"That'...... I won't say anything more. I've ordered Yu Ling to find Moyun, you follow. ”

Seeing that the man in front of him did not show any other expression from beginning to end, the old emperor only smiled wryly.

If you ...... If you don't do that, maybe, it will be different. Inadvertently remembered, he threw him into the beast pen with his own hands, indeed he thought that if he could live, he would live, if not, even if he died, he would die, he only wanted the result, and never cared about the process.

Since you have to create your own chess pieces if you want to play a big game of chess, even if the chess pieces are your own sons, what does it matter!

Perhaps, he himself will not forget that the eyes in that small figure are full of murderous light, and the blood all over his body exudes the smell of murder, and even he was shocked at that time.

However, this is what he needs, a walking corpse-like puppet, of course, a puppet has no emotions, so he blinded his mirror-like eyes with his own hands. And his hands were covered with his son's blood and incomprehensible hatred.

He will also feel distressed, and he will feel distressed that he has single-handedly created a cold-blooded and ruthless son, and all this is just for his other son, and even his own feel ridiculous when he says it.

"Li'er, I'll give him the best...... It is also not spared. ”

The man with his back to him looked at the person in the ice coffin from a distance, but the corner of his eye left a tear on his cheek at some point.

"Well, I will protect him, not for you, but for A-Niang." The man took care of himself, and with his other five senses, he accurately found the mechanism and opened the door of the secret passage.

was about to go out, but was pulled by a voice that was about to lift his foot, "Hitomi...... Your mother...... It's really good! But after all, I failed her... All...... Be careful! ”

At the end of the sentence, the man walked out of the dark room without looking back, thinking that he had become like a stone, indestructible in the face of everything, so why did he still cry.

The man standing outside the door of the imperial study looked at the liquid that crossed his cheek coldly, stared blankly for a second, and leaped into the night......

And at this moment, the old man who was in the dark room continued to look at the people in the ice coffin. "Li'er, Hitomi is really ...... When I grew up, even I couldn't see through it. Even if one day he loses my control, it will be detrimental to Mo Yun, but I really can't do it anymore. I owe too much to pay it back, and if the night of harm finally atone for my sins, then I will never forgive myself. All this ...... It's all my own fault! ”

The middle-aged man trembled slightly, his body wanted to take off the stringed kite, his back against the ice coffin, and his old withered fingers wiped the tears that he couldn't hold back anymore, and all the accumulation gushed out at this moment.

"Wait for me, Li'er...... When I settle the clouds, I'll come looking for you......"

The world sighs that since ancient times, the emperor's family has been affectionate, but how do you know that the king's heart can only be given to one person, and no matter how beautiful the flowers are, he can only treat them with affection.

Who would not envy a couple in a lifetime, but it backfired, and there were too many factors blocking the world's lovers.

Mo Tong's aunt is not an infatuated lover in this world, and she spends her life just for Bo Jun to smile, even if she is satisfied with just one glance.

She also framed that fairy-like woman, and tried some despicable means to compete for favor, only to find out in the end that those were just her own clumsy performances, singing her own one-man show on the stage.

It was only after seeing the happy smile he showed when he was with her that she realized that love was good as long as he was happy, even if he didn't know it.

The most humble love is nothing more than this, and meaningless giving is a bitter fruit after all......