The Allure of the City: His Royal Highness is Too Provocative

In the deep night, a secret room in a courtyard in Haicheng.

Huo Liruo stood with his head bowed, and sitting opposite him was a middle-aged man with a wild temperament and a tall and straight body, which was Emperor Wenhuo.

"Li'er, the piece of jade in Yu Qingqian's hand is the key to the imprisoned continent. You must take the opportunity to snatch it, understand?" very strong.

Huo Liruo couldn't see the expression clearly in his eyes with his head down, didn't reply, and remained silent all the time.

"Li'er, you're in love with Yu Qingqian, it's okay, emotional matters are the most difficult to control in the world." Emperor Wenhuo said: "But you shouldn't give up your beliefs and plans for emotional matters."

After a while, Huo Liruo said in a slightly hoarse voice, "I don't know what beliefs and plans are, so why can't I make peace?"

"Slap!" A slap was especially prominent in the quiet secret room.

Huo Liruo's lowered head was also tilted to one side, but he still stood without moving, with a gloomy expression.

"Li'er, you let my father down very much."

Huo Liruo raised the corners of his lips, and his voice was dark and self-deprecating, "I never let you expect me since I was a child. I was just a pawn from the beginning to the end. If it wasn't for my fate, I would have died a long time ago." It's in the hands of the successors and those brothers."

Although he knew that Emperor Wenhuo was watching to sharpen himself, and the admiration in his heart had not changed, but Huo Liruo felt aggrieved at this moment, as if he had suppressed it for many years and was about to explode.

"Li'er, is this how you see him as a father?" Emperor Wenhuo's voice was filled with anger, "Over the years, I have fed your training and education to dogs."

If Huo Li didn't speak any more, he kept silent.

Seeing Huo Liruo like this, Emperor Wenhuo slapped the table in front of him, and the table made of spar instantly turned into powder.

"I'll ask you one last time, do you want to grab it or not?"

"I won't do anything to her." Huo Liruo said stubbornly.

Emperor Wenhuo smiled anxiously, "Very well, you are indeed the son of this emperor, you can go out."

Huo Liruo hesitated, clasped and released his hands, and finally turned around to leave.

It's just that when he just walked to the door of the secret room, a black figure suddenly appeared behind him. He felt something in his heart and turned around, and a blood-red light suddenly entered the center of his eyebrows.

Immediately, his eyes were in a trance, and finally he passed out on the ground, curled up as if he was going through something painful.

It was too late for Emperor Wenhuo to stop him, and he looked at the black shadow with incomparably dark eyes, "You are teasing."

"His memory will be opened one day after all, Wenhuo is the one who really teases you." Heiying's voice was somewhat deep, "For more than ten years, you will not really treat him as your son, will you? How courageous."

"The fact that he has my flesh and blood on him will not change." Emperor Wenhuo shook his head in frustration and pain, and said after a long time: "From now on, I will correct my mentality."

He knew that once the memory was turned on and returned, his son would no longer be that Huo Liruo.

"Very well, I hope you understand respect and inferiority. I don't want to see such a thing as a slap in the face again." Hei Ying warned.

Emperor Wenhuo didn't know whether he was laughing at himself or sarcasm, "Do you think he will slap me after waking up? From now on, I am no longer his father, and I am not qualified to discipline him anymore."

"It's good that you understand. I believe he will decide the rest of the matter after he wakes up. Don't meddle in it anymore."

Heiying paused and sighed: "After all, you have carefully raised it for so many years, you should get rid of the father-son relationship as soon as possible, otherwise the consequences are not something you can bear."

"I see." Emperor Wenhuo replied after a long time, when the black shadow had disappeared.

In a gorgeous palace, a young man in red clothes who couldn't see his face slowly opened his eyes. At the same time, Huo Liruo also woke up suddenly from his coma.

When he opened his eyes again, there was only complexity and coldness in his eyes.