Go Through My Demon Host

Mo Jinhan: "..."

Is he so scary?

Obviously not.

Mo Jinhan stretched out his hand to support the Prime Minister, his thin lips parted lightly, and his voice carried an indescribable seriousness, "You are Bai Bai's father, which is also my father."

The Prime Minister came back to his senses from his own imagination.

What makes a king of a country call his own father is too challenging for people's ability to bear.

Thanks to his good heart, otherwise, what should I do if I get scared out of a heart attack?

However, the emperor seems to be serious.

Mo Jinhan didn't think that just a short meeting could change people's views, so he stretched out his hand and gestured, "Dad, please take a seat."

Ranbai picked up the teacup, took a sip of tea, and coughed lightly.

It always feels kind of funny.

Suppressing the upward curvature of the corners of his lips, there was a smile in his eyes that were stained with white ink and ink, "Father, what's the matter?"

The Prime Minister, who was watched by two people at the same time: "..."

Wait a minute, this Prime Minister is kind!

Let him rationalize his thoughts.

The prime minister pondered for a moment, his eyes fell on Mo Jinhan, and then on Ranbai, and finally said, "Ahem, Your Majesty, do you want to enjoy the flowers?"

No worries, just a test.

After all, he wanted to have a few words with Bai Bai alone. No matter how good it is to talk about something with Mo Jinhan.

Mo Jinhan got up, dressed in a purple and elegant costume, "Okay."

The fingertips that were dyed white and as white as jade drew a circle on the blue and white fine porcelain teacup, and said casually, "What do you want to say?"

The prime minister glared at Ranbai and patted his heart, "Baibai, what does the emperor mean by him? That daddy just now made me jump, you know!"

Ranbai took a sip of tea and blinked innocently, "Is there a problem, no, it's fine."

Prime Minister: "..."

"What's good! You honestly explain to me, how is the emperor treating you?"

Dye Bai lightly pursed her pale pink cherry lips, and a glimmer of light flashed across her crystal-clear eyes like black gems, "It's good."

"Uh..." The prime minister looked at Ranbai and asked, "What do you mean, it's good?"

Ranbai tilted his head, and the smooth jet-black cyan silk slanted along the arc on the delicate and fair side face, "It's good, it's good."

The prime minister pondered for a moment, "Baibai, then do you think that the emperor treats you with sincerity?"

Sincerely the king,

Invaluable.

he was afraid,

It was the baby girl who was caught in a conspiracy in the palace.

If Mo Jinhan had a love for Ranbai, and if he really spoke with sincerity just now, the Prime Minister would also stand in Mo Jinhan's faction with confidence.

But if not,

So sooner or later, Mo Jinhan will take action against Ranbai.

Dyeing Bai lowered her eyes slightly, her slender and curled eyelashes cast a half-circle of shadows under her eyes, covering up the fleeting emotions in her eyes, "Mo Jinhan, that's fine."

Therefore, in the battle for the throne, one can stand by Mo Jinhan's side.

Hearing this sentence, the prime minister nodded and breathed a sigh of relief.

No matter what it is, the parties know best.

"Baibai, when the emperor's life and death were unknown, were you always by his side?"

The fingertips that were dyed white and white as jade were tapping on the stone table one after another, making a clear and rhythmic regular sound, "En."

The Prime Minister didn't ask too many questions. For some things, knowing a little is enough.

Knowing too much is not a good thing.

"Okay, Bai Bai, if you are doing well, Daddy will be relieved."

When I am old, I don't want to worry about it anymore, I just want to give my daughter a happy life.

originally,

He wanted to find the best son-in-law for his daughter, no matter the poor family, as long as he sincerely wanted to be dyed white, it would be fine.

It was just the sudden decree that interrupted the Prime Minister's calculations.

I had to let my daughter enter the deep palace.

Now, what is requested.

It's just, let the emperor be a little bit better about dyeing white.