Chapter 974: Dragon chair

Nangong stayed up all night. Free-fee-first-delivery → [chasing] [book] [help]
His mind kept thinking about what happened in recent years.
Why do you always get out of the dead, and how do you live alive?
The feeling made him breathless, and the whole chest seemed to be crushed with a heavy stone.
Now, lying on such a soft bed, he was a bit uncomfortable.
People always change, do n’t they become butterflies now? No, even if it becomes a butterfly, in the eyes of people, it is also the kind of dirty moth, who is a phoenix, and Nirvana is born again.
Although the emperor's name is a little bit wrong, and he is not in a proper way, he is nothing compared with the killing of his brother and uncle by Nangong. Since people can accept Nangong, they believe that in the future under his rule, people will be the same. Be able to recognize him as a monarch.
Thinking of this, a smile appeared on Nangong Jue's face.
Looking at the bright yellow in front of him, Nangong definitely entered his dreamland.
Before dawn, Nangong opened his eyes.
This is his habit, and he will wake up naturally at this time.
It was a little dark outside, and when the maiden heard the movement, she held up the lamp.
He knew that to make new dragon robes, the Home Affairs Department could never do it in one day.
Therefore, he made an unexpected decision to put on his father's dragon robe and sit on the throne of the emperor.
The group of people in the House of Internal Affairs had only obeyed this approach.
He could feel that people had obvious fear in his eyes, which was exactly what he wanted.
Linglong was next to Nangong Jue and asked softly, "Master, are you waiting for your grooming now?"
The little palace girl in charge of the lamp saw a sudden extra person in the palace, and she frightened several steps later.
"Come on, I'll wait for the emperor." Linglong turned to her and said.
The little palace maid hurried out, her eyes filled with fear.
After a brief wash, Nangong absolutely exquisitely said, "Come with me."
Feeling the wind in this palace, Nangong closed his eyes slightly.
This is where he grew up. How can he be unfamiliar? Countless times running around in this palace, he was no longer familiar with it.
Where is he unfamiliar? Thinking of this, Nangong opened his eyes fiercely.
That throne, where I think about it day and night.
Involuntarily, he walked over the hall.
Standing in the hall, the red gold throne above the twelve steps was so tempting.
I have worshipped here countless times, and starting today, you will kneel towards me.
The smile on Nangong's absolute face was very gentle, and he stepped towards the emperor's throne step by step.
Suddenly I was a little excited, and I couldn't stop jumping.
How did Nangong Yan sit on this throne? What did he look like after sitting on it? I have never seen it before.
You will soon be familiar with my face, and in the future, you will forget who Nangong is.
In this world, it's finally mine, Nangong Yan, even if you want to turn around, think about it, do you still have a hole card?
I don't want your life, it's too happy for you, I will let you live a life that is not as good as death, seeing my satisfactory life, and you only have to grit your teeth.
Just like every day I've been in these years.
Nangong must sit slowly on that dragon chair and look around with a smile.