Chasing Husband Diary

Three days later, Mo Che was invited out of the water prison. The person who came was the servant of the Emperor of Heaven, and his attitude was respectful, uncharacteristically.

It was only when he arrived at Xuanji Palace that he realized that it was the Heavenly Emperor who was dying and wanted to see him and ordered someone to bring him here.

Retribution came faster than expected.

In fact, he was not as indifferent as he imagined, what was in front of him was not the majestic Emperor of Heaven, but his father who was dying of illness.

Facing this old man who turned white all night, he was inevitably a little sad and disappointed.

Hate is also hate. In the name of the common people, the Emperor of Heaven has done so many evil things, ruined his beloved, drove Yufu into the abyss, and forced him to take over the mess of the heavens, and put him on the commanding heights. If you can't come down, how can you not hate?

But he had to accept that only by gaining more power could he break Wan Fu's accusation, save Yu Fu, and let him return to the position of God. Heaven is his home, and no one has the right to drive him away.

At this moment, it is a good thing for the Heavenly Emperor to die and Mo Che to ascend the throne.

At least Taibai thinks so.

No one knew what Mo Che was thinking. He stood quietly in front of the couch, staring deeply at the Heavenly Emperor who barely supported himself and sat up. His pupils were as black as ink, without any waves or ripples, and no emotion could be seen.

At this time, the Emperor of Heaven is still carefully maintaining that high, undeniable coercion.

All the servants in the bedroom were sent away, only the Queen of Heaven took care of him, and the priest who brought him in also withdrew under the signal of the Emperor of Heaven.

Three people, relatively silent.

Tianhou helped the Emperor to sit up, not daring to let go. The Emperor sat upright, with his hands on his knees, and looked directly at Mo Che with his cloudy eyes.

He refused to kneel to him, nor did he force him.

Mo Che's injuries hadn't healed yet, and he looked extremely embarrassed, but he couldn't hide his unyielding arrogance and the overwhelming resentment in his eyes no matter what.

He hated the God of Heaven.

The Heavenly Emperor clutched his chest and coughed violently. The Queen of Heaven handed over the handkerchief, and he spat out a mouthful of blood, which stained the snow-white handkerchief red. Even the Queen of Heaven's hand was stained with blood, but she couldn't care less, anxiously He asked, "Your Majesty, are you alright?"

When Mo Che saw this, there was a trace of fluctuation in his cold eyes, which seemed to be a flustered expression.

The Emperor of Heaven waved his hand, took a few breaths, and looked at Mo Che again. After the heat in his heart calmed down and his body regained some strength, he said slowly, "Che'er, you can blame me for depriving Yufu of his spirit." Take down Zhuxian Terrace."

Mo Che pursed his lips, without saying a word, staring fixedly at him, his eyes were red and filled with anger.

The Emperor of Heaven sighed silently, and said earnestly, "Don't blame me, everything I do is for the sake of the world, for my people, and for you, that Yufu is your fate, if you keep him, there will be trouble in the future." Infinity is a disaster for you and the Celestial Clan."

Hearing this, Mo Che was furious, furious, and said through gritted teeth, "He has guarded the Liuguang mirror all his life, endured thousands of years of loneliness, worked hard, and dedicated himself to the Celestial Clan. The absurd words put him to death. Ask yourself, don’t you feel guilty? Are you worthy of him? Are you worthy of the Great Desolate God? The majestic Emperor of Heaven listened to slander and killed innocent people indiscriminately. "

Mo Che became more and more agitated, and he roared out the next few words with a blushing face.

The Emperor of Heaven also had a stubborn temper, he was soft but not hard, his own son disobeyed him so much, he spat out another mouthful of blood, clutched his chest, his face was pale, he looked sick and weak at the end of his life.

He stretched out his trembling hand, pointed at Mo Che, blushed with anger, and scolded angrily, "I let go of the dignity of the emperor of heaven, did something to use power for personal gain, endured others poking my spine, pointing at me, and tried everything possible to get rid of that evil star. It's all because of you, you don't know what's good and what's wrong, you're so rebellious, you're a son of man in vain!"

Mo Che snorted coldly, and said coldly, "I am a son of man in vain, what about you? Have you fulfilled your responsibilities as a father? Have you ever cared about me for so many years? In your eyes, I am nothing more than your reinforcement A tool of power, it comes when it is called, and it goes away when it is waved."

"Niezi!" The Emperor of Heaven cursed angrily, and threw the unfinished medicine bowl towards him. He dodged sideways, and the white jade bowl fell to the ground and broke into pieces, just like the relationship between their fathers. Parted ways, irreparable.

Tian Hou hurriedly stepped forward to comfort him softly, patted him on the back lightly, the father and son were at war with each other, fire and water were at odds, she didn't know what to say, she was afraid that it would add fuel to the fire, she pinched the handkerchief, covered her mouth, stood Weeping silently on the sidelines, tears streaming down like rain.

The Heavenly Emperor took a few deep breaths and gradually calmed down. In just a few words, he figured out something. Now that he is dying, he really shouldn't be angry with Mo Che, and the Celestial Clan will be handed over to him .

So, he softened his tone, and said to him in a gentle manner as an elder, "Che'er, maybe what I did was a bit inappropriate, but it is also a helpless act of Aizi's heart, and you will understand in the future , there are many difficulties in being a father and a king. I am running out of time, and everything I have done in the past will disappear with my fall. Don't be obsessed with this anymore. I hope you will be behind me and take charge of the heavens. For the benefit of the common people, for the sake of the Three Realms."

If he is too hard, he will be soft. He hasn't gotten along with him for many years, and he can't figure out Mo Che's habits. After only a few days of negotiation, he only feels that his temper is very stubborn. Eighteen horses will not turn back when he decides something , exactly the same as when he was young.

Moreover, except for Yu Fu, Mo Che never showed any interest in anything.

After he finished speaking, he let out a long sigh, some white hair appeared on his sideburns, wrinkles gradually appeared at the corners of his eyes, and the vitality in his body disappeared little by little.

Gods are immortal, but when they die, they are just fragile mortal wombs.

At this moment, the Emperor of Heaven is just a helpless ordinary old man, trying his best to take care of everything, paving the way for the child, and only wishing his son to become a dragon, but his son is not with him, resents him, hates him, and has no regrets Affection.

He has been proud all his life, and there are times when he is at a loss.

"Heh..." Mo Che smiled disdainfully upon hearing this.

"What are you laughing at?" The Heavenly Emperor asked in a deep voice, a little annoyed.

He begged him in such a low voice and held back his temper, but Mo Mo Che was not only ungrateful, but also frivolous and dismissive, which prevented him from stepping down.

"Why do you think that you can convince me to be trapped in the heaven forever with a few words of pretentious posture? You killed the person I love, and I will never forget this hatred. As for the survival of the heavenly clan, what has it to do with me? You can Die right away, I will definitely watch your great cause fend for itself, destroyed once, I swore since I was a child, never to be a person like you, selfish, and secretly more selfish than anyone else."

"Che'er!" The Emperor of Heaven was very angry, as if he was dying, his breathing became weaker and weaker. The Empress was anxious and wanted to find a doctor, but was stopped by the Emperor of Heaven.

She couldn't listen anymore, and cried and shouted at Mo Che, "How can you talk to your father like that? He has worked so hard for the heavens all his life, and even risked his life. Who else can do this? How can you accuse him of being selfish? It's simply treason."

Mo Che kept silent with a cold face. After all, he was conceived in October, and the person who gave birth to him still had some respect for Tianhou.

"Hahaha..." The Heavenly Emperor suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed loudly, and shouted, "Okay, as expected of my son, he has backbone, but you are still too tender, Che'er, you have no choice, the position of Heavenly Emperor, you want You have to have it, you have to have it if you don’t, as long as you have a weakness, you will be the one who falls behind.”

Mo Che stared at him suddenly with sharp eyes, and asked coldly, "What do you mean by that?"

The Emperor of Heaven covered his lips and coughed twice, his eyes showed indifference of contempt, and he said lightly, "Your weakness is that man, as long as he is reincarnated for a day, you can't leave the heaven, otherwise, he will definitely die. His life has long been tied to the Heaven Realm, the death of the Heaven Realm and the death of Yu Fu are his fate, so not only will you not leave, but you will also desperately protect the Celestial Clan because you are reluctant to see that man die."

"What did you do?" Mo Che clenched his fists, gritted his teeth, and asked sharply.

The Emperor of Heaven laughed again, and the cold wind entered his body. His face was pale from choking, and his face showed a smug expression. He said word by word, "Do you think I don't know what you are planning in your heart? You want to let him die after I die. Returning to the god position, I tell you, it is impossible, I cast a spell on him, so that he will live and die with the heavenly clan forever, this spell, no one can break it, only I can solve it."

"Hahaha..." His smile became strange and his face was ferocious, "Also, I will sacrifice my life and curse you with righteousness. I will never be together forever, otherwise, Yufu will be tortured. Die badly."

The fall of a god will produce incredible power, and his curse is terrifying, not to mention, this person is the emperor of heaven, the lord of the heavens.

He is always good at dominating everything, playing with everyone, and everything in the world is his pawn.

"Despicable!" Mo Che was so angry that he flew over and grabbed his neck. The Heavenly Emperor was weak and almost suffocated, unable to resist.

"Mo Che, let go! Do you want to kill your father!" Tian Hou grabbed his hand and shouted in panic.

"If you have the ability, you will kill me." The Emperor of Heaven smiled coldly, disapproving.

He was sure that Mo Che could not do such a thing.

Mo Che's fingers tightened little by little.

Heavenly Emperor felt that it was difficult to breathe, his vision was blurred, and when he lost consciousness, he let go of his hand.

"I won't kill you. Anyway, you will die soon. You just wait and see. Not everything will go as you wish. I will protect him well, and the heaven will no longer be your heaven. There will always be One day, he will be my queen, the only queen." He said coldly.

After hearing his rhetoric, the Emperor of Heaven suddenly softened his eyes, as if recalling some past events, and said wistfully, "I used to be as arrogant as you, but in the end I still accepted my fate. No one can fight against the sky. I can't, and neither can you."

Mo Che snorted coldly, flicked his sleeves, and left here without looking back, no matter how the queen called, he never stopped.

Looking at his receding back, the Emperor of Heaven sighed deeply, his eyes filled with bitterness and helplessness.

After he left, the Emperor of Heaven collapsed in an instant, leaning against the pillar slumpedly, and supporting the Queen of Heaven with his hands.

The god who supports the Celestial Clan is gone.

He closed his eyes, leaned against the head of the bed, his face full of vicissitudes, and whispered softly, "Yujin, I'm sorry."

Yujin is Tianhou's baby name, and it has been a long time since Your Majesty called her that.

She froze for a moment, helped the Emperor of Heaven to lie down, covered him with a quilt, tucked the corner of the quilt, and said softly, "What is your Majesty talking about? You and I have been husband and wife for many years. Sorry, I."

The Emperor of Heaven shook his head, held her hand tightly, and said with disappointment, "We have not had children of our own for so many years. I don't blame you. It's my retribution. I betrayed her. She hates me and curses me with her life. For the rest of her life, she will have no children and no grandchildren, and she has finally fulfilled her wish."

Tianhou paused, clenched her other hand unconsciously, and the bright red long nails dug deeply into the palm of her hand. The Emperor of Heaven closed his eyes and did not see the resentment in her eyes.

After so many years, she has never forgotten that woman, the woman who robbed her of her husband and almost made her homeless, like a thorn in the heart, pierced her heart like a knife, and kept her awake at night.

After a long time, she tried her best to make herself forget, and finally faded from her memory, but she didn't expect it to be mentioned from his mouth now.

"Why did your majesty mention her all of a sudden?" Tianhou asked with trembling hands, grabbed her clothes, calmed down, and pretended to be calm.

The Emperor of Heaven said in a deep voice, "Thousands of mistakes are all my fault. I shouldn't blame her. She should hate me. Over the years, I owe you too much. Although I tried my best to make up for it, it was still not enough. Now my time has come, and all the past has turned into clouds and smoke."

Tianhou interrupted him with sobs, "What did your majesty say, the doctor said, you are in good health, a little old problem is gone, there is no serious problem, you have survived for so many years, and you will definitely get through this time. "

He paused, sighed softly, smiled bitterly, and said dejectedly, "I don't know what you think of me in your heart, maybe you have a grudge against me, but Che'er is innocent, he has regarded you as his biological mother since he was a child , respect you, respect you, I hope that after my death, you can treat him kindly."

The Queen of Heaven wiped her tears and said softly, "Your Majesty, there is no need to worry too much. I have nothing to do with my knees. I have always regarded Che'er as my own son. How could I harm him? Your Majesty's words are really frustrating." Concubine, let the concubine feel very sad."

The Emperor of Heaven didn't speak, but was silent for a long time, and said slowly, "Yujin, just take it as I beg you, some things, please rot in your stomach for the rest of your life, don't tell anyone, especially Mo Che, never let him know."

The heavy tone seemed to open an ancient door in her heart, spreading the bloody past between the two of them many years ago, forcing her to face it, and she could no longer shrink back into her own world and avoid seeing it.

Tian Hou was silent, she gritted her teeth, her face was pale.

"Yu Jin..."

The Emperor of Heaven didn't wait for her answer, so he called her name eagerly, but no one responded, he finally couldn't hold it anymore, the oil was exhausted, and the hand that supported her hung down, swallowing his last breath, breathing disappear.

The sky is beyond the sky, visions are born, the sunset is like fire, burning half of the sky red, thousands of birds sing together, with the phoenix as the leader, they fly towards the sky and disappear into the vast sea of ​​clouds.

A god has completely fallen.