Poisoning the World

Chapter 47 This Is Her Biological Father

In this world, the last thing she believed in was people.

What's more, Luo Mingxuan is only a half brother and sister to her.

Even Luo Zixuan and Luo Zhishan could kill her, and others would kill her because of their interests.

The lessons learned from the previous life, in this life, Luo Shuying can never do it again.

Suddenly, Yu Xiange's slender figure stood up.

"Yu Xiange, where are you going?" Luo Shuying was stunned for a moment, worried that he would leave without saying goodbye like last time.

"Enter the house." Yu Xiange said lightly, Liuyun sleeve robe undulating back and forth, as if clouds were rippling around him.

It wasn't until his back was not in the door that Luo Shuying looked away.

"Third sister, how did you meet the young master?" Luo Mingxuan couldn't help being curious when he saw that her acquaintance with her husband seemed unusual.

"In the cold palace." Luo Shuying spoke vaguely.

Luo Mingxuan heard something different, nodded slightly, and stopped asking.

After sitting for a while, a servant girl said that there was an order from the palace, and he was asked to receive the order, and left in a hurry.

Luo Shuying sat for a while, feeling too bored, so she got up and went into the room.

When I got to the house, I didn't find Yu Xiange.

It was as if he had disappeared out of thin air.

Luo Shuying looked around outside the house again, but still couldn't find it.

"Yuxiange, you broke your promise again!" Luo Shuying's face was puffed up with anger.

Since Yu Xiange was gone, she didn't want to stay in the Prince's mansion, and was about to leave the mansion, but saw the servant girl rushing over, saying that there was a car in the palace to pick her up.

Although Luo Shuying didn't understand who had disclosed the news of her being here, she followed the carriage back to the palace.

As soon as he returned to the palace, he was led to the Tiangan Hall.

Tiangan Hall is the place where the emperor handled memorials.

Luo Shuying returned to the palace for a year, and it was the first time to go to Tiangan Hall, and it was also called by the emperor himself, so she couldn't help guessing whether it was related to the sacrificial ceremony.

Stepping into the knee-high threshold, Luo Shuying saluted, "My little girl has seen Your Majesty."

Without waiting for a sound from above, she had already got up, without any fear, and looked at the twilight person on the dragon chair.

This is her biological father who is as cold as water, the emperor of Cangjin Kingdom: Luo Hongyi.

It's just that this father is so strange and so aloof.

In Luo Shuying's heart, she couldn't help laughing, her mood was as cold as ice, her face was expressionless, and she asked coldly: "I don't know what the emperor called for the little girl?"

Although Luo Hongyi had never seen this child, he had heard a little bit about her.

When what can be seen is obviously different from the rumors, Luo Hongyi is obviously a little surprised.

Although he has many wives and concubines, he has not many children.

Every child is full of awe of him, not to mention looking at him, and dare not even say a word.

But the child in front of him was different from anyone else.

It is a shame to act recklessly and have no respect for one's superiors.

"Bastard, who taught you to be so unruly!" Luo Hongyi became more and more angry as he thought about it, and punched the armrest of the dragon chair.

Facing the reprimand, Luo Shuying smiled instead of anger, "My little girl grew up in the countryside since she was a child, so naturally she didn't have a mother to teach her the rules! This counts, or your Majesty's negligence of duty. If His Majesty hadn't sent me away back then, it must be the case today. It won't be like this for me!"

"You..." Luo Hongyi's eyes burst into flames with anger, and he was so angry that he couldn't bear to cover his chest and cough.

Maybe it was because he coughed too much, and his face was turning purple.

Luo Shuying raised her eyebrows, knowing why her uncle would say such things.

The emperor was indeed terminally ill, and his life was not long.

(End of this chapter)