emperor!The father-in-law ran away again!

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Qin Fu'er is leaving the palace today and going back to the palace. Her mother and concubine are about to give birth, and as a daughter, she always has to go back. After thinking about it, she decided to come to Qingluan Palace to say goodbye to Mo Feng.

Looking at the closed door, Qin Fu'er recalled how she looked when she saw Mo Feng that day, and a trace of sadness flashed in her eyes.

Mo Feng must be very sad now, no one would be happy to be treated like this by the emperor's uncle, Qin Fu'er patted his cheek, trying to make himself smile.

The concubine mother had told Qin Fu'er before that Fu'er had such a pretty smile that people couldn't help but laugh every time they saw it.

If her smile could make Mo Feng happier, then she would happily say goodbye to him.

The emperor sent someone to give orders today, so the guards did not stop Qin Fu'er from entering. Qin Fu'er patted his cheeks, and the smile on his face was as dazzling as a peach blossom in early spring.

"Mo Feng!" Qin Fu'er opened the door and entered, her crisp voice was extremely clear in the empty Qingluan Palace.

But as soon as he entered, he suddenly frowned, there was no Mo Feng around, where did he go?But just when Qin Fu'er was puzzled, he saw someone seemed to be in a dark corner not far away. Qin Fu'er squinted his eyes and opened his mouth tentatively.

"Mo Feng...is that you?"

Her voice trembled a little, and then she walked towards the dark corner step by step.

But suddenly she stopped, and she looked at the man with empty eyes curled up in the corner with disbelief, and the smile on her face collapsed in an instant.

She looked at the thin figure in front of her, with pale and thin cheeks and those empty eyes, her heart tightened suddenly.Qin Fu'er felt her nose sore, and tears blurred her vision for a moment.

Mo Feng sat on the ground, curled up in the corner and looked out the window with empty eyes, as if he hadn't found Qin Fu'er, nor heard Qin Fu'er's voice.

"Mo Feng..." Qin Fu'er squatted down and gently grabbed Mo Feng's hand, but found that it was terribly cold.

"Don't sit on the ground, get up." She gently tugged on Mo Feng's arm, but Mo Feng indifferently shook her off.

"Mo Feng... why did you become like this, what happened during this time?" Her voice choked up.

Mo Feng turned his eyes away, and looked out of the window lightly, ignoring it.

"If something happens, tell me, if the emperor bullies you, I will go and take you!"

Mo Feng was startled, he turned to look at Qin Fu'er, and gently wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes with his hand.

"You are different from him, you go, don't come here." His voice was hoarse and soft, but cold and alienated.

Qin Fu'er couldn't bear the sourness in her eyes any longer, and burst into tears.

"Wuuuu, Mo Feng, I'm leaving. I'm here to say goodbye to you today. During these days, uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu." Pull out a happy smile.

Mo Feng looked at Qin Fu'er, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, he didn't remember how long he hadn't smiled, but maybe this was the last time he laughed.

"Take care." After leaving these words, Mo Feng stopped talking.

Qin Fu'er nodded indiscriminately, endured the soreness in his eyes, and walked out of Qingluan Palace in three steps.

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Qin Fu'er left, looking at the gloomy sky outside the window, a flash of determination flashed in Mo Feng's eyes, he got up and walked out from the dark corner, lifted the tea bowl and dropped it heavily on the ground, picked up a fragment of the tea bowl on the ground, and hid it in the sleeve...

All the absurdity, all the shame, and everything will go with tonight...

The sky was gloomy outside the window, Qin Fu'er got on the sedan chair leaving the palace, opened the curtain and looked in the direction of Qingluan Palace.

"Boom." A bolt of lightning thundered down.

"Let's go quickly, I'm afraid it's going to rain." Li Nanny urged.

After the sedan chair was driven out of the palace, Qin Fu'er put down the curtain, and neither the emperor's uncle nor Mo Feng came to see him off. Although he didn't know what happened between them, Qin Fu'er knew that she could not change everything.

I hope that time can dilute everything, so that Mo Feng and Uncle Huang can be together well and stop torturing each other...

Qin Yuanming looked at the direction where the sedan chair disappeared from a distance, and looked at the gradually darkening sky.

"He has a good meal today."

"Go back to the emperor, Mr. Mo has some food today." The eunuch beside him said in a low voice.

The sky gradually darkened, and the sky was as gloomy as Qin Yuanming's depressed heart at the moment. He looked in the direction of Qingluan Palace, and unconsciously arrived at the gate of Qingluan Palace.

The sky outside the window was gloomy, Qin Yuanming looked at the dim palace, and his gaze fell on the person on the bed.

At this moment, Mo Feng was leaning on the side of the bed, his eyelashes covered his eyelids with butterfly-like long eyelashes, his pale lips were pursed under his tall nose, he seemed to be asleep.

A bit of coolness was blown into the room by the wind, Qin Yuanming walked over gently, and brushed Mo Feng's cheek with his big palm.

When he was asleep, he was far more likable than when he was awake.

Although this movement was gentle, it still woke up the person on the bed. He opened his eyes, and looked at Qin Yuanming standing beside the bed with empty eyes, with a flash of disgust in his eyes.

Qin Yuanming's hand was hanging in the air. Looking at Mo Feng like this, a nameless flame was inexplicably born in his heart. What did he do to make him hate me so much.

He is the emperor, and if he wants a man or a woman, no one has ever dared to say no, but Mo Feng, who doesn't know what to do, challenges the limits of what he can accept time and time again.

He told himself again and again that Mo Feng was just a dispensable existence, what he liked was always his body, he needed to purify his fire, that's all.

But now, seeing him like this, Qin Yuanming can no longer control the unknown fire in his heart.

"Seeing me disgusts you so much?" His voice was cold and angry.

Mo Feng turned his eyes away, and the corners of his mouth curled up in a cold arc. "I'm just a slave. How dare I hate the emperor? Didn't the emperor let the slaves live in hell? People who live in hell can't laugh."

One sentence made Qin Yuanming speechless, but he became more and more annoyed. He grabbed Mo Feng's neck and pressed it heavily on the bed, a gleam of scorching anger flashed in his cold black eyes.

"Since you want to live in hell, then I will make it happen for you!" The big palm tore open Mo Feng's skirt, and a bolt of lightning came down, reflecting Qin Yuanming's distorted face at the moment.

Mo Feng looked at it coldly, tightly clutching the fragment of the teacup that he hid in his palm, a trace of icy frost flashed in his empty eyes.

Qin Yuanming didn't see it, he squeezed Mo Feng's chin, covered those pale lips that lost their blood color, pried open his lips and teeth, and moved forward to stir Mo Feng's lips and tongue.

Qin Yuanming's breath was filled with the cold breath left by Qin Yuanming. Mo Feng let Qin Yuanming ask for no resistance, just as obedient as a puppet, but the more so, Qin Yuanming became more and more annoyed.

But at this moment, Mo Feng's hanging hand suddenly lifted up, revealing a sharp fragment, his eyes flickered, and he stabbed Qin Yuanming's neck fiercely.

Lightning thundered down, and a shadow came out, but Mo Feng's wrist suddenly tightened, and then was twisted forcefully, Mo Feng let out a pain, and the fragments fell to the ground.

He widened his eyes, his red eyes were full of hatred, "Let go!" He wanted to struggle but was pressed against the bed by Qin Yuan's backhand, unable to move an inch, his arm seemed to be twisted off by Qin Yuanming, but Mo Feng was tight He gritted his teeth without making a sound.

"Just because you can kill Dezhen?" The icy breath fell on Mo Feng's cheeks, and the place where it passed was full of tremors.

The heavy rain poured down outside the window, Mo Feng was gasping for breath, and almost exhausted all his strength during the struggle, no matter how much he struggled now, it was futile.

Mo Feng clenched his fists tightly, damn it, why did he fail at the last moment, he was not reconciled, not reconciled!

Qin Yuanming suppressed the anger that was about to come out, and a cruel smile gradually appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Mo Feng, I said before, what is the thing I hate the most!"

The body was pressed by Qin Yuanming, Mo Feng couldn't move an inch, Qin Yuanming's icy voice fell in Mo Feng's ears, Mo Feng's eyes widened, Qin Yuanming's big palm landed on Mo Feng's back, and violently tore Mo Feng's body. Mo Feng twisted his body, resisting with all his strength, but this action made Qin Yuanming's flames intensify.

He was breathing heavily, and his big palm was pressing on Mo Feng's waist. Mo Feng didn't know where the strength came from. The moment Qin Yuanming let go of his hand, he turned over, hugged Qin Yuanming's neck and bit it down. The fishy and sweet smell spread, but Mo Feng did not let go, as if he wanted to swallow his flesh and blood before he would stop.

Qin Yuanming pushed Mo Feng away forcefully, "Slap." He raised his hand and slapped Mo Feng on the cheek, covering his bloody neck, and said angrily:

"How dare you bite me!"

Mo Feng spat out blood, looked up at Qin Yuanming, the blood red eyes were full of hatred.

"Do not touch me."

The lightning outside the window reflected his eyes full of hatred at the moment, falling into Qin Yuanming's eyes, the eyes were scorching and dazzling, which only made Qin Yuanming feel a surge of anger.

"You think I dare not kill you!" A cold breath spread.

"Hahaha..." Mo Feng laughed out loud suddenly, this smile was sad, but more of it was the madness after despair.

"Come on, kill!" He got up and looked at Qin Yuanming with red eyes.

Qin Yuanming's eyes became colder and colder, and he looked down at Mo Feng, and couldn't bear the overwhelming anger in his heart anymore. He is the emperor of Min Yuguo, and he will never tolerate anyone who tries to kill him, but But he tolerated Mo Feng again and again.

The anger made Qin Yuanming's eyes even colder and frightening. With a wave of his hand, a cold voice sounded.

"Come here, put Mo Feng into the dungeon!"

A guard came in and escorted Mo Feng out of the Qingluan Palace. The cold rain hit Mo Feng's body and face, washing away the blood stains from the corners of his mouth. The lightning that appeared from time to time illuminated that pale face, those pair of eyes. In the originally empty eyes, there is nothing but hatred at this moment.

"Qin Yuanming, I hate you!"

The sound was not loud, but Qin Yuanming who was not far away could hear it clearly.

Qin Yuanming paused, looking at the figure that disappeared in the rain, clenched his fists tightly in his sleeves.