"You're so selfish, Mo Zhan Hydrocarbon, I wish you had never saved my mother!"

A cold light flashed in the eyes of the ink dye, staring straight at the ink war hydrocarbon, it turned out that she still underestimated the inhuman heart of the ink war hydrocarbon.

"Dye ......."

Jun Chenyuan's big palm covered the back of the ink-dyed hand, slowly rubbing, soothing the ink-dyed emotions.

"So my mother didn't die, where did she go?"

Mo Ran closed his eyes and took a deep breath to calm his mood, then opened his blue eyes like ice and looked at Mo Zhan Hydrocarbon calmly.

Mo Dye seems to be finally no longer entangled, what are you still expecting from this so-called father?

Looking forward to his repentance, looking at everything in front of him, after experiencing the separation of his wife and the destruction of his family, he can regret his original actions a little bit.

Mo Zhan himself knew that even if Mo Zhan Hydrocarbon was not his biological father, after all, they had lived together for fifteen years, although Mo Zhan Hydrocarbon's attitude had always been alienated and indifferent.

But at that time, the little ink dye regarded the ink war hydrocarbon as hope, but he was disappointed again and again, until he fell into the abyss.

But in Ink Dye's subconscious, Ink War Hydrocarbon is still her father, and this has never changed.

But now, Mo Zhan Hydrocarbon still broke all the hopes of ink dyeing with his own hands, and completely let Mo Dye cut off all those extravagant hopes.

"Shuang'er, she disappeared not long after you were born, leaving you here, I thought she said goodbye like that, and even you didn't care anymore, but I found that Shuang'er's room had traces of fighting, and the room was a mess, and my friend had some black clothes fragments, I knew that Shuang'er shouldn't have left by herself."

, Mo Zhan Hydrocarbon seems to have fallen into memory, the expression on his face is sad, but there is a lot of relaxation, perhaps for Mo Zhan Hydrocarbon, the purple condensation frost mother and daughter are both a benefit from heaven and a burden.

"You haven't looked for your mother."

Mo Dye didn't have any doubts, but said affirmatively, lowering his eyes and not looking at Mo Zhan Hydrocarbon.

Maybe Mo Zhan understands that he shouldn't be so harsh on Mo Zhan Hydrocarbon, after all, Mo Zhan Hydrocarbon saved Zi Jian Frost, which is already a big concession, not to mention, Zi Jian Frost is pregnant with a child, so that Mo Zhan Hydrocarbon, who failed in courtship, will no longer pay attention to it, in fact, Mo Zhan Hydrocarbon should not blame Mo Zhan Hydrocarbon, but she still can't help it.

"Why should I look for it, I have no relationship with her, and she doesn't even want to look at me with a straight eye, why should I suffer such a sin, I am my high-ranking general, everything is developing in a beautiful direction, I just didn't expect that you are now the biggest obstacle on the road to the rise of my Mo family."

Up to now, Mo Zhan is hating Mo Zhan, he hates Mo Zhan's strength, hates her for ruining all his future, and hates her birth.

"You shall not live."

Mo Ran didn't speak this time, but Jun Chenyuan spoke out unexpectedly.

"Even if you give Dye Er fair treatment, Dye Er will not be like this in the future, do you really just think it's Dye'er's fault? What did Dye'er do wrong, she was just a baby who didn't know anything back then, you say so, but it's fair to Dye'er? ”

Jun Chenyuan's tone was light, and he didn't seem to have any emotion, but Mo Dye could still feel that Jun Chenyuan was angry, wronged, and wronged for her.

Yes, Mo Dye didn't do anything wrong, but she had to endure all this unfair treatment, the secret captivity, and the daily humiliation, what did she do wrong?

Mo Zhan was silent and no longer spoken, as if he was speechless, and he didn't seem to want to reply.

"That's it, I already know what happened back then, in the past ten years, I don't need to say anything, I have a clear conscience, as for you, Mo Zhan Hydrocarbon, I hope you will do it yourself."

There was a slight sadness in the voice of the ink dye, as if it was about the future of the ink war, and the past for himself.

Mo Zhan Hydrocarbon slowly stood up from the ground, pursed his thin lips, and did not say a word, his movements were slow

walked back to the room.

Mo Zhan looked at it like this, Mo Zhan Hydrocarbon's originally straight back had also bent down at the moment, and the back was no longer full of vigor, but full of old age and decadence, and now Mo Zhan Hydrocarbon is just a poor old man, who will be alone and grow old alone.

Unfortunately, there is something to hate in the wretched.

Mo Zhan still doesn't think that he is at fault, and he still returns everything to others as a matter of course, but I'm afraid that even if there is no variable of ink dyeing, the general's mansion is afraid that there will be no good results.

"Dye ......."

Jun Chenyuan looked at Mo Dye and couldn't help but be a little worried.

"I'm fine, it looks like the Phantom has kidnapped his mother, so I'm waiting for the last battle......."

The ink-dyed eyes instantly became sharp, and there seemed to be a deep hatred hidden in the blue eyes.

There was a noise outside the courtyard, and the small servants not far away went to the entrance of the courtyard one after another, and a bright yellow figure appeared faintly, seemingly with a killing aura.

"That's ......"

Mo Ran narrowed his eyes, and the bright yellow figure slowly approached, and the little people beside him were all terrified.

The bright yellow robe of the visitor is embroidered with the pattern of the dragon of the sea, under the turbulent golden waves at the corner of the robe, the sleeves are carried high by the wind, the long eyebrows are slightly raised, the pale blue pupils like water are flashing with a warm brilliance, the handsome face reflects the morning light, with the majesty of the gods and the innate nobility, the whole person emits a kind of king air that shocks the world, and the cold and handsome face has a cold smile at this time.

The man had a fair complexion, a touch of handsomeness in his delicate facial features, and a touch of gentleness in his decisiveness. The temperament exuded by him is so complex, like a mixture of various temperaments, but in those gentleness and handsomeness, there is his own unique ethereal and handsome.

A tall nose, thin lips, and sword-like eyebrows flew diagonally into a few strands of black hair under the corners of the sideburns. Handsome side face, impeccable facial contours, blue hair tied up with a golden crown, and a few pearls hanging from the edges.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, the head of the family is unwell today......."

The servant tried with difficulty to catch Yu Yanhao's footsteps, but with Yu Yanhao's cold eyes, he had to swallow the words he was about to say and stepped aside.

Who would dare to continue to stop the current saints.

"Yes, Yan Hao?"

Mo Ran led Jun Chenyuan to stand up, vaguely heard the voice of the servant, and looked at the bright yellow figure again.

The original gentle eyebrows and eyes were all replaced by majesty and sharpness at this moment, and the faint inferiority complex on the body in the past was now gone, replaced by a full imperial atmosphere.

"Huh?"

Yu Yan Hao was full of punishing Mo Zhan Hydrocarbon, but he failed to notice Mo Zhan, and besides, Mo Zhan's appearance and aura also changed a lot, so that Yu Yan Hao couldn't recognize this person he thought about day and night for the first time.

It's just that he suddenly heard someone call his name, his brows were furrowed, and his eyes looked at Mo Dye like a torch, but he was instantly stunned.

The girl's ethereal skirt in front of her is wrapped tightly in satin, showing a delicate and seductive figure. A reddish gilt coat hides the fair skin.

The red stripes around the perimeter show a dark golden light when you look closely. Crystal clear inverted drop earrings hang down and sway. The green silk scattered on the shoulders was pulled up with the hairpins of blood-red bellflower flowers. Obliquely inserted into the cloud-like black hair.

No powder, beautiful eyebrows like willow bends. The forehead is lightly vermilion, but it seems to be charming and moving.

The blue eyes are lazy, and the demeanor is like a blue color.

But what is familiar is the wanton and arrogant nature of ink dyeing.

In Yu Yanhao's eyes, he was full of ink dye at the moment, and he couldn't see anything else.

Jun Chenyuan looked at Yu Yanhao staring at his little woman, stretched out his hand to hold the ink-dyed waist, and his face was not good.

Yu Yanhao didn't care about anything else, and stepped forward excitedly

, cautiously looking at the ink dye.

"Ink... Ink dyeing ....... You, when did you come back? ”

Yu Yanhao stopped at a step away from the ink dye, and looked at the ink dye with excitement, the emperor's breath disappeared in an instant, and it seemed that it was still the same gentle and elegant boy as before.

"I just came back to ask about something, Yan Hao, no, it's Your Majesty, I haven't seen you for a long time."

Mo Ran chuckled, looking at Yu Yanhao's eyes full of smiles.

"Ink dye, don't make fun of me like that......."

Yu Yanhao waved his hand embarrassedly, and his fair cheeks were flushed.

"Ink dye, you... It's been more than a year, how are you doing? ”

Yu Yanhao wanted to speak and stopped, and after a long time, he asked slowly.

"I'm fine, Chen Yuan takes good care of me, but it's you, I'll just say, you are an emperor."

Mo Ran shook his head casually, patted the back of Jun Chenyuan's hand to soothe, and then looked at Yu Yanhao in front of him, and sighed with a sigh in his eyes.

It's really unforgiving, the young man who was still a little shy at the beginning has grown into an emperor who can take charge of himself and even be very majestic, which is really emotional.

"Still, thank you, ....... ink-dyed."

Yu Yan Hao looked at Mo Ran's chuckling appearance, it seemed that the thoughts of the past year had found an outlet for catharsis, Yu Yan Hao looked at Mo Ran's cheeks a little greedily, as if he was desperately suppressing the emotions that were about to be vented in his eyes.

"Ink dye, you're here ......"

Yu Yan Hao broke the silence with a voice and looked up at the ink dye.

"It's nothing, just ask about the past, Yan Hao, you don't have to carry my past, you have your own life."

Mo Dye naturally understands that the Mo Mansion has become what it is today, but it is indispensable to Yu Yanhao's secret operation, and the source of all this is just the dark time of Mo Dye in the past.

"Let's go, this is not the place to talk."

Yu Yanhao avoided the topic of ink dyeing and led the two towards the palace.

Mo Ran pursed his red lips, swallowed the words he was about to say, glanced at Jun Chenyuan, and walked in the direction of Yu Yanhao.

"Just sit down and make this place your home."

Yu Yan Hao took ink dye and Jun Chenyuan into the Qianqing Palace, which was the residence of the emperor, ink dye looked around, only to see the cloud top sandalwood in the hall as a beam, crystal jade as a lamp, pearl as a curtain, Fan Jin as a pillar base.

The six-foot-wide agarwood bed is hung next to the shark silk treasure tent, and the tent is embroidered with pearls and silver thread begonia flowers, and the wind is moving, like falling clouds and mountains and phantom seas.

The couch is set up with a green jade incense pillow, covered with soft silkworm ice sticks, and stacked with jade belts.

There is a huge bright moon pearl hanging on the top of the treasure in the hall, shining brightly, like a bright moon. The ground is paved with white jade, embedded with gold beads, chiseled into a lotus, the flowers become the appearance of a five-stemmed lotus, the petals are fresh and exquisite, even the stamens are delicate and recognizable, and the barefoot step is only warm and moist, it is actually chiseled into the warm jade of Lantian, straight like the jade lotus step by step, comparable to the extravagance of Pan Yuer's golden lotus step by step.

is so poor and beautiful, worthy of royalty, and really luxurious.

"Yan Hao, this time I came back just to find out what happened back then, and now, we should leave."

Mo Ran retracted his gaze and looked at Yu Yanhao with a light smile, the matter had already come to light, and at the moment he just needed to hurry up and look for the traces of his eyebrows.

Mo Ran said, taking Jun Chenyuan's hand, then stood up and walked outside.

Yu Yan Hao looked at the figure of Mo Ran gradually walking away, stretched out his hand and grabbed it, his heart seemed to be empty, Yu Yan Hao felt that if this time, let Mo Ran leave like this, he was afraid that he would really lose her.

"Wait, ink, wait......"

Yu Yanhao grabbed Mo Zhan's wrist and forced Mo Zhan to stop.

"I... I like you, ink dye, I like you! ”