Empress Running Away with the Ball!

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The muscles on the face of Lord Zixiao pulsated, and the blue muscles on his forehead exploded, unable to tell whether he was angry or resentful.

The expression of a face is ever-changing.

Chu Shaoyang looked at him and shook his head again: "No, I don't want to be the second father emperor. Your present face is terrible."

Lord Zixiao stared at him, unable to say a word.

"Mirror, I want the mirror!" He hissed and growled suddenly.

Chu Shaoyang looked at him quietly and stood still.

"I said I want a mirror. Are you deaf?" Lord Zixiao roared again.

Chu Shaoyang sighed.

"Father and Emperor, you should stop watching."

"No, I want to see, I want to see!" The main eyes of Zixiao Pavilion's eyes were red.

"Okay, then please wait for the father and emperor to wait. I will go back as soon as I go." Chu Shaoyang glanced at the Lord Zixiao again and turned to walk out of the stone prison.

Zixiao Pavilion stared at the slate above his head and gasped for breath.

Scenes of scenes of decades flashed in his mind.

His childhood, childhood, and enthronement, his spirit, his inspirational ambitions, his grand ambitions ...

All are vivid.

No, how can such a self be ugly!

Absolutely impossible!

"Father and Emperor, mirror."

Chu Shaoyang went back quickly and returned, taking back a dusty copper mirror. He first wiped the dust off the mirror with his sleeves before sending it to the front of the Lord Zixiao.

But he didn't look away, he didn't want to look at his father's face again.

Lord Zixiao's eyes lighted up, and he was suddenly so angry that he suddenly recovered a bit of energy. He didn't know where he came from. He even sat up at once and grabbed the mirror from Chu Shaoyang's hand and looked into it.

I saw a face covered with blood and dirt in the mirror, with deep wrinkles on the forehead of the eyes, white hair tangled in a mess, blood and mud, and it was worse than a beggar.

And that face, that face ...

Lord Zixiao's hand began to tremble.

Is the face full of ferocity, viciousness, resentment, anxiety, irritation, and pain really his own face?

Chu Shaoyang is not bad at all. This face is full of all the ugly expressions in the world. It is so ugly that he gave him a glance and didn't want to look at it again.

This ... is this really you?

When did you become so ugly?

The Master Zixiao's hand shook more and more.

Suddenly, he smashed the mirror out.

"Liar! Liar! All liar!"

"I don't believe it! I don't believe it! This is not me, not me!"

"Not ..."

He finally roared.

The sound of "I" had not stopped before the voice stopped suddenly.

His body was still sitting upright, his eyes widened and he had stopped breathing.

Chu Shaoyang's face was still calm, and no expression could be seen.

There is no sorrow, no pain, and no anger.

If anything, it was the compassion that flickered through his eyes.

"Father and Emperor, you are tired, take a good rest. Now, you can finally sleep peacefully."

His palm fell on the eyes of Lord Zixiao, and when he lifted it up, Lord Zixiao closed his eyes.

"Father and Emperor, I will not become the second you. Because I have completely figured out that you were high above, and you have everything, but when you come to the end, what else do you have? You have nothing. Because you have never been sincere I have loved a woman. In your eyes, a woman is just a plaything, a tool that can be used, but I am different. I have a beloved woman. I just want to be with her, leave the palace, leave the rivers and lakes, find A beautiful place, live some peaceful days with her. For this, I can do anything and nothing. "