xuan Tianming had never had the idea of ​​the throne from beginning to end. At least before knowing her, this person should still want the throne? Did she influence him?

Perhaps feeling what she was thinking, Xuan Tianming held the hand of the little woman beside her back and used a little force to make her feel her determination. Then he said to Emperor Tianwu: "Now Lao Ba has been sent to the death row, I don't want him to have a chance to turn over again. Without him, everyone on this throne will be the same. The descendants of the Xuan family have no cowards, and each one is good. You can safely hand over this country to anyone to supervise. As for whether it is that piece of material, it is a test and a fair opportunity."

Emperor Tianwu closed his eyes and thought about what Xuan Tianming said over and over again. He always felt that he was about to lose his beloved son. Could it be that he was because of his favor for Concubine Yuan over the past few months? He had no face to see Concubine Yun again, so he naturally had no face to face this son!
Chapter completed!