Report to Emperor Zun: Others cry when the empress rolls

Chapter 103 The First Hand and Chapter Three The Annoyed Murong Yin
The ministers who went to court today discovered a major event. The emperor, who worked hard day and night, did not come to court today.

The ministers who had seen Lei Jie yesterday couldn't help guessing whether it was their emperor who broke through the silence.

Could it be that the breakthrough failed?

The prince standing in front looked at the empty dragon chair, wondering why his father didn't come to court today.

From the corner of the eye, he caught a glimpse of Yue Qing sitting in a wheelchair, his eyes flashed with contempt, and he asked casually, "Fourth brother, do you know why your father didn't come?"

Hearing this, Yueqing, who was pretending to be bad, raised her eyelids, glanced at him, and said calmly: "As a prince, I don't even know if I live in the palace, let alone my prince."

"You!" Lin Huai's expression changed, and he was angry: "Don't think that the emperor pampers you, so you can be lawless, hum!"

The corner of Yueqing's mouth curled up slightly, she raised her hand to turn the wheelchair, and left.

He didn't pay attention to the prince at all.

A mockery flashed across Wen Run's eyes, they would never even try to find the emperor in this life.

Thinking of the scene yesterday where Lin Tao's body was gone, the depression and hatred that had been in his chest for many years finally dissipated.

But when he thought of what he found under the blood pool yesterday, his soft face twitched, revealing a faint dislike.

He won't want dirty things again.

Counting the days, Ah Yin should be leaving for Tianxing Academy soon.

It just so happened that he could also go back to the place he should go back to, but he didn't know if those people were ready.

The warm sunlight poured down on the man.

The long eyelashes cast a shadow, covering the indifference in the man's eyes.

"Yin'er, are you awake? Lord Emperor Zun is already in the front hall."

Early in the morning, Murong Jinglan was sent to wake Murongyin up.

Every day, Yin'er would get up on time at half past Mao, and for some reason today, it was almost noon, and she hadn't gotten up yet.

Murong Jinglan was a little worried.

In the room, under the soft quilt, a little face was flushed, and the woman was sleeping soundly.

Hearing someone calling her, she frowned, grunted, turned over and fell asleep again.

No one responded, Murong Jinglan stood outside the door for a while, sighed, and left.

After an unknown amount of time, the woman on the bed finally opened her misty eyes.

His eyes stared woodenly at the top of the bed, and after a moment of daze, he slowly sat up from the bed.

After rubbing his face hard, he got down to dress and wash.

Staring at the water in the basin, Murongyin was in a daze again, and her thoughts inadvertently returned to the scenes in the palace last night.

Thinking that I would happily share the joy of advancement with that man every time.

Murong Yin frowned irritably, a fly could be pinched between her brows.

She is not a real 15-year-old girl, she will not understand what changes she has made and why.

Just because I know it makes me more annoying.

"Whoa!"

Depressed, Murongyin splashed the water on her face, the cool water instantly made her sober up a lot.

Forget it, take one step at a time.

Today, let's arrange the practice at home first.

After speed washing, Murong Yin went out refreshed.

The breeze is coming.

On the martial arts field.

Hundreds of Murong family disciples plus a hundred guards stood neatly on the training ground, looking at them with burning eyes and adoration.

A woman in a snow blue gauze dress.

A pair of star-like eyes swept across the two hundred disciples in front of him one by one, and finally settled on Murong Fu and Murong Li.

The two received Murongyin's gaze, turned and left, and after a while, each of them brought a box over.

After doing this, the two returned to stand behind the first elder and second elder.

Murong Qingcang and others sat on a high place, looking at the disciples below with majesty.

"On the martial arts competition stage yesterday, everyone must be aware of what this lady did. In the future, our Murong family will no longer be the largest family in Nanyou Kingdom, and will no longer have the glory of the past. From now on, we will be with the Zhu family , the royal family, and many, many aristocratic families are on the opposite side."

As soon as he came up, Murong Yin explained the situation that the Murong family might face in the future.

Below, many people showed difficulties and hesitation.

Murong Yin didn't care, and continued to say calmly: "From now on, the Murong family will be an ordinary family, everyone will concentrate on cultivation, and the Murong family will be completely hidden."

"Also, the training in the future will be very hard."

Now, many people gradually wrinkled their faces.

"So, in the future, those who want to have a bright official career, who want to live with unlimited glory, who are sought after by everyone, and who can't bear the hardships, can leave the queue now. This lady will compensate you with some gold coins, and then I invite you to leave Murong's house. Find another way." Murong Yin slowly threw another bomb.

"The choice of time for a stick of incense. After a stick of incense, no one will leave. Unless you die in the future, no one will leave!"

Murongyin's expression darkened suddenly, after saying these words, Shi Shiran turned around, walked to the chair that Qing He had prepared early, sat down, and drank tea leisurely.

He didn't even look at these disciples.

The guards of the disciples looked at each other, and some disciples looked up for help, but the patriarch and the elders chatted and drank tea with gusto.

The disciples were depressed, and as time went by, it became more fragrant and burned a little bit.

After a rustling movement, the training ground became quiet.

Murong Qingcang and the others who were pretending to talk above couldn't help but laugh.

Murongyin still traced the pattern of the teacup with her hands unhurriedly, closing her eyes and resting her mind.

"Miss, it's time." Qinghe's gentle voice sounded.

Murong Yin opened those transparent eyes, looked at the stage in the training ground, and smiled.

Tsk, I guessed right.

Grandpa also told her it was impossible.

Glancing upwards in dismay, and receiving the old man's resentful eyes, Murong Yin stood up, with her hands behind her back, and wobbled forward.

Looking at those who stayed on the stage, and then at those who walked off the stage, the corners of their mouths were smiling, but their eyes were not warm at all: "It's not bad, it's not too different from Miss Ben's guess."

"Qinghe, Baizhu, Yuexin! Get gold coins!"

Suddenly, Murongyin yelled, making the guards who stepped off the stage even more uncomfortable.

Some even wanted to go back to the stage, but were scared away by Murongyin's look.

What a joke, the mind is so unstable, you must not take it!

Not long after, Qing He, Bai Zhu, and Yue Xin each carried a box, each of which was half the size of the previous box by visual inspection.

"Open!"

The three boxes were opened together, and the golden light blinded the eyes of all present.

Fuck!There are so many gold coins!

Whether it was Murong Qingcang and the others, or the disciple guards, they were all shocked by the three boxes full of gold coins.

Murongyin was very satisfied with the effect, and her cold voice slightly increased: "Every disciple who is about to leave can get 100 gold coins to leave!"

"However, Miss Ben has a request!"

"That is, you swear not to tell anything about Murong Mansion, otherwise you will die without a place to die!"

Mo pupils turned cold, and the voice was like ten thousand years of ice: "You can also choose not to swear, this lady can erase your memories personally! If you want to try, you can come forward!"

(End of this chapter)