Nalan Fuzhong.

The patriarch rested in the courtyard of one of his favorite concubines.

At this time. The concubine was waiting for the patriarch to wash his feet.

The patriarch felt the concubine's fingers 'groping' at his ankles. He vigorously pinched the concubine's tender face: "Okay. Wipe my feet. I'll clean you up later."

"Yes." The concubine bowed her head shyly. On the occasion of bowing your head. So few 'women' unique gentle-looking patriarch dizzy 'fascinated'.

At this time.' The little girl waiting outside the door said, "Returning to the patriarch. The eldest young master and the seventh master are here."

The eldest young master is the eldest son of the patriarch. The seventh master is Nalan Jinde.

The patriarch listened. I had to rein in my mind. Shen Sheng asked, "It's so late. What else do they come to do. I'll come back tomorrow if I have something to do." Anyone who wants to make out with a little wife is disturbed. The mood is not going to be much better.

But the little girl outside the 'door' said, "Patriarch. The eldest young master said that he was indeed in a hurry. It is related to the life and death of the clan. I'll be sure to get back to you now."

"Let them in." The patriarch stood up. Walk behind the screen. The concubine gently helped him change his clothes.

Soon. The eldest young master, Nalan Mingxuan, and Nalan Jinde walked in one after the other.

The patriarch sits upright. With a serious face, he asked the two people, "What is the matter?"

Nalan Mingxuan instructed: "Please also ask my father to retire the idle people and others. Includes your personal guard. I really can't let a fourth person know about this. Otherwise, my Nalan clan will be in danger."

Nalan Mingxuan's expression was heavy.

The patriarch usually attaches the most importance to this eldest son. It was rare for him to see the eldest son's face 'color' so ugly. But he was asked to evacuate his personal guard. That's really ......

Nalan Mingxuan anxiously urged: "Father. My son really has something to do." Talking. They all looked anxious and about to cry.

The patriarch thought to himself that this was in Nalan's house. And over the years, he has already gathered the hearts of the people in the clan almost. Even if you remove the secret guards in the house. And the yard ones. No one can hurt him in the slightest. As a patriarch. If he didn't even have the courage to do that. It's so sad. Immediately. He waved everyone in the room away. Wrap the personal guard who has never left him for decades.

The room suddenly became so quiet. Inexplicably. The patriarch felt a hint of anxiety. Suddenly there was no protection from the guard. He felt like he had no clothes on. Extremely insecure. So now he just wants to hurry up and listen to the eldest son. Then hurry up and end it all.

"Alright. What's the matter. Say it."

Nalan Mingxuan looked at it in private. As if to determine if there is really no one. Only then did he mysteriously take two steps towards the patriarch. Then whispered something in the chief's ear.

Nalan Jinde has been lowering his eyebrows beside him. A look of anxiety and worry. But with a bit of cowardice.

Until this time. He just looked up. Look at the patriarch father and son. The patriarch's eyes widened and widened. As if hearing something unbelievable. Appalling thing.

Because attention is drawn to the words of the eldest son. So he didn't notice Nalan Jinde's 'shrewdness' at all. With a bit of cold and murderous eyes.

"What. What you say is true." The patriarch looked up. He looked at his eldest son in disbelief

"Of course it is," accompanied Nalan Mingxuan's words. The sharp dagger with a cold glow instantly pierced the patriarch's heart.

Burst.

"Fake." Nalan Mingxuan finished the last two words. He straightened up slowly.' A cruel smile bloomed on the lips.

He clapped his hands. Those white and slender hands. There was not the slightest trace of blood. Relaxed. It's like someone who has just plunged a dagger into his father's chest. Not like him.

The dagger cut off the patriarch's heart. But he didn't get him to die right away.

He looked up. Looking at his eldest son in disbelief. He said with difficulty: "For ...... Why ......"

The smile on Nalan Mingxuan's face was cruel and distorted. He was an elegant and modest gentleman. But because the hatred in my heart has been accumulated for too long. Suddenly it burst out. Even he can't control himself.

"Hahaha. Why?" Nalan Mingxuan took a deep breath. The smell of blood in the air made his whole body feel excited: "Father. When you strangled my mother with your own hands. Didn't tell her why. You're for that slut. For the power behind that slut. I didn't hesitate to strangle my mother with my own hands. Well nowadays. I'm also for power. Why can't you kill my father with your own hands? Well. That's cause and effect. That's what it is...... Your retribution."

"Son of Evil...... Know today early. I should have ...... in the first place," the patriarch took his last breath. But the words are not complete.

Nalan Mingxuan sneered: "You should have strangled me in the first place. It's a shame. You'll never have that chance again."

His voice fell. The patriarch finally breathed.

Nalan Jinde watched coldly from the sidelines. This cannibalistic drama of father and son really satisfies him. It was not in vain that he secretly cultivated Nalan Mingxuan for many years. O patriarch. He thinks he has straightened out the hearts of all his people. As everyone knows. His own precious son. He was the first to want to kill him.

this night. A fire broke out in Nalan House. Many of the elders of the clan and the children of the 'Jing' Ying were all buried in the flames.

And these people. All of them were in the ancestral hall that day. Support the removal of the Queen. Enlighten the rebels.

Today. The rest of the Nalan people finally understood. Maybe the huge Nalan family. It's really about to fall apart.

Next. The fire was extinguished. Nalan Jinde succeeded him as the patriarch.

Three days later. Nalan Jinde on the Emperor of the Table.' Surrendered 200,000 troops in the southwest. and raised ten million taels of silver. Sent to King Jin's 'private' treasury. Of course. This thing. In addition to the Emperor Jin Wang and the Nalan family. No one else knew.

Ten days later. The emperor gave the empress a bowl of 'medicine' for the fetus. The bleeding does not stop. Diagnosed by a physician. I'm afraid it hurts the roots. I can't get pregnant again. In fact, there is one more thing that the Imperial Doctor does not dare to say. That's the blood of the Queen. No fetal blood clots were found. Other words. The queen may be from beginning to end. None of them are pregnant. It's just that her pulse is a happy pulse. It is highly likely that someone did something to the queen.

But now the queen is alone. The Imperial Physician she trusted was not around. Yan Ran is dead. No one would tell her such a truth.

All of it. And so the dust settled.

Emperor and King of Jin. It's this time in the midst of the storm. The biggest winner.

Thereafter. The emperor led the people back to the palace. Soon. There are two happy events for the royal family. Double Happiness Pro 'Door'.

One of them. It's the wedding date of the prince and Mo Chengcheng.

Second. is the emperor's favored concubine Luo. Finally pregnant.

Kyoto Castle East. Mofu.

Mo Tingcheng sits in front of the mirror. Carefully examine your face. OK. All the rashes have gone away. Thanks to the 'jade' skin cream sent by His Royal Highness the Crown Prince. Otherwise. Her face won't regain its sparkle and like-new appearance.

Thinking of the day she and her mother designed Mo Lianyi. As a result, he was countered by Mo Lianyi. She had to have a rash on her face. The tongue was numb for a whole month. Her father was even more to heal her. I've invited all the famous doctors in Kyoto.

These are all things that Mo Ripple harmed her. Three days later. She's about to become the crown princess. Hum. When the time comes. See who dares to bully her. Despise her.

What about Mo Lianyi. In the future, I will wait for myself to be the queen. You must call that little slut worse than dead.

The maid Wutong cautiously walked behind Mo Chengcheng. Said softly: "Miss. The ginseng soup for the lord is ready. Do you want to send it to the master now?"

Mo Chengcheng put a little rouge on himself in the mirror. Then he got up: "Hmm. Send it over now."

The maid holds the ginseng soup. Follow Mo Chengcheng all the way to the outside of Mo Yun's study.

Mo Tingcheng took the ginseng soup. He asked softly, "Father." The girl has brought you ginseng soup."

Mo Yun in the study put down the official document in his hand. He said in a deep voice, "Come in."

The 'door' of the room opens. Mo Chengcheng walked in together accompanied by the maid. She handed the ginseng soup to Mo Yun. smiled and said, "Father." Daughter's son tried. It's not hot now. It's just the entrance."

Mo Yun looked at this 'girl' who was flattering in front of him. Suddenly smiled: "Cheng'er has a heart. Father knows that you are a dutiful child. Later, I went to the Prince's Mansion. Remember not to be 'sexual' again. No matter what, you can't do it again. Otherwise. The prince is not a father. It will tolerate you infinitely. And the royal family is not a place to be emotional. Be careful with yourself."

Mo Chengcheng secretly hated in his heart. Is this the meaning that you will not support her in the future? If it is Mo Lianyi who marries the prince's mansion. So would the father still say that. It won't. He will definitely always think about cherishing Mo Lianyi. Always support Mo Lianyi.

Why.

Why should the father be so eccentric.

Mo Chengcheng's heart turned over the river and the sea. But there is nothing missing on the face. Experienced so much. suffered such a big loss on Mo Lianyi again. She's stupid to learn not to be good. Although she doesn't necessarily have that much intelligence now. But at least . Joy and anger are not visible in 'color', but it can still be done.

"What my father taught was. ' Daughters and sons must abide by the virtue of women in the future. No more 'sex' nonsense. In the past, they were all 'females' who were ignorant. I failed to live up to my father's high expectations."

She said. A pear 'flower' with rain and 'desire' to cry.

In the end, it is his own 'daughter'. Mo Yun saw her like this. I couldn't help but soften. He softly reassured, "Cheng'er. You are my father's favorite daughter. You disappointed my father though. But. As long as you know your mistakes, you can change them. Sometime. Father still loves you. How can father and daughter have an overnight feud." That's right. Now the situation is very unfavorable for the crown prince. But the dust hasn't settled yet. Who's to say that the prince has no chance of turning the tables at all.' Don't put chickens' eggs in one basket. He, Mo Yun, naturally wouldn't put all the treasures on one King of Jin.

Mo Chengcheng's tears fell even happier. She fell to her knees suddenly. Holding Mo Yun's hand. "Father." The daughter's son is about to become a monk. There's one thing.' The daughter's son wants to ask her father. Please also ask my father to say yes."

Mo Yun's face was a little unsightly. Is this an inch? He just gave a good face, and this 'girl' began to be insatiable. In fact, there is no need to open your mouth. He also knew what she had to say. It is nothing more than asking him to forgive the second lady. But the second lady did those things. As long as it's a man, he won't tolerate it. He was able to allow the second lady to live until now. It's already extraordinarily merciful. If there is any more discontentment......

His eyes were dark and 'gloomy'.

Mo Chengcheng couldn't help but shudder. Still, she mustered up the courage to say, "Father." After the daughter's son gets married. Please also be kind to your mother. No matter how you say it. She is also the biological mother of the city.".