Everyone heard a shock.

A man is a stranger and a hedge.
A phoenix shadow ink and a Zhang Shuo.
The two parties didn’t expect to be so consistent with each other. After looking at each other, they set their heads against the fence.
Waiting for his answer
If everything is his plan, if everything is his plan, if anyone has to live and who has to die, he has already arranged in advance. Besides the Ningyang Wangfu, so many lives from housekeeper to servant, what about Princess Ningyang?
That’s this man’s wife!
Mouli wounds are nothing to say.
Qiaodai went out again.
"At the beginning, he told me that there were two reasons why he did this. First, the emperor sent him to Youzhou for a secretariat. It must be the first step. First, the emperor will surely find a way to get rid of him unnoticed. Second, he will cover up such a change and let the emperor Ningyang Wangfu be wiped out. After he is dead, the emperor will not deal with him again. Second, he wants to let …"
Qiao Dai paused and took one look at Feng Ying Mo. She hesitated for a moment and then said, "Second, I want Feng Ying Mo to see this tragic scene with her own eyes, and let him remember this bloody scene, and remember that he will definitely deal with the imperial revenge."
Phoenix shadow ink smiled.
Look down and smile.
Night from know what he is laughing at.
Laughing at the hedge wounds and laughing at himself has been a joke for so many years.
Night centrifugal pain this man.
To tell the truth, she is also open-minded about the ruin of the hedge
She really had never seen a person like this.
In the first ten years, the last ten years and the last twenty years, a bureau was carefully laid out.
Send yourself to sit in that dragon chair
It’s terrible.
It’s really terrible
Phoenix shadow ink chuckle is different from Zhang Shuo a face of pain.
Never had pain.
He gently brushed away the neon spirit to help him step towards the fence.
Step by step, it is difficult and heavy
"Master son …"
Ruins of the hedge looked at him with trembling eyes filled with red blood.
Zhang Shuoding is two step away from him.
Zhang Shuo also looked at him.
It’s the first time to look at him so closely.
Look at this and say your father.
Look at this and say that for 20 years, he has been working tirelessly to get to the throne and try his best to be his father.
So close and so far.
The first time he saw his facial features clearly, he still felt so strange.
How can this be his father?
If you will give him to someone else?
What if you never looked for him?
What if it kills his real mother?
What if you never asked him how he felt?