Chapter 627
Go Through My Demon Host
When he became an adult, his father passed the throne to him.
The father looked calm and cold, with his inherent dignity and elegance.
Mo Qing thought, probably, only the empress mother can let her father show a different side.
"Father emperor, how should children and ministers govern the country?" Mo Qing once asked Mo Jin Han.
At that time, Mo Jinhan was dressed in a purple robe and was incomparably handsome. She only said a word,
"What you see and hear is not as good as what you think."
Mo Qing solemnly nodded, "father, son and Minister know."
The new emperor ascended the throne and governed the country in good order.
Mo Jin Han runs around with dyed white at ease.
I have been to green mountains and green waters, to prosperous areas, and to warm towns.
In the Royal book house,
Mo Qing threw the memorial aside,
Father and mother should be doing well now.
They say it's hard to give up the interests of the world,
Mo Qing believes that there is such a love in the world that can give up interests.
Isn't that what he saw?
"Emperor, it's getting late. Are you going to Fenghe palace?"
Mo Qing looked calm. Her black eyes were as cold as Mo Jin, but they were covered with a careless smile like dyed white,
"Yes."
The queen is a virtuous and virtuous person.
He and the queen respected each other like guests, and the water flowed long.
But there is no so-called love.
He didn't understand the affection between father and queen mother.
A true heart, which is so easy to meet?
But he admired the friendship.
Later,
The father fell ill.
Very ill.
That day,
Mo Qing doesn't want to disturb the relationship between Mo Jin Han and ran Bai, and quietly retreats out.
The moment I learned of my father's death,
The wine in Mo Qing's hand suddenly fell,
In my heart, mixed with the complex emotions of indescribable and unknown.
A little reluctant, a little uncomfortable.
My heart hurts.
He knows,
His father and mother treated him very well,
Vaguely remember when I was a child,
The queen mother once said to herself around him,
"When I was young, I looked so good, but I can't grow crooked. I'll turn a girl home at that time."
The father looked at his mother with a smile and indulged her infinitely.
That warm and harmonious atmosphere,
Mo Qing thought,
He is reluctant to give up.
On the day of his father's death, his mother also left.
Mo Qing went to the palace, dressed in white and kowtowed three heads respectfully.
He ordered the people nearby, "bury the father, the emperor and the empress in the same coffin."
That's a 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.
Men are handsome and women are beautiful.
It seems that they are just sleepy and asleep.
When the sun rises, two people will wake up.
His father's life was a miracle. He worked hard and loved the people, recovered countless cities and developed the country to prosperity.
Father and mother died,
National sorrow.
White clothes show everywhere.
Mo Qing walked out of the palace and walked into the imperial garden unconsciously.
Looking at the peach blossom trees in full bloom and the strange flowers and plants around,
The scene seems to appear again in Mo Qing's eyes, just like years ago,
Little him, father and queen mother, stand together.
The queen mother was dressed in Lavender light striped Luo Qun, 3000 black and soft ink hair naturally scattered, and her delicate jade like face was holding a shallow smile,
Smiled and said to him,
"Xiaoqing, you can't always keep a face. Don't be like your father. What if you scare your future wife away?"
At that time, the father emperor was dressed in a dark light gold dragon robe. The tassels on the emperor's crown swayed gently, no longer cold and dignified in front of others, indifferent and dignified, smiling gently and spoiled, "where did I scare you away?"
At that time, he was only four years old, solemnly nodded, his big black grape eyes flickered, "well, don't keep a straight face, want a lady!"
Looking at the virtual image not far away, Mo Qing's lips aroused a shallow smile, as if time went back and returned to years ago.
Now, he just wants to say.
I don't have a straight face. Can I ask you to come back?
The sun still rises and everything goes on as usual.
But only,
Without those two wipes, the amazing figure.