Chapter 618

Mo Jinhan: "

Is he so terrible?

Obviously not.

Mo Jinhan stretched out his hand to hold the prime minister. His thin lips opened gently, and his voice was unspeakably serious, "you are a white father, that is, my father."

The prime minister came back from his own imagination.

What makes the king of a country call himself his father? It's too challenging to bear.

Xin Kui's heart is good. Otherwise, what should he do if he is frightened out of heart disease?

However, the emperor seems to be serious.

Mo Jinhan didn't think that just one meeting could change people's point of view, and reached out to make a gesture of invitation, "Dad, please sit down."

Ranbai takes a sip of tea and coughs.

It always feels a little funny.

Suppress the rising radian of the corners of the lips, and turn a smile in the eyes dyed with white ink, "Dad, what's the matter?"

The prime minister watched by two people at the same time: "

Wait, the prime minister is a little square!

Let him clear his mind.

The prime minister pondered for a moment, his eyes fell on Mo Jinhan and ran Bai, and finally said, "cough, emperor, do you want to enjoy the flowers?"

I'm not distracted. It's just a test.

After all, I want to talk to Bai Bai alone. It's better to talk about something with Mo Jinhan.

Mo Jinhan got up, dressed in a purple ancient costume, Qingjun and Jinggui, "good."

The fingertips dyed as white as jade drew a circle on the blue and white fine porcelain tea, and said carelessly, "what does Dad want to say?"

The prime minister glared at ranbai and patted his heart. "Baibai, what does the emperor mean? The sound of dad just now startled me, you know!"

Dyed white took a sip of tea and blinked innocently, "is there a problem? No, it's very good."

Prime Minister: "

"What do you mean good? Tell me honestly. How did the emperor treat you?"

Dyed white, gently sipping the light pink cherry lips, like a faint light in the crystal clear eyes like a black gem, "very good."

"Er..." the prime minister looked at ranbai and asked, "what is it, very good?"

Dyed white and crooked his head, the soft black silk tilted along the arc on the delicate white side face, "it's good, it's good."

The prime minister pondered for a moment, "Bai Bai, do you think the emperor is sincere to you?"

The emperor is sincere and valuable.

He's scared,

It's the baby daughter who is caught up in intrigue in the palace.

If Mo Jin Han has a feeling for ranbai, and if he really spoke sincerely just now, the prime minister can safely stand in Mo Jin Han's school.

But if not,

Then sooner or later, Mo Jinhan will fight against ranbai.

Dyed white slightly drooped his eyes. The slender curled eyelashes cast a half circle shadow at the moment, covering the mood of passing in his eyes, "Mo Jin is cold, very good."

Therefore, the dispute over the throne can stand beside Mo Jinhan.

Hearing ranbai's words, the prime minister nodded and breathed a sigh of relief.

No matter what it is, the parties know best.

"Bai Bai, when the emperor's life and death were unknown, did you always follow him?"

The fingertips dyed as white as jade knocked on the stone table one by one, sending out a crisp rhythmic regular sound, "HMM."

The prime minister didn't ask too much. It's enough to know some things.

Knowing too much is not a good thing.

"Well, for nothing, if you live well, daddy will rest assured."

I don't want to care so much when I am old. I just want to give my daughter a happy life.

Originally,

He wants to find the best son-in-law for his daughter, no matter the poor family, as long as he really wants to dye white.

But the sudden decree interrupted the prime minister's calculation,

I had to let my daughter into the deep palace.

Now, what you ask.

It's just that the emperor should be better at dyeing white.