บท 900: His Majesty Spoiling Qingqing, Bringing Grandma to Meet Uncle (1)

A vast imperial pressure swept over, and In Sixin, unsure how many times he had coughed up blood, was overwhelmed with fear.

His eyes filled with terror, almost shattering his courage.

Since ancient times?

What did "since ancient times" mean?!

Even Mo Yanwen was stunned, unable to comprehend what was happening.

Having known Yu Xiheng for so long, Mo Yanwen had always seen Emperor Yin as someone who remained calm and composed, regardless of the situation.

Outwardly, he was like a gentleman, refined and noble.

He possessed a dignified presence, like a mountain and river.

It seemed nothing could shake him.

His powerful charisma naturally drew people to follow him.

However, perhaps because Yu Xiheng had concealed his true nature for so long, Mo Yanwen almost forgot that Emperor Yin was never a merciful ruler.