Go Through My Demon Host

Time passes day by day.

Mo Jinhan should also appear.

He placed a kiss on the center of the dyed white eyebrows, "Wait for me."

Dye Bai gave a faint "um" sound,

Golden Palace,

above the hall.

Mo Yuan stood before the throne and said with a sad face,

"Now that the emperor's brother is deceased, the country cannot live without a monarch for a day. The ministers and brothers are willing to take on this important task and lead our country to a prosperous world!"

Some of the lowly ministers were willing to make Mo Yuan the emperor, and some insisted on Mo Jinhan.

And the Prime Minister's Mansion, Yi Bai's father, was pale.

He didn't believe it at all.

My baby girl just died.

how is it so easy...

Suddenly,

A figure appeared in the Golden Palace.

"I'm not dead yet, what does the emperor mean?"

Mo Jinhan was dressed in a purple robe, with a jade crown and hair tied together. His facial features were as perfect as those of a god's mansion.

His voice was filled with endless chill, like the cold snow in early winter, which was inhumanely cold.

Mo Yuan looked at Mo Jinhan as if he had seen a ghost, his steps were unsteady, he almost fell, his eyes widened, "Huang, brother Huang!?"

"You, aren't you..." Dead?

How would it appear here?

Mo Jinhan's expression was cold and indifferent, and his gestures and gestures interpreted the inherent dignity and domineering, "Why, the emperor seems to not want me to appear here."

"No, where, Brother Huang, you have been missing for so long before, Brother Huang, I'm really worried about you." Mo Yuan reluctantly said with a smile, cursing which secret guards were in his heart.

Let them search the individual and can't find it, now it's good!

"Oh, right?" Mo Jinhan said in a mean voice.

"Dang, of course." The smile on Mo Yuan's face seemed a bit stiff and unnatural, and he immediately mentioned, "Brother Huang, you have been missing for so many days, and they all say that you fell off a cliff. What's going on?"

Mo Jinhan flicked his sleeves, his expression was indifferent and noble, and he said lightly, "It's just that he encountered an assassin."

The tone was paused, and the sharpness of the words exuded a faint chill, "These assassins, I will definitely solve them."

I don't know who these so-called assassins are.

Mo Yuan laughed,

He echoed, "Naturally it has to be solved, solved..."

The other old officials stood there trembling, their bodies shivering.

The emperor suddenly returned.

Those who acted frequently when Mo Jinhan disappeared, probably regretted it to death at this moment.

Mo Jinhan walked to the high position step by step, and pointed to the position under the high platform with clear bones, "Brother Huang, are you standing in the wrong position?"

Mo Jinhan's careless words made Mo Yuan's face aching, as if he had been slapped hard.

Embarrassedly smiled, "Brother Huang said yes."

Mo Jinhan was sitting on the dragon chair with a slender and upright figure, with a cold and perfect face with innate dignity and grace.

The coercion of the emperor made the hall of Jinluan silent.

"Su Changwei, Minister of Punishment, Baihe, Minister of History, Lu Yan, Tingwei..." Mo Jinhan casually read out the names of officials one after another. His expression was cold and indifferent.

Following Mo Jinhan's name, the people above the hall shivered and knelt on the cold white marble slab.

Mo Jinhan meaningfully looked at the trembling ministers below, "It seems that some people did a lot when I was away."

The tone of voice that is neither fast nor slow nor cold, does not contaminate any emotion, but makes people more uneasy.

"If that's the case, then, let's punish them together..."

Clean the hall and inject new blood.

A sweep of the entire palace began.

but,

not yet,

With this alone, it is impossible to take action against Mo Yuan.

so,

One more chance is needed.

Waiting for Mo Yuan's calculation.