With the entrance of the wine, Mo Yan did not become more comfortable because of the wine, but brought more melancholy and memories.

Looking at the glow-in-the-dark white lilies that fill the palace, most of my heart is sad.

Just when everyone was intoxicated with wine and singing, Mo Lan did stand up, with a wicked smile on his face, this little expression, no one could see it.

"Father, since my younger brother has also prepared a dance for you, if my father doesn't accept my generous gift, then won't I, the elder brother, be disappointed?" Mo Lan's sharp gaze swept around, not knowing what tricks were in his mind.

"What do you mean by that?" Mu Xiao said with a smile.

"Today's father's birthday, as the eldest son, I must not be the same as my younger brother, I just want to send another song to my father, I wonder if you have Yaxing to listen to the music of your son?"

"Mo Lan looked at what you said, why are you so outside, it's hard to buy affection, as long as it's a generous gift you prepared for me, in the rough, it's all your heart~" Mu Xiao smiled.

"In the eyes of the ministers, is the father and the emperor here, or is the son not honored?"

"Haha, everything is everything, it's all my father's flesh and blood, but my father understands it. But if you want to play, of course your father will listen to it with his heart. ”

"Then thank my father in advance, this song is a son to ask the musician for advice, half a year to learn such a song, I want to play it to my father today, please father permission. ”

"Yes, yes!"

Mo Lan looked at the flower fairy in the stands, and said with a slight smile: "Ladies and gentlemen, I wonder if you can borrow a dance and cooperate with me to play a dance music for my father?"

Many flower fairies naturally didn't dare to refuse when they heard this, after all, this was His Royal Highness in front of them.

"Oh, hehe, since the fairies didn't speak, then I think they agreed?"

Saying that, Mo Lan turned around again, looked at Mo Yan, and said with a fake expression: "Thank you brother here, and there are also flower fairies." ”

Looking at Mo Lan, who was acting like a ghost, Mo Yan seemed to be suspicious: "Brother, what are you doing? It's so strange." ”

With a burst of magic urging Mo Lan, blue water ripples burst out from the palm of his hand, and an emerald green jade flute appeared in his hand in an instant.

Mu Xiao kept coughing and nodded, and his mouth kept praising Mo Lan's filial piety, but he didn't know that Mo Lan's other hand was hidden in his sleeve and held it fiercely.

This imperial position is really a good thing, which makes people completely lose their conscience and mind.

Generations have lived in peace, how did they get to this generation, but they became cruel, and they were so mad that they were still in the middle of the birthday banquet, since Mo Lan had murderous intentions, he wanted to kill his father in person.

In fact, the moment Mo Yan saw the jade flute, he already knew very well that Mo Lan clearly wanted to rebel, and he also knew very well that Mo Lan could turn the flute into a weapon, killing people without a trace, presumably he would blow the magic sound later, it was a weapon that could take people's lives.

Mo Lan put the jade flute to his mouth, recalling the pain when he cultivated this song, the pain of biting that penetrated deep into the bone marrow, how could he forget.

He closed his eyes, hiding the sadness and grievances in his heart for many years, in front of his eyes, although he is not a good father, protecting his younger brother everywhere, and he does care a lot less about himself, but he is a good demon emperor, he still has family affection, friendship, and love for the ministers, he is not a completely brutal and inhuman demon emperor, but why can't he care a little more about himself......

And what Mo Lan did was to take revenge, to take revenge on all the people who were unfair to him, the position of imperial power, because it was his, no matter how good he did, in his father's heart, only Mo Yan, who was also his own flesh and blood, why couldn't he be loved by his father, today, he had to snatch back what belonged to him openly.

"Father, don't blame your sons for not being filial, today's sins are brewed by you personally, and now that it has come to this point, you can only go west on this festive day, in the surprise of everyone, and when you leave, I will bury you well, I will let your favorite second prince become my prisoner, all of this is mine, all of which are my Molan's. Mo Lan looked at Mu Xiao with a cold face and thought.

Mo Lan sneered, the breath in his mouth began to fluctuate, blowing out beautiful notes one after another, and looked intently at Mu Xiao who was sitting on the dragon chair.

This song is beautiful to the ears and sounds wonderful to others, but in terms of the target of the, it affects internal injuries and makes people lose consciousness invisibly.

As the rhythm of the notes accelerated, the flower fairy also flew again in the palace, and Mo Lan increased the magic injection, blending into each note, faster and faster, more and more urgent.

At the end of the song, Mu Xiao smiled and said: "Lan'er, you're tired, sit down and rest, my father is very happy to have your heart." ”

Before Mu Xiao finished speaking, Mo Lan began to feel apprehensive in his heart, and asked tentatively: "Father, this song is good, do you feel it?"

At this time, the scene is still peaceful, the light yarn is dancing, the silk and bamboo are pleasant, everyone is raising their glasses, talking and laughing.

"Yes! Lan'er blows very well, the track is clear, and it sounds beautiful to the ears. ”

Mo Lan was inexplicably flustered in his heart, why didn't the sound of the flute work?

Could it be that my magic is too shallow, or is it because my father's magic is too strong?

"Impossible" Mo Lan shook his head, my father obviously listened to my ecstasy, according to the cultivation, the listener will bleed to death from the five internal organs, this kind of curse is impossible for no one to solve, absolutely impossible.

At this moment, Mu Xiao felt the blood in his chest rolling, and a stream of blood in the depths of his throat came straight to his mouth.

"Mo Lan! you ......"

Mu Xiao looked at Mo Lan with straight eyes, and didn't dare to say a word, for fear that his magic would not be able to suppress his qi and blood, and he would spit out, which would inevitably cause chaos, and he only reacted now, Mo Lan was going to rebel and die himself.

For the sake of the overall situation, in order to stabilize the current situation, I can't let many ministers below know that something is wrong, and I have no choice but to pretend that nothing happens.

But although the expression just now deceived many ministers, it couldn't escape Mo Lan's eyes.

"Okay, you old thing! Such forbearance is just because he is worried about the face of the Demon Emperor of the First Realm, if he vomits blood and dies on his birthday, he will inevitably be praised by future generations. ”

"Alas, bear with it, bear with it, no matter how much you endure, it's just the end of the crossbow, for the sake of many years of father-son love, let you spend the last day happily. ”

Mo Yan saw that something was wrong at the moment, and came to Mu Xiao's side with a brisk step, he didn't say much, but stared at Mo Lan below, and that kind of look wanted to kill him immediately.

"Father, are you okay?" Mo Lan ......," Mo Yan asked.

"It's okay, needless to say, I know it, I expected it, it's just that it came too quickly and too suddenly, I'll be fine, you go down first, don't let others see anything." Mu Xiao endured it and whispered.

"Let's take Jing'er down as well. ”

"Yes!

After Mo Yan finished speaking, he took Mo Jing's little hand, hugged him from the dragon seat, and was about to turn around to leave, Mu Xiao grabbed Mo Yan's embroidered robe suddenly, and whispered: "After today, come to Qixia Hall to find me, I have something to say to you Yan'er." ”