Chapter 615

Time passes day by day.

Mo Jinhan, should also appear.

She kissed her white eyebrow and said, "wait for me."

Dyed white, a faint "um" sound,

Jinluan hall,

Facing the hall.

Moyuan stood before the throne and said with a sad face,

"Now that the emperor's brother is dead, the country cannot be without a king for a day. My younger brother is willing to take this important task and lead our country to prosperity!"

Some of the low ministers are willing to embrace Mo yuan as the emperor, while others stick to Mo Jin Han.

The prime minister's house, that is, Yibai's father, was pale.

He doesn't believe it.

His baby daughter died.

Why is it so easy

Suddenly,

A figure appeared in the Jinluan hall.

"I'm not dead yet, brother Huang. What does that mean?"

Mo Jinhan is dressed in a purple robe with a jade crown and hair. She is as perfect as the facial features of the God residence. She has a slender and straight posture, cold and noble momentum and elegant appearance.

The voice is filled with endless cold, like the cold snow in early winter.

Mo yuan looked at Mo Jin Han like a ghost. His steps were unstable, he almost fell down and stared, "emperor, brother!?"

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

What, is it here?

Mo Jinhan looked cold and indifferent. She explained her inherent dignity and domineering, "why, brother Huang doesn't seem to want me to appear here."

"No, where, brother Huang? You've been missing for so long. Brother Huang, I'm really worried about you." Mo yuan reluctantly said with a smile, cursing those dark guards in his heart.

They can't find anyone by searching. It's all right now!

"Oh, really." Mo Jin said in a cold voice.

"When, of course." the smile on Mo yuan's face was somewhat stiff and unnatural, and then mentioned, "brother Huang, you've been missing for so many days. They all say you fell off the cliff. What's the matter?"

Mo Jin Han brushed his sleeve, looked indifferent and precious, and said lightly, "it's just that he met an assassin."

The tone paused, the conversation was sharp and sent out a faint chill, "these assassins, I will solve them."

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

Mo yuan smiled and echoed, "nature is to be solved, solved..."

The other old ministers stood there trembling.

The emperor suddenly returned.

Those who acted frequently when Mo Jinhan disappeared, I'm afraid they regret to die at the 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, is he standing in the wrong position?"

Mo Jin Han's careless words made Mo yuan's face hot and painful, like being slapped hard.

He smiled, "what brother Huang said is."

Mo Jin Han is tall and straight, sitting on the Dragon chair, with a cold and perfect face with inherent noble elegance.

The emperor's coercion made the Jinluan hall silent.

"Su Changwei, the Minister of justice of the Ministry of punishment, Bai He, the waiter of the Ministry of history, and Lu Yan, the Tingwei..." Mo Jinhan casually read out the names of one official after another. Look cold and indifferent, it's hard to see through.

With the name read by Mo Jin Han, the people on the hall trembled and knelt on the cold white marble slab.

Mo Jin Han looked at the trembling ministers below meaningfully, "it seems that some people still have a lot of actions when I'm not here."

No disease, no slow, no cold, no light tone, not contaminated with any emotion, but it makes people more uneasy.

"In that case, let's punish them together..."

Clean chaotang and inject new blood.

The whole palace began a big sweep.

however,

Not yet,

This alone can't fight against Moyuan.

So,

Another chance is needed.

Wait for Mo yuan's calculation.