Quick Travel: Bringing Revenge System to Flirt with Han

"It's His Royal Highness the Crown Prince..." The little maid's face turned pale, and she was still worried after exiting the palace.

It was a capital offense to displease the Crown Prince. Fortunately, His Highness the Crown Prince did not blame him.

In the dormitory, Kailin picked up the stockings placed aside and bent down to help Rong Mo change her clothes. A slender white hand appeared in front of her eyes and pulled the stockings out of her hand.

"From today on, I will do these little things myself."

For the maid, this was like a bolt from the blue. It was the master's distrust of her. Kailin immediately knelt down and asked, "Did Kailin do something wrong?"

Rong Mo opened his lips and felt a headache. These maids couldn't help but kneel down.

"It has nothing to do with you," he said as he stepped into his stockings. The white hollow embroidered stockings perfectly outlined the lines of his calves. Kailin raised the leather shoes in front of Rong Mo with both hands.

Bowing humbly to the ground...

Rong Mo looked at her and sighed, casually giving a reason, "The power of darkness has been unstable recently and it is difficult to contact too many people."

Unexpectedly, after he finished speaking, Kailin was even more nervous than before, "Why is it suddenly unstable? I will call the doctor from the Duke's Palace right now."

There was no instability, that was just his excuse. Rong Mo had no choice but to interrupt Kailin, "You don't have to make a fuss. I'm fine. Let's go prepare for the trip."

He fastened the clasps one by one, and the gems adorning his body sparkled under the light, which was a bit dazzling. Rong Mo didn't like these tedious services.

But Bai Tuanzi's eyes widened.

Rong Mo looks cold, but because of his affectionate peach blossom eyes and rosy lips, he breaks the coldness and becomes more charming, especially as the world goes by, it becomes more and more consistent with his original appearance.

His skin was so white that he could see the thin blood vessels on his forehead. This noble dress allowed Bai Tuanzi to see the beautiful vampire duke again.

The same black hair and red eyes, eerie and dangerous.

It drooled, its pupils turned into little hearts, and it turned into a cute dog and swung its tail around Rong Mo.

The host is so beautiful.

"Can you be more honest? It makes me dizzy." Rong Mo couldn't stand the ADHD-like little bastard, so he scolded him in the sea of ​​consciousness.

Bai Tuanzi's mouth dropped, he became depressed, and followed Rong Mo dejectedly.

Yingyingying was attacked again. It would be better if the host didn't have a mouth.

The Crown Prince had a full day's schedule. He had breakfast in the restaurant and went to the Sun Palace meeting hall to discuss state affairs with the ministers.

Rong Mo held his head with his left hand and listened to the reports from various departments. Most of the morning passed in a flash.

Thinking that she could always take a break, Kailin ordered her maid to bring the memorial that needed to be signed by the Crown Prince into the study, placed a cup of scented tea in front of him, and then reminded: "You still have to pay your respects to His Majesty the Emperor."

As soon as Rong Mo took it into his mouth, he choked and coughed repeatedly.

Kailin quickly pulled out the silk handkerchief and came to him. Rong Mo took it and wiped his mouth, "Father, did he allow me to visit?"

Not long ago, the original owner had different opinions with the emperor in the southwest territory. The emperor scolded him and kicked him out of the palace, and he was not allowed to visit again.

The original owner's mother died early, and he longed for his father's love even more, so he was depressed for a long time. The execution of Yimi Lei's mother at the banquet was also related to this.

In his heart, he was jealous that his father doted on his younger brother more, but his noble status prevented him from doing anything that was unworthy of his status as the crown prince, so he naturally went to extremes when he got the chance.

What a fuss it was to suddenly let him visit me again today.

Throwing the silk handkerchief on the table, Rong Mo's face turned slightly red from coughing, and his complexion became a little brighter.

Kailin only thought that he was so happy to see His Majesty, and she felt even more sorry for the Crown Prince.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that His Majesty the Emperor does not love His Highness, but she cannot expose the cruel fact to the young man.

Regardless of his status as Crown Prince, His Highness is still a child who wants to be admired by his father.

As soon as he saw Kailin's tearful eyes, Rong Mo knew that she had misunderstood.

He sighed secretly, not bothering to explain, and put down the scented tea in his hand.

It tasted pretty good, but it was a pity that I took a sip.

The Dog Emperor is so unlucky.

"Let's go and see my father."

The Crown Prince's tone was flat and his expression was dull. He didn't look happy as usual. Kailin followed Rong Mo with worried eyes.

The Crown Prince must be feeling unwell, so he reacted so dullly even to His Majesty.

When he bumped into Yimi Lei in the emperor's palace, Rong Mo knew why the emperor wanted to see him.

Yimi Lei sat next to the emperor, smiling like a little sun, warming the surrounding temperature.

"I've met my father," Rong Mo said indifferently.

When Yimi Lei saw him, her smile faded and she returned to her timid appearance.

He really didn't know what frightened this child. He shrank when he saw him.

They say light dispels darkness, so he also has an advantage in terms of attributes, right? As for seeing him, it's like a mouse seeing a cat?

Rong Mo rolled his eyes inwardly.

His arrival was like a stranger breaking in, interrupting the harmony between father and son.

Facing Rong Mo, the emperor is an emperor.

Yimi Lei helped the emperor up thoughtfully, and Rong Mo raised his eyes and quickly glanced at the emperor in front of him.

The bloodline of the royal family is not bad. Yimi Lei is indeed more like the emperor, with the same blue eyes, but Yimi Lei's blond hair is purer and looks extremely holy.

The original owner completely followed his mother, inheriting the black hair of the Berg family and the blood-red eyes of the dark magician.

The emperor's eyes fell on him only with disgust, and Rong Mo even felt that the emperor was annoyed because he had half his blood.

His disgust was not concealed, and Rong Mo really wanted to ask the original owner if he was blind.

This is how I want to get my father's love.

No wonder Eleanor would rather burn her soul and turn the original owner into a son of misfortune than let the country that the Berg family worked so hard to build fall into the hands of this father and son.

The emperor said to him in a condescending tone: "I called you here today because of Yimi Lei's mother. I have heard everything about the banquet."

After saying this, he looked away from Rong Mo, feeling disgusted for a second longer.

The emperor didn't even let him sit down, and just let Rong Mo stand in the distance. Rong Mo glanced at the emperor's sick face, he was not the original owner.

I'm used to your bad habits.

He sat on the chair directly in front of the emperor's desk, which was a very bold move.

All the people present were dumbfounded.

Rong Moquan pretended not to notice, raised his lips and asked with a smile: "What does the emperor want to do with that commoner?"

"Cough cough cough!" The emperor was so angry that he coughed and forgot the purpose of calling Rong Mo here. He pointed at Rong Mo tremblingly, "You, get up!"

He's not dead yet!

Rong Mo dares to sit in his seat. Is this challenging his authority?

Yimi Lei patted the emperor's back, looking worried, "Father, don't be angry, brother, he must be unintentional."

You might as well not persuade him. After a while, he persuaded the person to leave. Rong Mo looked at the two of them with cold eyes, a kind father and a filial son.

He had no intention of getting up, so he leisurely crossed his legs and smiled at them, "Please forgive me. I have been handling government affairs for my father these days. My legs are too sore from running around in the palace. Please sit down and have a rest." "

"Where have you learned your etiquette? Are you so disrespectful?"

The emperor's face turned red from holding back, and he was afraid that if he didn't get up again, he would be angry to death.

Rong Mo didn't want to offend his popularity directly and be accused of being unfilial, so he could only stand up helplessly, folding his arms without any regrets, "My son won't sit down, father, don't be angry."

He was so angry that he was so angry, what was the use of Rong Mo standing up!

He really wanted to strangle his son to death. Eleanor, that vicious woman, had used some vicious magic on him, which actually made his body become weaker and weaker.

"Ahem!" The emperor was still very young, and he was already thin and out of shape, and no longer as handsome as before.

Yimi Lei seemed to muster up the courage and looked firmly at Rong Mo's casual gaze, "Brother, my father is in better health and he is thinking about you, so he asked you to come to the bedroom. How can you anger your father?"

Rong Mo burst into laughter, "Isn't that right? Shouldn't it be your mother who angered your father?"

Yimi Lei: “???”

The emperor was also interrupted by him and was stunned for a moment.

Rong Mo blinked and said innocently: "Brother, you are as old as me, how can you let your mother, a commoner, attend a banquet invited by the royal family just because you are timid?

She was also made to be discourteous in front of those nobles and tarnished the royal family's face. Do you know how those nobles talked about their father behind their backs? "

He hit him with a flurry of blows, successfully confusing the father and son.

The emperor originally wanted Rong Mo to let go, and he took advantage of the situation to forgive Eva, but Rong Mo's opening and closing of his mouth was just what the nobles thought, and it was out of royal dignity, so he didn't know how to speak for a while.

"Brother, mother, he didn't mean to do it, and it was my father's permission for my mother to accompany me!"

Yimi Lei retorted loudly, tears welling up in her eyes. She was obviously very fragile, but she was still strong enough to resist the power.

Rong Mo almost wanted to applaud him.

His aura suddenly turned cold, and he stared at Yimi Lei and said quietly: "Are you putting the blame on your father? Your father asked your mother to accompany you because he was considerate of you, but she was ungrateful and caused her brother to lose his composure in front of others and plead for mercy in public. Nobles see royal jokes"

Isn't it right for him to plead for his mother? How come you become so embarrassed in front of others?

Yimi Lei's lips trembled for a long time, but she couldn't think of a retort, so she flinched back when Rong Mo's sharp gaze swept her away.

The emperor couldn't help clenching his fists at the side. Rong Mo's aloof, cold and decisive look was very much like the deceased Eleanor, which once again brought back those memories that he didn't want to face.

"She is also Yimi Lei's mother."

The emperor held Yimi Lei's hand and hinted at his relief, and looked forcefully at Rong Mo, "How could you be so cruel as to execute her as a civilian?"

Still want to throw dirty water on him?

Okay, he didn't care what happened to Yimi Lei's mother. If he had to offend him, he wouldn't have a good time.

A cold light flashed through Rong Mo's eyes quickly, and he pointed the finger at the emperor: "Father, I have no right to deal with Yimi Lei's mother. It is up to my father to decide how to deal with it. I was just discussing matters in accordance with the laws of the empire."

If you want to forgive her, just ignore the law and treat her as a blank sheet of paper so that others can take a good look at your generosity.