Go Through My Demon Host

  Chapter 627 Fanwai Moqing Chapter: The Son of a Kingdom (2)

  When he was an adult, his father passed the throne to him.

  Father's expression is calm and cold, with an inherent noble demeanor.

  Mo Qing thought, probably, only the queen can let the father show a different side.

   "Father, how should children govern the country?" Mo Qing once asked Mo Jinhan.

  At that time, Mo Jinhan was in a purple robe, handsome and unparalleled, and only said a word.

   "What you see and hear is not as good as what you think."

  Mo Qing nodded solemnly, "Father, my son understands."

  The new emperor ascended the throne and governed the country in an orderly manner.

  Mo Jinhan ran around with Dye Bai with confidence.

  Have been to the green mountains and green waters, has been to the prosperous area, and has also been to the cozy town.

  In the Yushu House,

  Mo Qing casually threw the memorial aside,

  Father and Queen Mother should be living well now.

   all say that the world’s interests are hard to give up,

  Mo Qing believes that in the world, there is such a love that can give up benefits.

  What he saw, isn’t it?

   "The emperor, it's getting late, are you going to Fenghe Palace?"

  Mo Qing's expression is calm, her black eyes are as cold as Mo Jinhan, but they are covered with a casual smile like they are dyed white.

"Um."

  Queen is a virtuous and virtuous person.

  The respect between him and the queen is like a guest, and there is a long stream of water.

  But there is no such thing as love.

  He didn't understand the affection between the father and the queen.

  A sincere heart, which is so easy to encounter?

   But that friendship made him admire.

  Later,

  My father fell ill.

  I am very sick.

  That day,

Mo Qing didn't want to disturb the relationship between Mo Jinhan and Ranbai, so he quietly retreated.

  The moment I learned of the death of the father,

  The wine cup in Mo Qing’s hand suddenly fell,

  Heart is mixed with complicated emotions that are inexplicable.

  A little bit reluctant, a little bit uncomfortable.

   My heart swells and hurts.

he knows,

  Father and Queen treat him very well,

  I vaguely remember when I was little,

  The queen mother once said to herself beside him,

  "When I was young, I looked so good, but I can’t look crooked. I will kidnap a girl to go home."

  Father and his empress smiled and looked at his mother, indulging him infinitely.

  The kind of warm and harmonious atmosphere,

  Mo Qing thought,

  He is nostalgic and persistent.

  On the day the father died, the queen mother also left.

  Mo Qing went to the palace, dressed in white, and bowed three heads respectfully.

   instructed the person next to him, "Bury the father and the queen and mother in the same coffin."

  That is, the will.

  Mo Qing looked at the two people lying quietly,

  Time did not seem to leave a trace in front of the two people, as always.

  The man is handsome and the woman is allure.

  The two people just seemed to be sleepy and asleep.

  When the sun rises, two people will wake up.

  Father's life is a miracle, diligent and loving the people, regaining countless cities, and developing the country to a prosperous age.

  Father and Queen died,

  The whole country is sad.

   White clothes are highlighted everywhere.

  Mo Qing walked out of the palace, and unconsciously, walked into the imperial garden.

  Looking at the peach blossom tree in full bloom and the strange flowers and weeds around,

  Mo Qing's eyes seemed to have that scene again, just like years ago,

  The little one, the father and the queen, stand together.

  The queen mother wore a lavender light-grained Luo group, three thousand black and silky ink hair was scattered naturally, and the delicate jade face carried a slight smile.

   smiled and said to him,

  "Xiaoqing, it's not good to have a straight face, don't be like your father, what if your future lady is scared away?"

  At that time, the emperor was wearing a dark black and light gold patterned dragon robe, and the tassels on the emperor's crown swayed gently, no longer the cold and nobleness in front of others, indifferent and majestic, and gentle smile, "Where did I scare you away?"

  He was only four years old at the time, nodded solemnly, his **** grape-like eyes flickered, "Well, don't be stern, want a lady!"

  Looking at the virtual image not far away, the corner of Mo Qing's lips evoked a slight smile, as if time went backwards, back to the year before.

  Now, he just wants to say.

  I am not stern, can I ask you to come back?

  The sun still rises, and everything continues as usual.

  But alone,

   Missing those two, stunning figures.

  　 3 more, the next one, at eight o'clock in the evening.

  　　The new plane officially begins

  (End of this chapter)