After An Xuetang left, Yunliu walked in. He was still confused, "My lord, I really didn't do anything to hurt Ning'er."Mo Yunjing calmly walked back to the table, without saying a word. Yunliu thought...Mo Yunjing didn't have a single fluctuation in his heart when facing the emperor's emotional performance.

His icy handsome face gave no indication whether he was angry or not, his emotionless black eyes staring straight at the emperor.

His eyes seemed able to see right through a person, and the Emperor intensely disliked Mo Yunjing for giving him that look.

However, thinking that he really needed to use Mo Yunjing right now, he had to swallow his anger.

He was now lying weakly in bed, “Jing’er, Father’s body is failing. Look after the affairs of the court, can you help Father…”.

"No."

Before the emperor could utter a word, Mo Yunjing bluntly interrupted him.

"In my humble opinion, Father, you look quite well. I believe you don't require my assistance."

"The emperor choked, he knew very well how his complexion was. It was precisely because he knew that he instantly heard the sarcasm in Mo Yunjing's words."f course he knew it wouldn't be that easy.Before he could think further, his wife asked the most crucial question: "My lord, be honest with yourself. If you were Ye Er, and considering the awkward sit...