The city-state of the Holy Light is suspended. 『→.... Prince's Palace. Three blue planets are suspended between the canopies.

The bird-like fluorescent insects vibrate their wings at high speed, releasing colorful brilliance.

Herbs dance in the breeze, releasing fluorescent pollen into the air. This is a world of light.

The Prince's Mansion was quiet. Protect the little time here. Time here is unusually slow. Like Mo Yan Hongyang's anxious heart, waiting, not knowing what will happen in the next scene.

In the prince's mansion, four people sat facing each other, but they didn't know where to start.

On the jade table, there are different melons and fruits, as well as freshly brewed jade dew elixir.

Looking at this embarrassing scene, Mo Shaohuai poured twice the jade dew elixir for the two teenagers, glanced at Mo Youtian beside him, raised the corners of his mouth, and smiled.

"Come, two sons, taste the elixir of our holy light. This elixir is brewed with the glow pollen of Guangming Mountain, mixed with the spring water of Baoliang Spring, and aged in a jade pot for more than 300 years, absorbing the essence of the galaxy, drinking it can prolong life and enhance the blood and meridian qi in the body. Come, the two sons use it slowly, and the old man will slow it for you. ”

Mo Shaohuai wanted to use these words to break the embarrassment of the moment. And Mo Youtian didn't know where to start, and he didn't know what to say. He has always been able to speak well, but he was instantly speechless.

Maybe it's because of the shame of the young man in front of him, or maybe it's because of the shame of his daughter Mo Yuexuan.

Fuyao listened to Mo Shaohuai's introduction, looked at the fluorescent jade dew elixir, the Adam's apple moved up and down, and saliva began to secrete.

After all, something so good that you have to try it yourself. However, he looked at Mo Yan Hongyang on the side without any movement, so he didn't dare to move the jade dew elixir in front of him, so he could only sit withered.

Mo Youtian finally picked up the jade dew elixir in front of him and handed it to his grandson, with a smile on his face: "Come, taste it, it's delicious!"

He thought that by personally riding this hard-won jade dew elixir for his grandson, he could break the embarrassment and make his grandson have a good impression. However, in exchange for a cold sentence.

"Where's the Red Woman? We're going to take it now!"

He didn't appreciate it, and he never took the jade dew in Mo Youtian's hands.

This cold sentence is like pouring a basin of ice water on the raging fire in an instant.

Instantly extinguished the passion.

Seeing this, Mo Youtian frowned, got up, and looked at the night outside the window. The insects roared.

This sound is like his mood at the moment, seven up and eight down. He sighed deeply and continued.

"The old man has reached his twilight years. I know you hate me from the bottom of your heart. However, although many years have passed since that incident, and now you have grown into a strong man and have your own ideas. Even if you don't want to recognize me, when I see you in the Holy Light today, the old man can see you and die without regrets!"

He does have a hard time.

As the Prince of Light, he once participated in the formulation of the laws of the entire country, let alone breaking the law.

Moreover, he succumbed to the majesty of the Emperor of Light, how could he dare to say half a word.

Speaking of which, Mo Youtian no longer wanted to continue. Because, thinking of his daughter Mo Yuexuan, he suddenly felt exhausted and heartbroken.

I don't know that when I meet Mo Yan Hongyang at this moment, although I can talk about family life, I have no intention of nostalgia again.

Seeing this, Mo Shaohuai was really a little embarrassed.

He glanced at Mo Youtian and looked at Mo Yan Hongyang: "Hey, if you don't recognize your grandfather, I'm afraid you'll end up depressed!"

What does this mean? Is it a radical method, or is it really a thing?

It turned out that two hundred years ago, Mo Youtian was ashamed and angry because of Mo Yuexuan, so he asked Emperor Guangming for an explanation, and wanted to release his daughter under house arrest.

However, in order to maintain his absolute rule over the Holy Light, the Emperor of Light swore to die. Mo Youtian mutinied for this matter.

However, all ended in failure.

Emperor Guangming saw that Mo Youtian was his cousin, so he was spared the death penalty.

Although he regarded himself as a prince, he no longer had real power in the court. The soldiers of the entire Prince's Mansion were all absorbed by the Emperor of Light.

For this reason, Mo Youtian's woman committed suicide with injustice, regretted for life, repented all day long, was old and decrepit, and became depressed.

"I don't want to focus on old things. I don't care if you're depressed. I repeat, tomorrow, at the latest, I will leave here and return to the human realm. ”

As soon as his voice fell, he grabbed his shaking arm, turned around ruthlessly, and walked out of the prince's mansion.

"If you had a heart, why did you imprison my birth mother? If you had a heart, why didn't you take me back to the Holy Light in the first place? If you had a heart, why did you let me go through so much suffering? You don't know how much pain and suffering I have suffered, even if I recognize each other, my heart is already dead in the twilight of my life!"

He muttered in his heart and left ruthlessly. Mo Youtian looked at his back as he left with tears in his eyes, and shouted at the sky.

"O iniquity!"