You are cold, you are cold, your heart is cold for you.
Your Majesty, what do you think of my Mo family? What do you think of the generations of loyalty of my Mo family?
The royal family has been plotting for generations, and the subordinates tolerated it, but now, what does it matter?
I'm tired, Your Majesty, why don't you let me go back... The country, the country, the country, the world is unified... Is there no place for me anymore?
So, Your Majesty, what is it about my Mo family that deserves your various designs?