The Ups and Downs of the Cold Palace: After Abandoning the Country

Chapter 34 The Emperor's Helplessness

Father Yan turned his face full of vicissitudes to look at Mu Li who was stunned. For a moment, Mu Li felt that his face had become so strange to him. What Shi Yingmuli saw was all strange, and the kindness that was clearly staged just now felt so strange and so hypocritical at this moment.

In this world, true and false, both true and false, who can see clearly and thoroughly?

Shaking his head helplessly, Father Yan was actually not feeling well, but his voice still sounded so calm, as if what he said was just a story that had nothing to do with him: "Son, we know that there are some things we know we can't do." , but you have to do it, this is the helplessness of the emperor!"

So vicissitudes, so powerless, his shoulders seem to be as powerless as a heavy burden weighs on him, just like those falling leaves, which obviously want to take root but have to fall. This is helplessness, the helplessness of life, the helplessness of being a courtier, It is also the helplessness of the emperor.

He said——children, we know that there are some things we know we can't do, but we must do them. This is the helplessness of the emperor!
"I don't believe it, I don't believe that without your vicious and vicious calculations, he would not be able to become a generation of wise kings. It is you who ruined his wonderful life, and even the entire Fenglin Kingdom in the future!" Mingming growled, Mu Li But she said it without warmth, it seemed that she was not speaking to a person, but to a dead thing, after whispering this sentence at Yan Feng, Mu Li walked out of Yan Xiang's mansion without hesitation.

But her face is colder than ice, it is a kind of lifeless, frozen feeling without temperature, she will not make people feel cold, she will only make people feel you, lifeless, as if Just a dead thing.

That night.

There are only a few people on the streets of Fenglin, a thin woman with her head upright, facing the wind, she walks stubbornly step by step towards Fenglin's palace. The night was a bit colder, and the jet-black brocade cannon she was wearing was almost integrated with the night.

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