"Yes." Mo Rong finally admitted it, his long eyelashes blinked slightly, and his voice was soft and not unlike usual.

"Give me my child's life!" Lan Yao got the answer, and without hesitation, she pulled out the ice glass ribbon, her robe was messy by the wind, and her hair was tangled and wisps. Suddenly, she leaped up like a dragon, and the ice glass ribbon swung in a beautiful arc in the air, and finally chased straight after Mo Rong.

I don't know when it rained in the sky, the rain ruthlessly beat the faces of the two, in the endless darkness, only saw a bright white light flashing, and unexpectedly the ice glass ribbon wrapped around Mo Rong's strong waist.

The fierce cold air approached Mo Rong's body, his originally flesh-colored lips became even more bloodless, his face was pale and transparent, and his whole person was shrouded in cold.

The ice glass ribbon became more and more constricted through the continuous blessing of Lan Yao's spiritual power, obviously so uncomfortable, but Mo Rong didn't protect his body with spiritual power, and endured all this stubbornly.

His eyes darkened, locked tightly on hers, and his lips flicked slightly, "I'm sorry." ”

He didn't regret taking her child, he just felt sorry for her like this.

Lan Yao's eyes flashed with determination, her wrist flipped, and the ice glass ribbon threw Mo Rong onto the trunk, and he fell in embarrassment, scarlet liquid flowing from the corner of his mouth.

"Don't you want this world? I'll let you watch how your world will fall! I'll let you keep this life! Lan Yao closed her words, put away the ice glass ribbon, the rain fell on her delicate face, the cold eyes were even colder, and the rain washed and smudged the blood stains on her robe.

"Leng Hui." She called softly, and in an instant, the dazzling phoenix flame pierced the rain curtain, almost illuminating the entire temple, the flame gradually faded, and the loud phoenix chirping also broke out.

"Girl—girl—"

Lan Yao jumped up and was about to leave, when he was stopped by a woman's cry.

“······”

Lan Yao sat on Leng Hui's body, looking at Yongmei kneeling in the rain without any emotion in her eyes, her clear eyes were full of mist, and she couldn't tell whether it was rain or tears flowing on her face.

Yongmei He has seen such a Lan Yao, this morning, the woman in front of her is as soft as a supple kitten, full of mother's unique affinity. However, at this moment, she didn't say a word, the ice muscle and jade bone talent Fu lightly drew her eyebrows, and the cold under her eyes was clearly visible, as if there was wind and snow hidden in it, but just one glance was enough to make people turn into ice sculptures.

"Girl, the slave is sorry for your favor, the slave really doesn't know, the slave is wrong, girl!" Yongmei's heart was horizontal, but she still said what she was going to say, her body was very thin and petite, she apologized while sticking her forehead heavily on the ground, and a crisp kowtow hit Lan Yao's heart.

Yongmei really doesn't know, she is just a pawn of Mo Rong.

Oh, when did her senior brother be so weak that he even had to use the hands of a ten-year-old child to kill someone.

After a long time, Lan Yao finally spoke: "I know. ”

Then he left without any regrets.

Although she is innocent, she is also the executioner of her child, and she cannot truly forgive.

Before this happened, she did like her.

"Girl······" Yongmei muttered, the last glimmer of light in her eyes extinguished. She was originally an ordinary peasant girl, but now she has become a sinner who murdered the little master.

"Enough of the play?" Mo Rong struggled to hold on to the trunk of the tree, he coughed heavily, and a large amount of blood gushed out.

"Hmm." Sure enough, from the darkness of the wall, a figure stepped out.

The visitor held a snow-white paper umbrella with a few plum blossoms outlined on it, and he wore a white satin robe with black iris trimming inside. His long, inky hair spread out, and the corners of his mouth crossed with a hint of playfulness.

"You're smart." Mo Rong waved away the guard who was about to hold an umbrella for him, strode in front of Mo Bai, and squeezed his tall body into the small umbrella, "Do you think she will not hate you?" ”

His voice was soft, but the words were clear.

"What if she hates me? Now what she hates the most is afraid of you. Mo Bai raised a smile, he withdrew the handle of the umbrella, put Mo Rong's body in the rain, his body swirled, and walked towards the outside of the temple step by step.

"Your Majesty, Prince Mobai, he-" The guard asked what Mo Rong meant, after all, in the current situation, Mo Bai would be the variable on the emperor's chessboard, it was better to kill him quickly.

"That's it." Mo Rong sighed, sometimes he didn't know why, he and Mo Bai seemed to be destined for some fate, obviously in the process of cooperation, how many times he acted arbitrarily, he forcibly resisted the killing intent.

"What about the girl?" The guard's eyes flashed over Yongmei, who was kneeling on the ground.

Mo Rong didn't give her a look at all, he took a step and said lightly: "Send a box of gold to the family down the mountain." ”

The answer is self-explanatory.

The person who injured Lan Yao was obviously him, but in the end, he still put the blame on the innocent maid.

After a while, he heard the sound of the knife light cutting behind him, and the female voice that was originally whimpering finally disappeared.

It's a really hard day.

······

"Your Majesty, don't drink it, you will hurt yourself if you drink too much." Father-in-law Gu bitterly persuaded the drunk master in front of him, he didn't expect that the emperor would just go out to run errands, and when he came back, the whole person seemed to be crazy. I can't go to school early, I don't read books, and even his favorite fuqin has been shelved by him, and he drinks from morning to midnight every day with a wine jar.

I don't know what time it is.

"Hurt?" Mo Rong repeated Grandpa Gu's words in a low voice, and a trace of doubt crossed his eyes.

He thought that he loved the country more than anything. But when he saw that her junior sister was covered in blood, and her eyes, which should have been full of tenderness, became cold, he felt extremely painful.

He didn't dare to think about it, he didn't dare to look into those eyes.

Is he going to lose her in this life?

"Newspaper-" A minister dressed in the court uniform of the Wind Country stumbled in, since the new emperor ascended the throne, the Wind Country has always paid attention to the rules, this minister is so flustered and unseemly, it is the first time.

"Say." Mo Rong held the wine jar, and a large amount of wine poured down, the wine running down his jaw and into his collarbone, his bright yellow robe.

He wanted to get drunk, but why was his mind so clear.

"Liang didn't know what method to use, and it didn't take a single soldier to wipe out all the rebels. And Ao Guo suddenly had a new heir, the only child born to the Empress Dowager Yongshou and the first emperor, originally the ministers did not believe it, after all, the child of the first emperor and the Empress Dowager Yongshou died a few months ago. But when they saw the face that looked six points similar to the Empress Dowager Yongshou, they were probably convinced. In terms of bloodline, it is natural that the new heir is more suitable to succeed to the throne of the emperor. The courtier reported the latest developments in the situation.

The more Mo Rong listened, the more interesting he felt.

All this must have been done by his junior sister.

A woman disguised herself as a man to succeed to the throne, and she couldn't figure it out.

She didn't reveal the identity of the fake heir, she just put herself there, and the pawn he arranged was useless at all.

Huh, so the next step······

"Is it that Ao Guo and Liang Guoyong have formed an alliance and want to crusade against the Wind Country together?" Mo Rong's voice was light and light, as if he was talking about ordinary things.

"Your Majesty!" The minister never thought that the emperor would be able to imagine this result.

After all, the matter has not yet been made public, but news has come from their spies between the two countries, and the envoys of the two countries have met in private.

"What's the matter? They just came. Mo Rong put down the wine jar and raised his arm, Gu Gonggong immediately walked over to help him, and carefully helped Mo Rong back to the bed.

"Your Majesty, although the Wind Country is now the strongest among the three kingdoms in terms of comprehensive strength, it can be ······ if the other two countries are allied Our land in the Wind Country is not protected! The minister knelt on the ground, his head pressed against the wall, and lay his body in the dust.

"Don't be afraid." Mo Rong waved his hand, and Gu Gonggong pulled the curtain up, tiptoed around, and whispered, "Stand down, Wang Shangshu." ”

"Yes." The minister had no choice but to withdraw obediently.

"Father-in-law Gu."

Father-in-law Gu was about to call someone to clean up the room, when Mo Rong's voice sounded in the account.

"The minions are here." Father-in-law Gu replied respectfully, and he walked quickly to the bed with small steps, waiting for the puppeteer's order.

"You said she wanted the world, do you want to give it to her?" Mo Rong's voice is ethereal, which makes people not very clear, but Gu Gonggong has served Mo Rong for many years, and naturally he can distinguish the meaning through small words.

"Your Majesty, you are having trouble with Miss Lan Yao." Father-in-law Gu didn't know what happened between the two, but the one who could make his master look like this was none other than the little woman.

"It's not awkward, she hates me." Mo Rong said in a low voice, with remorse in his words, and he squinted at the intricately patterned bed curtain.

"Your Majesty, this is serious, Miss Lan Yao's affection for you is really in your eyes." Father-in-law Gu smiled lowly, how could his master not have the usual shrewdness when facing love.

"Forget it, you can step aside." Mo Rong was no longer attached, and he finally closed his eyes.

Origin and extinction, since she wants it, just give it to her.

Liang.

In front of the prince's bedroom, everyone cried and fell to the ground.

The whole hall is decorated with snow-white colors, surrounded by pink walls outside the courtyard, green willows hang around, everyone is wearing shrouds, and the outside is draped in black robes and long yarns.

In front of the door of the prince's palace knelt rows of ministers, then a group of concubines, and then the palace maids.