The History of the Empress of the Shang Dynasty

Chapter 364
Su Wanwan cursed, his teeth itching with hatred, as if he couldn't wait any longer.

"By the way, how is Your Majesty's health recently?"

Su Wanru thought of the emperor's paler and paler face, and a sarcastic smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

"It's getting worse day by day. Look at it, it will take another year or a half at most. It's too busy to go to the hospital recently. Brother, just to be on the safe side, I think it's going to stop for a while. It's been so long anyway. It's..."

"No, we can't stop. Zhao'er must inherit the throne in a legitimate way. I always feel that Jin'er's gift of marriage is not normal. I'm afraid the emperor has already figured out how to deal with our Su family, so we can't take risks. Yes. To be kind to the enemy is to be cruel to oneself!"

Su Wanwan always felt bad, for his desire for money and power, he was willing to take any risk.

What's more, in half a year, he is not sure to steal the letter of appointment, and if His Majesty really knows about the letter of appointment, then it may be a catastrophe for the Su family.

Therefore, he must act first.

Thinking about the current situation of the Su family, Su Wanru gritted her teeth and uttered a word: "Okay."

For her son, she also worked hard.

At this time, in the imperial study room, a palace man dressed in gray suddenly came to report: "Your Majesty, Lord Su has just left from the queen's place and has been in for half an hour."

Ling Ao raised his eyes, his eyes were slightly condensed, he waved his hand, and the palace man immediately backed out.

"It seems that what Mo'er said is true at all, young and frivolous, that old guy Su Wanwan loves money so much, I'm afraid he will be so regretful that he won't be able to sleep."

Ling Ao seemed to be in a very happy mood. He had just learned about the letter of appointment, and he couldn't believe that Su Wanwan would do such a thing without confirmation.

"Father is right. Over the years, Lord Su's people are about to tear down the walls of the General Wei's mansion. Fortunately, my son was prepared, otherwise the letter of appointment might have been destroyed long ago."

Standing in front of Ling Ao and talking was the Prince Mo Ling Moyu, who was foolish during the day and only knew how to eat. At this moment, he was dressed in gold-rimmed clothes, standing upright, and his eyes were as bright as stars. How could he look half-stupid?
"Hahaha, if Su Wanwan finds out that it is General Wei's mansion that Mo'er sent someone to protect, I'm afraid he will be shocked."

The more Ling Ao looked at this son, the more he liked him. Among the four sons, only the third one resembled his young self the most.

This son has a resolute personality, can bend and stretch, is smart, courageous and has means, he can be ruthless when he should, and the important thing is that he also has a heart of benevolence and righteousness, he is indeed a general.

"The praying mantis catches the cicada, and the oriole is behind. The identity of the fool prince really blinded their eyes, and made my son devote a lot of energy to other things."

Ling Moyu once again felt how wise his original decision was. If he hadn't pretended to be stupid, he was afraid that he would be harmed by his elder brother and second brother again and again. How could he let go of his hands and feet to do other things?

"Mo'er, I have wronged you all these years. When the matter is over, I will make you stand upright in front of people, and let them all see how outstanding my son is."

Ling Ao has always felt ashamed of this son, the tragic death of his mother and concubine, the persecution he suffered time and again when he was young, but as a father, he can't protect him well every time, he is really not a qualified father.

"Father, I don't feel wronged. You have taught me since I was a child that in the royal family, there are many things that I can't help myself. It is you, Father, who have endured too much pressure for this apocalypse."

His son's sensibleness made Ling Ao's eyes warm, and he almost shed tears.

(End of this chapter)