Chapter 555: The Pain of Losing a Child

Soon, Gonggong Hai pushed a red-hot stove back to the imperial study. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Pushing the stove to the desk and fixing it, Gonggong Hai straightened up, looked at the emperor who was leaning on the chair, as if he was asleep, his movements were sluggish for a moment, and then he turned around and walked back in.

When he came out, he already had a thin brocade quilt in his hand.

Unexpectedly, Mu Tiande had already opened his eyes, and there was a deep sense of powerlessness in his old eyes, and he glanced in the direction of Gonggong Hai.

Gonggong Hai made a move in his hand, lowered his eyes and looked at the brocade quilt in his hand, folded it and put it on the couch on the side, and hurriedly retreated to Mu Tiande's side. Silent, not squeaky.

Mu Tiande's body leaned on the dragon chair, his eyes were extremely tired, and he was silent for a long time before he slowly raised his hand and wanted to touch the tea cup on the table.

Xu was leaning on his body, Mu Tiande's hand couldn't reach the teacup, and he stretched out his hand several times, but he didn't get the teacup several times.

After thinking about it again, Gonggong Hai still stretched out his hand, took the teacup, and then handed it to Mu Tiande's hand: "Your Majesty." ā€

A shallow light slipped through Mu Tiande's eyes, which was immediately extinguished, and he turned his eyes to look at the teacup handed over by Grandpa Hai, and then glanced at Grandpa Hai's face, chuckled, and took it.

Tea, still warm.

opened the lid and took a sip, Mu Tiande's eyes were concentrated, he looked at the colored glaze on the tea cup carefully, and his voice was hoarse and deep: "Lao Hai." ā€

"The old slave is here."

"Why is my heart so empty?"

As he spoke, Mu Tiande's hands began to tremble, almost unstable to hold the teacup.

Father-in-law Hai's eyes were quick, he took the teacup, put it back on the table, thought about it and said, "Your Majesty...... Condolences. ā€

"Ho-ho-ho."

A sneer came out of Mu Tiande's mouth, and then there was a heavy lament: "This white-haired person sent a black-haired person, is it really ...... It's uncomfortable. ā€

"......" Grandpa Hai's eyes did not rise, but hung low, and did not answer.

"I am the Son of Heaven, and there are such moments. It's ridiculous, it's ridiculous!! ā€

Gonggong Hai hung his head and still didn't say a word, but he just felt the emperor's mood, and it seemed to be even more lonely.

"Hahahahaha...... If I hadn't told him to come back and get the sacrifice, Gu'er wouldn't have left like this. After all, I was the one who killed him. The man who killed him. The man who killed him!! ā€

At this point, the words were already a little choked.

Gonggong Hai was shocked, and hurriedly raised his head to look at him.

As everyone knows, Mu Tiande has already burst into tears.

At this moment, in the eyes of Gonggong Hai, he is not the emperor, he is just one, father.

His lips were pursed tightly, and Mu Tiande's brows were full of sadness. Tears flowed freely, a pair of hands clutched the handrail, and his body trembled uncontrollably.

How could he not be sad, that is his son, his heir, his, the flesh of his heart!

Gonggong Hai's hand clenched suddenly, and a pair of old eyes were obviously moved, and he wanted to step forward, but he didn't know what he should say to be appropriate, and this step was not taken in the end.

There was a long silence, and the breath of the two people was heavy, without the slightest wave.

"The Emperor's ......"

"Lao Hai."

In the next moment, the two of them opened their mouths at the same time.

Gonggong Hai was obviously stunned, and he closed his mouth at the right time, waiting respectfully for Mu Tiande to speak.

There was a long silence again.

Taking a deep breath, Mu Tiande's calloused palm was raised, rubbing his eyes heavily, and his voice slowly calmed down:

"What do you think about Gu'er's matter?"

This time, Gonggong Hai not only froze, but also took a step back a little nervously, and stopped for a moment before he found his heart: "Old slave...... Don't dare to say anything. ā€

Of course, he knows that this kind of problem can't be said casually, if he doesn't say it right, it will be a matter of losing his head, although he has also served Mu Tiande for decades by his side, but this should not be said, his heart is extremely clear.

With a chuckle, Mu Tiande didn't seem to agree with Gonggong Hai's statement, raised his eyes and looked at Gonggong Hai, who didn't dare to make any moves, and shook his head: "I'll let you say it." ā€

At this time, Father-in-law Hai's body was even more frozen and did not dare to move. The emperor didn't even claim to be me, but used the word "me" in front of himself.

Frozen for a moment, Gonggong Hai suddenly knelt down as if he had been stimulated by something: "Your Majesty, you are tormenting the old slave!" ā€

"Lao Hai, Lao Hai, you have been with me for so long, and until now, you are still so afraid of me. Should I be happy or unhappy? ā€

His body became more and more stiff, and Gonggong Hai didn't dare to say a word more.

Seeing that Gonggong Hai was still kneeling and didn't get up, Mu Tiande frowned heavily, and his voice became a little serious: "Get up." ā€

Thinking of some of the emperor's precautions against himself a few days ago, Gonggong Hai was even more panicked, and he didn't dare to slack off in the slightest, nor did he dare to get up.

"What are you going to do if you get up and stand still?"

Mu Tiande's voice became more and more severe, and with just one sentence, it made Gonggong Hai's body, which had been intending to kneel, slowly stand up.

Standing up tremblingly, Grandpa Hai's body subconsciously took a step back.

Mu Tiande's afterglow saw his movements, and he didn't say anything, and smiled helplessly: "Tonight, I'm not an emperor, and you're not a father-in-law." We're just two old men, let's talk a little casually. ā€

Hearing this, a trace of surprise slipped through Gonggong Hai's eyes, raised his eyes to look at Mu Tiande, met his eyes that looked extremely old, and finally nodded slowly and heavily.

dragged a chair and sat down beside Mu Tiande, Gonggong Hai was obviously still a little frightened, and sat up straight, not daring to make the slightest other move.

In the next moment, Mu Tiande's hand suddenly patted Grandpa Hai's shoulder: "Talk about it casually, it's nothing." ā€

ā€œā€¦ā€¦ Yes"

There was silence for a long time, and in this imperial study, all I could hear was the crackling sound of the candle burning.

"What do you think about Gu'er?"

Mu Tiande's first question was still about Mu Yungu.

Gonggong Hai froze for a moment, then hesitated and spoke: "Old slave...... I don't know what poisonous doorway is, I just think it's ...... Felt...... Felt ......"

"What do you think?"

The old slave thought...... The third prince is not such a ruthless person......" After pausing for a moment, seeing that Mu Tiande had no intention of speaking, Gonggong Hai's heart tightened, and he hurriedly continued, "These...... These are just some of the old slaves......"