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Chapter 389 Father and Son [Part 1]

"The long orchids and green branches willows are incompetent in the middle of the night. I only listen to the songs and have a long and long time. It is the past and present..."

Singing in the Qin Palace with a bit of sadness makes people feel sad when they hear it, and melancholy when they hear it. Instead of being weak with the female voice, the voice is more masculine and heroic.

This sound comes from a woman's mouth.

In Changting Gallery, Li Liang's face turned slightly red, and there were two jars of old wine in front of him. Judging from the vintage, it should be the best wine on earth that has been preserved for a century.

"I have red clothes and green jackets. General He is back. My good man, you..."

The woman was wearing a palace dress, and the yarn was pink. Except for a circle of cloth on her chest, the rest of the positions were almost vacuum.

Bang.

The woman's heroic song with a bit of desolation had not been finished, but was interrupted by a sudden sound from outside the pavilion. She saw a sturdy old minister in black who was over fifty years old, now she was thrown into the gallery like a sandbag.

Thorn.

A sound of tearing the cloth sounded, and then there were endless screams.

When the singer finally came to her senses, she looked at the corpse lying at Li Liang's feet, and a trace of fear flashed in her eyes.

She knew the corpse in front of her. Just recently, when she was alive, she was still snuggling in the arms of the King of Qin. At that time, she felt that she was being favored by others and felt that Li Liang should not like men, and this man dared not spy on the official position of Qin.

But now, right in front of her, this pretty man who was on par with her a few hours ago was now killed in front of her!

Kill! Not only in front of her, but also in front of the master of the Qin Dynasty, Li Liang, who was in his heroic age.

My heart couldn't help but be beating wildly. After frightened, the young lady glanced at the Qin Prince Li Mo who was walking towards the long pavilion. Her eyes were a little scared, and then she felt a sense of sadness from the rabbit and the fox.

They are also Li Liang's toys. Now this person has been killed by Qin Prince. Their backing, the King of Qin of the Great Qin Empire has not expressed his opinion.

Does that mean that Li Mo in front of him killed her, and the lord of the Great Qin Kingdom beside him would not take it seriously?

Of course, as a singer, she said that Li Liang's heart is much higher than the person on the ground. After all, she can eat grass, right?

If you have some luck and use the holy favor, you may be shot. After giving birth to a child, you will become the most noble woman in Daqin.

But all these fantasies about the future cannot make the singer relieve her fear, nor can she feel any sense of comfort.

This person walked in front of him was the future King of Qin.

No one cared about the dead bodies on the ground, and naturally no one cared about the singer's salary. In the long court of the rent gallery, Li Mo saw his father Wang Gao sitting on the bench, and smiled at the interview and said softly: "Yeah, I'm back."

"Um."

Li Liang's voice was a little wrong, just like a tone of comforting the aging elderly. If it weren't for the lack of prosperity in the momentum around him, Li Mo was afraid that he would really be unable to resist rebellion.

There is no father and son before the throne!

If he had the ability, Li Mo would never mind sitting on the Iron Throne before his father passed the throne.

"How is the situation?"

"Mr. Jijiu still seems to want to stay at home. If he hadn't touched his bottom line, he wouldn't have become your stepping stone.

After talking about this game, Li Mo pinched himself with his hands, wondering if he was dreaming.

To be honest, look at what expression Li Liang showed after receiving the news.

Too scary.

My heart lamented, and Li Mo continued, "Yes, we don't seem to be necessary to suspect Mr. Jijiu's approach. With Mr. Jijiu's temperament, as long as no one disturbs him, he may be able to hide in the mountains and keep looking for ways to become an immortal."

"Is this your idea? Li Liang raised his eyebrows, picked up the wine bowl in front of him and took a big sip: "He is still young..."

"Um?"

"I'm too young to count, and I still have some persistence inside. If Zhao Yang or You Zhibao changes to your position now, I think there are already hundreds of "experts" who have set up a net of heaven and earth here, so you can avoid the possibility of a counterattack.

Speaking of this, Li Liang couldn't help but shake his head.

He hadn't slept for many days. Since the noise of a weasel sounded in his ears, Li Liang felt something was wrong.

Not to mention that his sexual orientation is becoming closer to the worldview of fuji, he only said that at this moment, his heart was filled with uncontrollable anger of indulgence, as if he had completely lost his infectiousness to his body, making him very eager to stretch out his hand and slap his own son in front of him to death.

Where does the nameless karma fire come from?

Inner Demon?

Or trouble?

If possible, Li Liang even hoped to deliver his son to the dining table at this time. As long as he did it a few more times, Li Liang felt that his goods could be eliminated.

This is not simply annoying, but when a person has mastered the power, his heart will involuntarily panic about death, and even, in many cases, he will have a full murderous intent for his children and grandchildren who will inherit their position in the future.

You are my son, and you are about to inherit my throne... Then, if I kill you, don't you have to die?

You want to take everything from me! No way! There is not even a window!

These words in my heart are like a male mosquito. Although it does not bite you, as long as you hear the sound of it flying by your ear, will you stand up uncontrollably until the mosquito is killed and you will have the heart to sleep peacefully?

To put it simply, almost every emperor of all dynasties has this problem. Whether it is Qin Emperor Han Wu, Tang Emperor Song Zu, almost every wise monarch, when they made the next king, the person who accepted his fate had a high chance of dying at the hands of his biological father.

As for the reason?

There are all kinds of reasons, but the most popular saying is that Li Liang, who is an elder, does not want to hand over everything he has to his son like those seniors, and then die silently.

He hasn't enjoyed enough of the treatment of imperial power!

The one who has been wandering in front of me is his son and his biggest enemy.

Therefore, when Li Mo walked to Li Liang, Li Liang would involuntarily have the nonsensical idea of ​​"kill him and I will save you for another fifty years."

Whoever dares to rob the throne is the enemy.

For the throne, Li Liang himself didn't know how much price he could pay.

until.....

After talking, Li Mo knelt down in front of Li Liang and said to Li Liang with tears in his eyes: "Yeah... you must get through..."
Chapter completed!
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