Qin Mohan entered his room.
He took out the flower from his space and placed it gently on the table.
Then, he squatted in front of the flower, slowly reached out his hand, gently stroked it, and then meticulously inspected every part of the flower with his spiritual power. After about ten minutes, he let out a sigh of relief.
Fortunately.
It was not damaged.
After the inspection, he returned the flower to its specific location within his space.
"Your Highness the Crown Prince, His Majesty is waiting for you in his office."
At this moment, a voice came from the door. After speaking, the person left.
Qin Mohan, hearing that someone was looking for him, instinctively frowned, then his expression returned to its usual stern look.
What is it now?
In less than ten minutes, Qin Mohan arrived at the office door.
He reached out and gently knocked.
"Come in."
A middle-aged man's voice came from within.
Upon hearing the voice, Qin Mohan opened the door and saw his father sitting at the main seat, looking down at documents. No one else was in the room.
Qin Dongsheng seemed to sense Qin Mohan's spiritual fluctuations. He looked up from his documents and said to Qin Mohan with a smile, "Why did you suddenly go to the insect planet, and leave Miss Zhao in the Federation? Do you know that Miss Zhao has been heartbroken and hasn't left her room for a month because of this?"
Although his face was smiling, there was no warmth in his tone.
"Kneel down."
Qin Dongsheng suddenly commanded Qin Mohan.
Qin Mohan, standing there, seemed not to have heard Qin Dongsheng's words. He remained standing straight, showing no reaction.
He looked Qin Dongsheng in the eyes and said coldly, "I thought it was a good opportunity, so I went. And I will explain things to Miss Zhao."
After saying these words, he remained silent.
He chose to ignore his father's command.
He would not obey his father now.
Just like before.
Seeing that his son did not kneel, Qin Dongsheng's expression remained unchanged. He glanced at the documents on the table and asked with a hint of probing in his voice, "According to the internet, you chose to go to the insect planet this time to win over the faction inheriting the throne?"
'Do you really want to inherit the throne?'
Qin Dongsheng's gaze towards Qin Mohan held this unspoken question.
Seeing his father's expression, Qin Mohan said coldly, "This humble son has no such intention."
This position can be yours to keep.
His ambition had never been for that position.
"Also, may this humble son ask who spread this rumor?"
After a few minutes of staring at each other, Qin Mohan spoke to his father, who was seated at the main seat.
Who would spread such unrealistic talk?
Such people who endanger the stability of the empire should be dealt with appropriately.
Thinking this, Qin Mohan's eyes darkened.
Qin Dongsheng, hearing his heir's denial, his previously serene face suddenly showed a crack, but he quickly regained his composure.
He said with a hint of helplessness, "I don't know where I heard it, it was just something I came across incidentally."
After he finished speaking, a long silence fell between them again.
"I heard that as soon as you returned, you bankrupted those entertainment companies. Is this true?"
At this moment, Qin Dongsheng saw a message sent to him on the star network. He seemed to have thought of something and asked Qin Mohan, who was still standing there, with a serious tone.
Why are you so out of line?
"These people are no longer necessary."
Qin Mohan, facing his father's questioning tone, maintained a blank expression and replied coldly.
They spend their days on gossip. Such excessive entertainment is inherently a danger to the country.
Colloquially known as, death by entertainment.
Their empire would not tolerate such a danger.
Seeing that his son had no intention of explaining the matter, Qin Dongsheng casually waved his hand, signaling him to leave.
Upon seeing this, Qin Mohan bowed and withdrew from the room.
Qin Dongsheng was left alone in the room, sitting at his original desk.
He looked at the documents submitted by the ministers on the table, smiled, and then tossed them into the trash can.
Qin Mohan.
As for you, this position is something you can never escape in your lifetime.
Even if I send you to that place again, I will not regret it.
Therefore, do not flee from your destiny.
My child.
Meanwhile, on the insect planet.
Lin Hao looked at Xi'er, who was still standing at the door, unsure of what to say.
Sigh.
How did it come to this?
"You should go and rest. If Lan Jiaruo wakes up and sees you like this, she will definitely cry."
Lin Hao, standing beside Xi'er, looked at the exhausted leader with concern in his voice and advised.
Although Xi'er had not been by his side these past few days, as the king of the insect race, he could easily sense her fatigue. He could deduce that.
She must not have had a good rest for several days.
So her only task now was to make Xi'er rest.
Otherwise, even the powerful insect race could not withstand such high-intensity work.
Xi'er, who had been staring at the door, was momentarily stunned upon hearing "Zai Zai's" words. She turned her head and said to Zai Zai, "King, I didn't." have anything.
Xi'er's words were not finished.
The door in front of them opened.
Lan Jiaruo, seeing the princess with a very bad complexion standing at the door, asked with concern, "Princess, are you alright?"
Huh?
Why did he wake up to see the exhausted princess standing at the door?
She.
Wasn't she angry?
Because he had lied to her.
He could still recall the disappointed look in her eyes when she left him then.
So, was the princess not angry with him anymore?
"Aren't you angry?"
Thinking of this possibility, Lan Jiaruo, hiding behind the door, cautiously looked into Xi'er's eyes and asked.
Xi'er, standing at the door, saw that Lan Jiaruo had woken up. Without saying a word, she walked towards her room.
Lin Hao and a fish were left in the room.
Lin Hao, standing at the door, looked at Lan Jiaruo hiding behind the door. After a moment, he said, "Earlier you said that sculpture had an ominous feeling, what was that all about?"
Lan Jiaruo, standing behind the door, seemed not to have heard Lin Hao's words. She just stared in the direction Xi'er had walked.
Lowering her head silently.
As expected, the princess was truly angry.
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