The daily life of the great devil's favorite wife

Chapter 1568

The night is like a slender stream of water, revealing a biting cold.This coldness does not come from the hair and skin, but from the hearts of countless people on the street at this moment.

Half an hour ago, the city gate that had been closed for several days suddenly opened.Surrounded by a crowd of officials and soldiers, the emperor and empress' ceremonial vehicles entered the city mightily.

Such grand momentum and ostentation were once the favorite of countless people.

Because of Bei Cang's tradition, there are often bounties dropped from the car.Although it is a charity, it can still inspire the poor.It seems that in front of life, there will always be people who bow their heads.

But just before today, the emperor and the crown prince were seriously ill, and the empress did not think about treating the plague, and took away most of the doctors, as well as a group of court officials and fled outside the city.

Today's imperial capital is dilapidated everywhere, and half of it is the responsibility of those in power.

Even if the people are illiterate, they also understand some of the inside information.

Now that the plague has finally been brought under control, those who were supposed to abandon them and let them fend for themselves have all returned.Not only came back, but at the moment stood on the high platform of the street without shame, expressing the most sincere condolences to them.

Under the night, the flames on the torches were burning brightly, making crackling noises.

The queen wore a phoenix robe and stood dignifiedly on the high platform.She kept praising Mo Canglan and others who stayed behind, and at the same time boasted about the ministers who left the city.

In her rhetoric, everyone never ran away, but went out to find countermeasures.

Only the fruitless result of the search, but she didn't mention a word.

Then she even promulgated a series of edicts for distributing disaster relief food and money, with the intention of suspending the anger in the hearts of the people.

It's just that this trick has little effect at this moment.

As a result, Lu Yushi below had to mobilize soldiers to intersperse among the people to control this small voice.This is embarrassing, but also ugly.

"Hehe, compared to your aunt, this empress is indeed unique. Apart from anything else, this method of disguise and deception can sometimes even fool her."

On the attic, Mo Zhao was carefully sizing up the queen with admiring eyes.

You know, the last queen of Beicang died in his hands.And compared to the present one, he prefers the previous one.Because the other party made him decadent, and he can no longer be humane.

"The way of governing, the upbringing of his Lu family is no match for my Prince Gong's mansion. If my aunt hadn't been too impatient, she wouldn't have died tragically at your hands."

Gong Ziyu said lightly.

He didn't seem to be talking about his relatives, but more like talking about someone who had never been related.

After all, he never regarded Prince Gong's Mansion as his home. The so-called Prince Gong's Mansion, the so-called father and aunt were just tools for him to fight for the power of the witch clan.

Once he becomes the heir of the Wu clan, the future of the world will be in his hands.

"Yes, your Prince Gong's Mansion is from a prestigious family, so it's different. I heard Su Pingting say that your mother is the younger sister of the former patriarch. It stands to reason that you are the legitimate heir of the Wu clan."

Mo Zhao's casual words seemed to be a thorn in Gong Ziyu's heart.

That's right, his mother is a saintess of the witch clan and Ye Xiao's own sister.So he can be regarded as Wu Jiang's cousin.But no one knew why, the blood in his body couldn't be mobilized all the time.

It's as if those things don't belong to him at all.

Looking at the silent Gong Ziyu, Mo Zhao stopped talking.He just watched the empress and the others exit in embarrassment and turned to a courtyard.

It seems that this is going to see the hero.

(End of this chapter)