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Chapter 69 Persecution

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    "Hengshan, where is your second boy?"

    Duan Jinrui and Tong Ruo had already retreated to their respective positions, and the congratulations from the courtiers had come to an end. The emperor seemed to have just remembered, facing Liu Hengshan's direction, and asked slowly, because he was only asking Liu Hengshan alone.  , so the eunuchs next to him don't have to repeat the emperor's question loudly, so, except for the people in the front row, the people sitting behind him don't know anything about his sudden question. Naturally, Liu Moyan's internal strength is profound  , Flying flowers and falling leaves can be heard a hundred steps away, let alone the voice of the emperor.

    The desolation in his eyes subsided, and he raised his head quietly. The emperor's tone was gentle, his face was calm, and he seemed to be gossiping, making it impossible for people to guess his thoughts all at once.

    Liu Moyan took another look at Duan Jinrui, who stood motionless like a sculpture, his eyelashes fluttered slightly, and his eyelids lowered, blocking the light in them.

    Liu Hengshan was present, showing a real daze and bewilderment on his face. Obviously, he didn't understand at all how his son, who had just returned home, could be questioned by the emperor himself.

    "Your Majesty, my son is in the hall now!"

    Liu Hengshan couldn't figure out what the emperor was thinking and didn't bother thinking about it anymore. According to his thinking, his son had only come to the capital not long ago, and even if he wanted to cause trouble, it was too late. Maybe the emperor's summoning was a good opportunity. Such a turn  , with a smile on his face.

    "It is said that Liu Moyan came forward to see you!"

    The eunuch called out loudly, repeating the emperor's order. The voice was loud and round, but it did not have the sharp and piercing voice of the general eunuch, which suppressed the humming of the hall.

    "My lord, Lieutenant Liu Moyan of the hussars, see the emperor, long live my emperor, long live, long live!"

    The sky-blue robe followed the master's kneeling, spreading and flying towards the jade-white cold floor. After layer upon layer, it gradually fell silent, like the waves carrying the waves, making people dazzled with just a glance.

    "Head up!"

    The emperor narrowed his eyes, looked at the stunning face that raised his head, expressionless: "It's really a good-looking talent"

    This sentence itself does not have any bad meaning, but it is a compliment. When the emperor couldn't stand the compliment, the expression on his face seemed to freeze and become very stiff.

    At first, everyone who thought that Liu Moyan got the favor of the emperor and were jealous and guessing, gradually began to sit upright, not saying a word, like a clay bodhisattva, turning a blind eye to the strange atmosphere between the emperor and that young man.

    The atmosphere of silence to silence, starting from the emperor at the top, spread to the bottom layer by layer, and the hall that could make thousands of people drink happily was gradually filled with a suffocating pressure.

    Liu Hengshan looked at the expressionless and unpredictable emperor, then glanced at his son who was pursing his lips tightly, opened his mouth, but he couldn't say anything to persuade him, the king wanted his minister to die, and the minister had to die  , He simply couldn't figure out what was going on now and why.

    The only thing to do is to wait.

    There are raging earth dragons burning in the ground of Tiyuan Hall, and tall Tonglus are arranged in a patchwork order around the corners of the palace. The cold floor and the stuffy air are not exaggerated.  A bead of sweat overflowed, slowly, along the cheek, slid down the chin, with a ticking sound, the crystal clear sweat bead rolled down on the jade white floor, and broke into eight petals.

    His ten fingers pressed on the floor trembled slightly, and his rounded nails, which were trimmed, pressed hard against the cold stone as if they were broken, and wisps of energy swirled between the fingertips.

    Yes, under Duan Muheng's imperial power, Liu Moyan was not afraid, but faintly angry, with a faint killing intent.

    Ever since I heard Duan Muheng announce Duan Jinrui's marriage, I have been angry. Duan Jinrui is the person he likes, even if he really wants to be with Princess Tongruo, even if that man really chooses a woman, it must be Duan Jinrui and Duan Jinrui.  He himself said, yes, and he, Liu Moyan, agreed.

    Duan Muheng, His Majesty the Emperor, are you very powerful?  Wasn't the past life a cup of poison and death?

    If he did not control it desperately, Liu Moyan knew that he would do something irreversible.

    To Liu Moyan, he is enduring, but from the perspective of outsiders, this is a good-looking young man, trembling and frightened under the pressure of the emperor, his pale face, under the black crow  Against the backdrop of the feathers, he becomes more and more pitiful.

    Duan Jinrui had been holding the cup tightly, but suddenly let go, and the black robe with gold trim was raised, Liu Moyan felt a ray of coolness, and the comfortable wind from the bottom of his heart blew the hair around his ears, black  His hair rose up, covering the master's sight, but it didn't make him lose his hearing.

    & np;Looking at the night, it is already the third watch, and the bright moon is also hidden in the black sky, only a few sparse stars flicker, jumping playfully on the blue cotton robe with the smell of alcohol  , spinning and wandering on the hair stained with snowflakes.

    Liu Moyan didn't go into the Zhuangzi, he just leaned against the corner of the wall, caressing the string of beads in his hand, which were rough but smooth after a long time of wiping, the bright smile on his lips was still on the hall just now  , but because of the desolation and silence of the surrounding environment, it is inexplicably desolate.

    The thick cloak covered the shoulders behind itself, and the cold familiar aroma lingered in the nose amidst the sudden warmth.

    Turning around, Liu Moyan raised his hand, and with a snap, he slammed his palm down on the man's cheek. There was still a smile on the young man's lips.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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