In the early years, these third princes were young, and every time they left the imperial study, they were not sure about their life or death. They were sent back to the mansion by others. He once took a look.

The young man was thin and covered in blood. He couldn't tell where the wound was. The wound covered his entire back, which was shocking, but the young man had a pale face and endured the pain without saying a word.

Opening his pair of phoenix eyes that looked like a dead man, it was so dark that it was free from any impurities, as if it could swallow people, it quietly brewed with a huge evil.

When he looked at him like that, he was shocked.

He had seen many people in this palace and many unknown things, but this was the first time he had seen such a look.

It is like a lonely wolf walking out of the depths of the abyss, losing everything, experiencing killing, slowly stepping into the long sunshine, but there is no warmth.

And in the imperial study room,

After laughing a few times, Mo Qingcang looked at Mo Liyan like a torch, "Then I ask you, what do you think of the dance at the palace banquet today?!"

Mo Liyan calmly gave eight words of evaluation: "It's as graceful as a stunning geese, and it's as gentle as a dragon."

"Okay!" Mo Qingcang clapped his hands suddenly when he heard such words, as if he was admiring, "What a graceful and beautiful as a dragon!"

The moment the words were finished, the teacup that was originally placed next to the dragon's desk was directly smashed by the owner's figure kneeling straight towards the center without any scruples!

Mo Liyan did not avoid, did not allow, and did not hide.

The white porcelain tea cup hit the prince's beautiful forehead heavily and fell to the ground again. In an instant, sharp porcelain pieces splashed all over the ground, rolling everywhere.

There was a gurgling red blood flowing down his white forehead slowly, rubbing past his side face with sharp lines, giving him a thrilling beauty.

Mo Liyan was unmoved, and his eyes were not changed at all, as if the person who was smashed was not him.

"Oh, Prince, why are you here?" The eunuch general manager saw the bright yellow figure stepping in this direction and hurriedly met.

"I'm here to pay homage to my father." Mo Yelei put his hands behind his back.

Today, when his mother was innocently vented, he would not get any benefits. He would always say a few words to his mother in front of his father.

The eunuchs and general manager felt a headache when he thought of the situation here. Then King Jin was still inside...

In the tense atmosphere between the emperor and King Jin, the prince went in. Wouldn't that add fuel to the fire?

But he could not refuse, so he could only bow his body and said with a stern tongue: "The prince wait for a moment before Rong Nu went in to report."

Mo Yelei nodded.

The eunuch general turned around, took a deep breath, and made a point of heart. He went in. He walked into the imperial study room, not daring to take a look. He bent over and bent, and then knelt on the ground: "Emperor, the prince is asking for a meeting."

His eyes inevitably bumped into the fragments of porcelain cups all over the ground, and in the afterglow, he knelt beside his young prince with his back straight as bamboo, King Jin Mo Liyan.

The blood slowly flowed down from his white forehead, the side lines were cold and cold. Even though this scene was used to, I couldn't help but tremble in my heart.

I didn't dare to take a look, and stared at the ground.

Mo Qingcang leaned back tiredly, closed his eyes, and after a long time, he spoke in an old voice: "Let him come in."

“Wait.”

The eunuch general stood up, pretending to be like he hadn't seen anything, walked out of the imperial study room, with a smile on his face, "Crown Prince, the emperor let you in."

Mo Yelei nodded and walked in with great strides.

As soon as I entered, I saw the messy and depressing scene in the imperial study room, and the atmosphere was silent and silent.

Mo Yelei paused for a moment, and his eyes swept across the straight figure of the prince beside him without any trace. Then, Mo Yelei also knelt down and said respectfully: "My son is paying homage to my father."

"Get up." After all, Mo Qingcang didn't make too embarrassed, so he raised his hand and "sit."

"Thank you, Father." Mo Yelei originally came over to say a few words to the imperial concubine, but now he was a little hesitant when facing such a depressing atmosphere in the study. However, he was only a moment of emotion. He pondered a little and tentatively said: "Father, at today's banquet, it was unintentional for the mother to anger his father..."

It would be fine if Mo Yelei didn't mention that matter. After saying this, Mo Qingcang instantly remembered that Wu, and his cold eyes rushed from Mo Yelei to Mo Liyan.

He didn't say anything.

There was no sound in the imperial study room.

at last,

Mo Qingcang raised his hand, but he couldn't tell his attitude.

"Forget it, you all retreat. Today is like this, I'm tired."

When the emperor said this, Mo Yelei opened his mouth, feeling unwilling, but seeing the emperor's expression, he didn't say anything in the end, so he could only lower his head and said, "I will leave there."

Mo Qingcang stroked the ring on his thumb, nodded, stared at Mo Liyan and said, "As a child of the royal family, he should focus on national affairs and should not be addicted to the singing and dancing of silk and bamboo. I punish you for being in absent from Prince Jin's Mansion for five days. Do you have any objections?"

"My son dare not."

Mo Qingcang didn't say anything anymore. It was probably because he couldn't get into another attack in front of Mo Yelei: "Go down."

Mo Liyan stood up slowly, kneeling for so long did not affect him at all. He had a slender figure, like a bamboo righteousness: "My son is leaving."

Mo Yelei looked at this scene, narrowed his eyes and Mo Liyan out of the imperial study room one by one. Walking on the way to Li Palace, he was beside Mo Liyan, looking as if nothing had happened, and lowered his voice: "San brother, I really gave my mother a good gift."

"It's just calligraphy and paintings. If the prince likes it, I still have it here." Mo Liyan's eyes were placed in the distance of the palace, without any deviation, and his pace continued.

Mo Yelei looked at the person in front of him suspiciously.

In fact, he was not sure what was going on in this matter, nor did he know which dance he was playing. It was just that because Mo Liyan was angry with his father, he was a little suspicious, but he could not confirm it.

After all, there are countless people in the harem who want to harm their mother.

at last,

Without seeing any clues from Mo Liyan's expression, he snorted coldly, "No need for the third brother to bother. If Gu wanted calligraphy and painting, he would naturally get it." After that, he left in another direction.

Through the long palace walls, on both sides are golden glazed tiles and thick gray walls. At first glance, there is no end to see and is shrouded in the late night.

The patrolling guards occasionally walked by in an orderly and solemn manner, or the palace maids carrying lanterns left in a hurry.

At the end, it seemed like a huge murderer was dormant in the darkness, which could tear people apart and swallow them in an instant.

I don’t know how many people have been trapped and tempted in such a deep palace.

Like a gorgeous and huge cage.
Chapter completed!