Tyrant, your vest fell off

Chapter 275 – Moving Mountains

Cangyun City, after three years, four months and [-] days, the famous mountain that stretches between Cangyun City and Shouchun City in the capital, was finally razed to the ground by Emperor Yunlie Sikongque's obsession!

For the purpose of moving the mountain, which is harmful to the country and the people, but has no benefit, I don't know how many imperial envoys and officials who have tried to persuade them have lost their heads and ransacked their homes and exiled them.

However, the young emperor remained unmoved, and still recruited millions of civilians to carry out this will day and night.

Although there were complaints from all over Dafeng, Emperor Yunlie, Sikong Que, used his resolute decision to kill all the unstable factors that were about to move one by one.

Although this maverick young emperor has a violent side, he still inevitably becomes the dream of countless girls who are pregnant with spring.

Regrettably, after the death of the crown prince's biological mother, Li Shi, His Majesty immediately dismissed the harem with an edict.Since then, there have been no concubines in the harem.

In the huge Cangyun Palace, there are only the two masters, His Majesty and His Highness the Crown Prince, and the aunt Sikong Yu who stays in the palace to recuperate.

In the misty rain, Sikong Que, who was dressed in a black dragon robe, was standing at the highest place in the palace - Lanyue Pavilion.

"Qingmei, look! There is no obstacle between Shouchun City and Cangyun City, have you seen that?"

But in the unbearably cold heights, he could never hear her voice again.

Seemingly accustomed to the loneliness of talking to himself, he took out an unfinished hairpin from his sleeve.

He wanted to engrave her every frown and smile deeply, but the moment he dropped the knife, he forgot her original appearance.

"I miss you!"

He was overwhelmed by the thoughts he inadvertently proclaimed.Sorrowful about leaving people, sad and parting, broken thoughts, deep thoughts.

The corners of his eyes were slightly astringent, he lowered his head and quietly wiped away the tears that had already slipped quietly, and turned around to carve a green plum blossom that would never end and bloom forever in the midst of his youth.

"Father! Hug!"

A soft and waxy voice came into his ears, and immediately his legs were hugged tightly by a pair of equally soft and waxy hands.

"Ok!"

He put the hairpin back into his sleeve, turned his head and wiped away the suspicious water stains in the corners of his eyes, and then looked down at the child who was coquettishly begging him for a hug.

"Hug! Hug!"

"Good good!"

He leaned over and hugged their child in his arms. Prince Sikong Nianqing was proudly grabbing his father's crown at this time, his mouth was full of pastry residue, and he habitually put his head on his father's dragon robe , wiped for a long time.

When he looked back, Sikong Que's black dragon robe had already been covered with traces of a large mass of pastry residue.

The little prince triumphantly showed a deep and childish smile, which really made Sikong Que dumbfounded.

Immediately, they showed a faint smile dotingly, the facial features of the father and son were very similar, and they had similar smiles at this time, only one was deep and restrained, and the other was pretending to be old-fashioned.

But none of the maids had the idea of ​​climbing the dragon bed in vain, because those palace maids who once wanted to climb the dragon and attach the phoenix were all beheaded by His Majesty's sword to make an example.

The father and son soon came to the cold palace, he picked a pear casually, washed it clean, and stuffed it into Xiao Nianqing's hands.

A child is a child, and after having something delicious, he obediently followed behind Sikong Que, step by step.

"What's for dinner tonight?"

"Hmm...Nanjiang...Karma! I want to cry Caixin...Osmanthus fragrans...Bai."

Xiao Nianqing's mouth was full of sweet pear meat, and she said vaguely.

"understood!"

He took off the obstructing dragon robe and crown, put on narrow-sleeved regular clothes, and began to prepare his son's fried liver, shiitake mushrooms, and osmanthus short ribs.

(End of this chapter)