Rebirth and the Pro-Queen

At this time, the Queen Mother spoke.

"The queen is right, what does the regent think?" The queen mother's eyes fell on the regent's face softly.

Xiao Mojue suddenly smiled charmingly, with a contemptuous sneer on the corner of his lips, and said in a low and flattering voice: "The empress is so eager to prove that she is not barbaric, how can this king object. But, the empress and this king are playing together. 'Fengming' is also afraid that it won't be able to match the sound!"

Xiao Mojue could hardly conceal his hostility, his long and narrow phoenix eyes were as cold as ice, and it seemed that he could feel the domineering aura emanating from him in the air.

"If I can't get along with the voice, I can be thrown into the cold palace! Or, let the regent deal with it!" As soon as these words came out, even Xiao Moli, who was standing outside, raised his eyes slightly, his eyes pondering.Everyone gasped, this little queen is really a newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers, dares to yell at the regent, she doesn't know how she will die.

Hey, Xiyuanhou I is famous, and his son is also a good-looking talent, how could he give birth to such a daughter.

His Highness and the ministers who have had friendship with Marquis Xiyuan shook their heads secretly.

However, Ling Yuexi's last words sounded like a thunderbolt.

",,,,,, what if the regent cannot match the voice of the palace?"

At this moment, the corners of Ling Yuexi's mouth were slightly raised, and her eyes were as clear as the sky with a slight smile. She was proud and noble like the king of flowers.

"If so, this king will give the 'Dragon Song' to the princess!"

Xiao Mojue stood up, looked at Ling Yuexi, and spoke every word loudly.

"Is this true? The regent must not go back on his word."

Ling Yuexi seemed to be full of confidence and approached step by step.

"You think this king is a three-year-old child?"

Xiao Mojue was so angry that he forgot his title.

The words of these two people made all the officials confused.

Xiao Mojue disappeared like a wind, and then there was a slight discussion in the hall.

But Ling Yuexi descended leisurely, walked up to Xiao Moli, and said with a little self-reproach: "Only 'Feng Ming' can be matched with 'Long Yin', so I made my own decisions. Please don't blame Prince Jing."

Xiao Moli's glossy black hair draped over her shoulders softly, her skin was like creamy fat, and her facial features seemed to be carved out of crystal.Elegant and exquisite.His eyes were deep and misty, and the original indifference in his eyes seemed to have turned into a deep gaze.Ling Yuexi couldn't help feeling that the man in front of her was so beautiful that she was jealous.Fortunately, after seeing Xiao Sujin's morbid beauty and Xiao Mojue's extraordinary handsomeness, she has immunity and is not as nympho like other women.

Xiao Moli's eyes were far away, as clear as water, and he even smiled slightly, took out an emerald jade flute from his bosom, and handed it to Ling Yuexi.

Fortunately, no one saw his flashing smile, otherwise he would be overwhelmed with amazement.Ling Yuexi was also amazed.

"I believe you will win."

He said in a voice that only Ling Yuexi could hear.

Ling Yuexi paused, then looked at Xiao Moli again, but he was pouring wine with lowered eyes.

Is it hallucinations?

But this sentence made Ling Yuexi think of her aunt for no reason, and she also said at that time: "Auntie believes that you can do it."

Immediately, his eyes became hot, and he almost shed tears.

In fact, she was only five points sure.

A person's life and death, survival, and fate seem to be predestined long ago. It's just that people don't have the ability to predict so much love, hatred, and hatred.

When Ling Yuexi saw Xiao Mojue's 'Dragon Yin' on the table, she could no longer be indifferent.Involuntarily, he walked down, gently stroking the strings with his fingers.