When he was an adult, his father passed the throne to him.

The father's expression was calm and cold, with an innate noble temperament.

Mo Qing thought, probably, only the queen can let the father show a different side.

"Father, how should my sons govern the country?" Mo Qing once asked Mo Jinhan.

At that time, Mo Jinhan was wearing a crimson purple robe, and was extremely handsome, and only said one sentence.

"What you see and hear is worse than think about yourself."

Mo Qing nodded solemnly, "Father, my son know."

The new emperor ascended the throne and governed the country in an orderly manner.

Mo Jinhan ran around with Ranbai with confidence.

I have been to green mountains and clear waters, to bustling areas, and to warm towns.

In the house of the Imperial Book,

Mo Qing threw the memorial aside.

My father and mother should live a good life now.

It is said that the benefits of the world are hard to give up.

But Mo Qing believed that there is such a love in the world that can give up interests.

Isn't what he sees?

"Your Majesty, it's getting late. Are you going to Fenghe Palace?"

Mo Qing's expression was calm, his black eyes were as cool as Mo Jin's cold, but he was covered with a casual smile like white.

"Um."

The queen is a virtuous person.

He and the queen respect each other as guests, flowing forever.

But there is no so-called love.

He doesn't understand the love between the father and the mother.

How can one be so easy to encounter with sincerity?

But that friendship made him admire.

later,

The father fell ill.

Very sick.

That day,

Mo Qing didn't want to disturb the relationship between Mo Jinhan and Ranbai, so he quietly retreated.

When I learned that my father had passed away,

The wine cup in Mo Qing's hand suddenly fell,

There are complex emotions mixed in my heart that are indescribable.

A little reluctant, a little uncomfortable.

My heart was so excited.

He knows,

The father and mother treat him very well.

I still remember when I was young.

The mother once said to herself by her side,

"When I was young, I looked so pretty, so I can't be crooked. Then I will take a girl home."

The father smiled and looked at the mother, indulging indulging in love with her infinite desire.

That warm and harmonious atmosphere,

Mo Qing thought,

He was nostalgic and reluctant to leave.

On the day his father passed away, his mother also left.

Mo Qing went to the palace, dressed in white, and kowtowed three respectfully.

He ordered the person next to him, "Bury the father, mother, and queen in the same coffin."

That's, the will.

Mo Qing looked at the two people lying quietly,

Time seems to have left no trace in front of the two people, as always.

A handsome man and a beautiful woman.

The two seemed to be just sleepy and fell asleep.

When the sun rises, two people will wake up.

The father's life was a miracle. He worked diligently and loved the people, regained countless cities, and developed the country to prosperity.

The father and mother died,

National sadness.

White clothes are everywhere.

Mo Qing walked out of the palace and walked unconsciously into the imperial garden.

Looking at the blooming peach blossom tree not far away, the strange flowers and plants around it,

That scene seemed to appear in Mo Qing's eyes again, just like years ago.

He, his father and mother, stood together.

The mother was wearing a light purple silk-patterned group of silk, and three thousand black and soft ink hair were naturally dispersed, and her delicate face was as delicate as jade, with a faint smile on her face.

Smiling to him,

"Xiaoqing, you can't always have a stern face. Don't be like your father. What if you scare your future wife away?"

At that time, the father was wearing a dark black light gold patterned dragon robe. The tassels on the imperial crown swayed gently, no longer as cold and noble as in front of others, indifferent and majestic, and gentle and doting, "Where did I scare you away?"

At the age of four, he nodded solemnly, with his big black grape-like eyes flashing, "Well, don't be stern, I want my wife!"

Looking at the virtual image not far away, Mo Qing raised a faint smile on the corner of his lips, as if time had flowed back, and he had returned to years ago.

Now, he just wants to say.

I don't have a stern face. Can I ask you to come back?

The sun rises and everything continues as usual.

But only,
Chapter completed!