Go Through My Demon Host

  Chapter 2874 Start by step: Since ancient times, the emperor’s family has been in love (18)

  In the early years, the three princes were young. Every time they went out of the imperial study, they were always alive or dead. They were sent back to the mansion in a concealed manner. He once took a look.

  The thin boy Ji was thin and covered in blood, unable to tell where the wound was. The whiplash covered his entire back, shocking, but the boy was pale and endured the pain without saying a word.

   The eyes of Danfeng that looked extremely deceased were open, black without any impurities, as if they could swallow people, calmly brewing and rolling over the monstrous evil.

When    looked at him like that, he was shocked.

  He has seen many people in this palace, and also seen many unknown things, but it was the first time he saw that look.

  Like a lone wolf coming out from the depths of the abyss, losing everything, having experienced killings, and slowly stepping into the flood of sunshine, but there is no warmth.

  And in the royal study room,

  Mo Qingcang laughed a few times, his gaze stared at Mo Liyan like a torch, "Then I ask you, what do you think of the dance at the palace banquet today?!"

  Mo Liyan calmly gave an eight-character evaluation: "Pian Ruo Jinghong, graceful as a dragon."

   "Okay!" Mo Qingcang clapped his hands suddenly when he heard such words, as if admiringly, "What a fascinating person, graceful as a dragon!"

The moment   's voice fell, the teacup that was originally placed next to the dragon case was directly smashed by the owner without any scruples at the figure who was kneeling in the center!

  Mo Liyan can't avoid, don't let, don't hide.

  The white porcelain tea cup slammed heavily on the prince’s beautiful forehead, and then fell to the ground with a bang. In an instant, the sharp porcelain pieces splashed all over the floor and rolled everywhere.

   There was gurgling, red blood flowing down his white forehead slowly, brushing across the sharp-lined side face, with a thrilling beauty.

  Mo Liyan was unmoved, his eyes remained unchanged, as if the person who was smashed was not him.

   "Oh, prince, why are you here?" The chief **** saw the bright yellow figure stepping in this direction and hurriedly greeted him.

  "Lonely come to see the father." Mo Yelei put his hands behind his back.

  Today's matter, the mother concubine was innocently angered, and he could not get any benefits, so he always had to say a few words for the mother concubine in front of the father and the emperor.

  The chief **** has a headache when he thinks of the situation inside, so King Jin is still inside...

  In the atmosphere of tension between the emperor and King Jin, the prince entered, wouldn’t it add fuel to the fire?

  But he couldn't refuse, he could only bow his body and bit the bullet and said: "Prince wait a moment, Rong Nu will go in and report."

  Mo Yelei nodded.

  The chief **** turned around, took two deep breaths, and went in. He walked into the imperial study room without daring to look at it. He bent over and arched his body, and then knelt on the ground: "The emperor, the prince please see you."

  His sight inevitably hit the broken porcelain cup fragments all over the floor, and Yu Guang glanced down at the young prince, Jin Wang Mo Liyan, who had a straight back as a bamboo.

  The blood that slowly flowed down from his white forehead, and the lines on his side face were cold and cold. Even though this scene has become accustomed to this scene, he still couldn't help but tremble in the bottom of my heart.

   didn't dare to take another look, staring straight at the ground.

  Mo Qingcang leaned back wearily, closed his eyes, and for a long time, he said in an old voice, "Let him in."

   "Oh."

  The chief **** got up, pretended to see nothing, and walked out of the imperial study room with a smile on his face, "Prince, the emperor is letting you in."

  Mo Yelei nodded, and strode in.

   When I entered, I saw the messy and depressive scene in the Imperial Study Room, and the atmosphere was a little silent and dead.

  Mo Yelei paused for a moment, and glanced over the prince's straight posture without leaving a trace. Immediately after, Mo Yelei also knelt down and respectfully said: "My son pays homage to the emperor."

   "Get up." Mo Qingcang didn't feel too embarrassed that it was the child born to the woman he liked. He raised his hand, "Sit down."

"Xie Father Emperor." Mo Yelei originally came here to say a few words for the imperial concubine, but now facing the depressed atmosphere of the study room, he suddenly hesitated, but it was only a moment of emotion, a little hesitating. Then, tentatively said: "Father, at today's banquet, it is unintentional that the mother and concubine angered the father..."

  It's okay that Mo Yelei didn't mention that thing. With that said, Mo Qingcang instantly remembered that dance, and his cold eyes swept from Mo Yelei to Mo Liyan.

  He did not speak.

  There was no sound in the Imperial Study Room either.

finally,

  Mo Qingcang raised his hand, unable to see his attitude.

  "Finally, you all retreat. That's it for today, I'm running out."

  The emperor said so, Mo Yelei opened his mouth and was unwilling, but seeing the emperor’s look, he didn’t say anything in the end, he could only bow his head and said, "The minister there will leave."

Mo Qingcang touched the finger on his thumb, nodded, and stared at Mo Liyan and said: "As a son of the royal family, you should focus on national affairs and not indulge in silk and bamboo singing and dancing. I punish you for banning five feet in Prince Jin's Mansion. Day, do you have any objections?"

   "I dare not."

  Mo Qingcang did not speak any more, probably because it is not easy to have another attack in front of Mo Yelei: "Go on."

  Mo Liyan stood up unhurriedly, kneeling for such a long time did not affect him at all, his posture was slender, like a bamboo festival: "Irchen retires."

Mo Yelei watched this scene, squinted his eyes and Mo Liyan walked out of the imperial study room one after another, walking on the road to the palace, he was next to Mo Liyan with a seemingly nonchalant appearance, lowered his voice and said: "Three Brother really gave my mother and concubine a good gift."

   "It's just calligraphy and painting, if the prince likes it, this king still has it here." Mo Liyan's eyes were placed far away from the palace, unbiased, and his pace kept moving.

  Mo Yelei looked suspiciously at the person in front of him.

  In fact, he was not sure what was going on, nor did he know the dance, but because Mo Liyan was angered by his father, he was a little skeptical, but he couldn't confirm it.

  After all, there are countless people in the harem who want to harm the mother and concubine.

finally,

   also didn't see any clues from Mo Liyan's expression, he snorted coldly, "Don't bother with the third brother, if you just want calligraphy and painting, you can naturally get it." After finishing speaking, he left in another direction.

   Through the long palace wall, with golden glazed tiles and heavy gray walls on both sides, at a glance, there is no end in sight, and it is shrouded in the middle of the night.

  The guards on patrol occasionally passed by neatly and solemnly, or the palace lady carrying a lantern hurriedly left.

At the end of   , it seems that there is a huge murderer hung in the dark, who can tear people into pieces in an instant.

  Such a deep palace, I don’t know how many people are trapped and how many people are seduced.

  Like a gorgeous giant cage.

  Mo Liyan kept walking forward, his pace was not hurried, it seemed that there was a certain indifferent rhythm.

  (End of this chapter)