The lonely man had been alone for half his life, but was touched by Jia Cong's eyes. The emperor was really drunk.

However, interactions between people are mysterious, just like a man and a woman fall in love at first sight, and interactions between men and men are also a feeling of instantaneous feeling.

When we meet for the first time, if we see it correctly, we will trust it unconditionally and feel that the other party is trustworthy no matter what. If we see it mismatch it, we will not like it even if the other party is noble in character.

After all, people have evolved for billions of years, but they still cannot get rid of their original sensibility.

This is how the emperor and Jia Cong met. They felt sympathy when they met. One was so bold that he was pitiful that he dared to be pitiful to the emperor; the other was so weak that he was melted by a look.

Just a moment of eye contact, the two of them actually felt that the other party was a confidant.

The more pity the Jia Cong looked, the more the emperor became more and more proud and pity he felt.

All of them are falling into the world,

Why do you have to know each other when you meet?

Because of the strong sunshine, the two of them were wrapped in dazzling sunshine. King Beijing felt dizzy from the side, but he never found the mystery. He was very anxious and his cold sweat quietly wet his back.

In the colorful sunshine, he could only see the emperor standing against Jia Cong, one was the powerful True Dragon Emperor, and the other was the majestic and beautiful boy. Both of them were actually extraordinary and looked at each other.

In this life, King Beijing has never seen anyone dare to be so bold, but he does not bow down to the emperor.

He was feeling anxious here, waiting for the emperor to get angry. Unexpectedly, the emperor who usually did not rub the sand in his eyes only asked lightly: "You are Jia Cong?"

Jia Cong nodded slightly: "That's right."

King Beijing was covered in cold air: Jia Cong was too bold, and he dared to answer the emperor like this.

What was even more unexpected was that the emperor was still not angry, but nodded and said, "Very good, follow me."

After saying that, the emperor turned around and entered the Qinzheng Hall with his hands on his back. The dragon embroidered with golden silk on the dragon robe looked lifelike and brighter, and the light of gold was shining.

Seeing that the emperor was walking in front of him quickly, Jia Cong followed him step by step. King Beijing was stunned and jogged for two steps in a hurry, and followed the two into the Qinzheng Hall.

The spacious hall is neither cold nor hot, and it is solemn and quiet.

At that time, the emperor sat upright behind the desk, staring at King Beijing and Jia Cong without saying a word. Jia Cong stood obediently, his eyes were calm and clear, and he touched the emperor's eyes. However, there was a hint of panic in King Beijing's eyes. He slightly turned away the emperor's eyes and stared at the golden dragon scales on his chest.

Time seems to be stagnant.

"Sit down."

I don’t know how long it took, but the emperor raised his hand and pointed to the chairs opposite the desk.

"Yes, thank you, the Emperor."

King Beijing saluted respectfully. After the ceremony, he sat down calmly.

Jia Cong followed suit and thanked the emperor, and sat beside King Beijing in a proper manner.

The emperor was a little angry: King Beijing is my favorite minister, so he is qualified to sit in the Qinzheng Hall. What is your Jia Cong? How dare you sit so carelessly?

Thinking of this, his eyes became a little angry. He widened his eyes and looked at Jia Cong, but saw the boy sitting upright on the chair, holding his knees with both hands, and looking at his toes without moving.

His anger was gone!

The emperor became even more angry and was about to speak up but his mind had changed:

This kid doesn't know any rules. I think the group of people in the Jia Mansion have never taught him. Perhaps they rarely see the beauty, so they don't know anything.

Thinking of this, the emperor's anger disappeared, and his eyes looked at Jia Cong again with a little more sarcastic and kindness.

Very good kid, who can write poems, tell stories, and knows Western languages. He is versatile, and is taught to this kind of thing by these people?!

The most important thing is that this child is kind-hearted and just now he looks at his gaze so soft and kind, quite understands my intentions, and can understand my hard work and difficulties. It seems that he is indeed a good child, but he has not had a good parents.

Thinking of this, the emperor felt a little pitiful to Jia Cong, and his eyes became softer.

King Beijing also sat upright, looking at his eyes, nose and heart, and he really didn't dare to pay attention to the matter between Jia Cong and the emperor. One was because of his tiredness and the other was because of his fear.

Jia Cong is so bold that he didn't treat himself as an outsider when he first met the emperor. He was very casual!

The emperor was so strange today. Jia Cong was so ruthless, but he didn't get angry. He knew what he was thinking.

The Sacred Heart is unpredictable!

He didn't want to get involved, he was too tired.

For a moment, the Qinzheng Hall was silent, and the three of them had their own ideas. The emperor watched Jia Cong pondering here, and was planning to give this kid a warning so that he could understand the power of heaven. But he couldn't bear it if he was heavy, and he was useless if he was light, so that he could not control his position...

It happened that Jia Cong turned his head and looked over at this time, his eyes full of confusion. The emperor had no time to dodge for a moment, and the two of them collided again.

Jia Cong immediately saw through the kindness in his eyes and couldn't help but smile at the emperor. With this smile, his big eyes immediately bent into a moon bud, and each of his cheeks had a deep dimples, and two shiny little tiger teeth shining crystal clear.

The emperor was immediately moved by Jia Cong's smile.

This kid is young, and with this smile, he looks even more like a child who is indifferent to the world, so pure and beautiful that people cannot defend themselves.

The emperor's heart moved and couldn't help but grin, and then felt a sense of sorrow.

Jia Cong's smile made him feel as moved as the smile he had seen after his eldest son was born.

His eldest son was not yet in his term, and that was the first time he saw him. He was still in his infancy. As soon as he saw him, he squinted his big eyes, his little mouth as tender as a petal raised slightly, and he smiled sweetly at him.

The smile was full of trust and reassurance for him.

I'm afraid that the little child would have to be his father, and would protect him well throughout his life, support a world for him, and let him grow up with peace of mind.

But he didn't.

When the eldest son came, he and his brothers fought hard and had no family affairs at all. After seeing the only side of the eldest son, he heard that the eldest son died of illness within a few months.

Where is the death? How could a healthy and lively child die? It was his half-brother who tampered with his mansion...

That night was storm and rain. He stood quietly in the wind and rain, and saw his wife crying like crazy when she held his son in the house through the window paper torn by the wind and rain.

That is his wife and his son...

Who said he didn't feel sorry for him, and who said he had no love?

That night, his heart became colder and harder by the wind and rain.

He will have a wife and a child. If he doesn't force himself to forget the pain and family affection, he may not be able to survive.

Everyone in the world envies him, but who knows how much to exchange for this throne?
Chapter completed!