Evil Phoenix

Chapter 162 The Coercion of Tianao Country (1)

Unconsciously, when I first met Ling Liche, who stood gracefully behind the light and stood proudly and indifferently in the circle of killers, my mind came back unconsciously.

There is no murderous look on her body, she is gentle and elegant...

Just standing there so naturally, but it has a taste of being independent from the world, uncontested...

The crescent-white unpretentious figure at the Six Nations Conference, the peaceful and unruffled burning of incense and playing the piano, and the deep and moist pupils, seemed to see through the vicissitudes of life, elegant and elegant...

In the most charming night in his body, he lightly embraced her into his arms.

Zitong's pupils are clear and bright, and that gentle gaze, as if not stained with any dust in the world, looks straight into her heart, causing people to sink...

Before he knew it, everything about him seemed to be engraved in his heart.

No matter how you deliberately forget it, you can't stop the lingering love, the vines crawling...

Tears spilled out of the corners of her eyes unknowingly, the strength she thought was instantly wiped out.

The wall in my heart collapsed when I thought about the child who was lost before it was formed...

Tears run down.

After a long time, he fell asleep quietly with pain in his eyes.

……

The resplendent inner hall of the imperial palace and the brightly lit main hall do not appear dark in the night, but are like pearls embedded in the night, shining brightly.

On both sides of the long hall corridor, there is a palace wall made of exquisite carved railings and jade, and the grand court hall on the other side. The hard stone snow-white pavement is stacked one after another, and intricate and exquisite patterns are carved.

The doors are closed one after another, bringing out strands of mystery in the night...

In Zhaoyang Hall, in front of the large and exquisite desk, Emperor Killing was sitting on a dragon-carved hollow chair with a serious face, looking at Mo Junhan who entered in a chic suit.

The dignity in the eyes of his most proud emperor's son is slowly gathering...

"My son has seen his father"

Not paying attention to the change in Emperor Killing's expression, Mo Junhan stepped into the hall and bowed respectfully.

Seeing this, Emperor Shi's eyes flashed with relief, not to mention his son's excellent mental strategy, just his calmness and calmness, his unhurried calmness when encountering problems is enough for him to entrust him with important responsibilities.

The seriousness in his eyes lightened a bit.

"Get up."

"I don't know why the father urgently called his children and ministers here?"

Mo Junhan stared at the Emperor Killing in front of him without daring to relax.

He was not absent this morning, and it's only nightfall. It stands to reason that Emperor Killing shouldn't be in such a hurry to inform him of anything in this situation.

Could something have happened?
Looking at the dignified Emperor Killing with a hint of doubt, there was nothing unusual on his expression.

"This is why I ask you what good deed you have done without telling your father?"

Shi Di's eyes suddenly became sharp.

Sure enough, as an emperor, even his most beloved child, he would never allow anyone to dare to challenge his imperial power. It is a capital offense to deceive the Holy Majesty!
No matter how much he protects Mo Junhan, he will never be allowed to do anything out of the ordinary.

The first thing this king has to learn is to think about the world first and then think about himself.

"My son doesn't dare!"

Mo Junhan's eyes flashed, his eyelids closed, and he knelt down quietly.

He already guessed the reason why Emperor Killing called him here.

It's just that Killing Emperor intended to bestow Bai Luoge on him, so he shouldn't have asked about it.

Could something have happened?
"In this way, the disappearance of the second lady of Dingguo General's Mansion has nothing to do with you?"

Killing Emperor's eyes were sharp, looking straight at Mo Junhan who was kneeling on the ground, his eyes were full of doubts.

(End of this chapter)