It's too hard to chase after the demon concubine

Chapter 312 Your Master Has Been Robbed (9)
He actually hit her on the head again!

Can't touch it a few times?Still want to knock!Is this trying to make her an idiot?

It's a pity that Yan Zimo has already flicked his sleeves and walked forward, graceful and elegant, with lotus growing every step of the way, only a warm and jade-like voice wafted in the wind, faintly smiling and gentle, "Go!" Alright! Half Immortal!"

Yun Qianruo: "..."

half fairy? !Are you talking about her? !

"Hey! Mr. Yan! Please make it clear, you are obviously a Shangxian—"

Half an hour later, the palace.

Xuanxiao Palace.

This was originally the place where the ministers discussed the affairs of state. However, although the imperial court had already passed down today, at this moment, there were still many ministers standing in the hall, including Yan Shangshu and other important ministers in the court.

They all found that Yongle Long Street was blocked by the city guards after returning to the palace. They were shocked and went to the Minister's Mansion to discuss countermeasures with the Prime Minister's Mansion.

What is the significance of the moat army?How can I call it without authorization?However, they also knew that Lord Jingguo was in charge of the city guard army, so they didn't dare to offend him, so they found two first-rank officials, Yan Shangshu and Prime Minister Wen.

After some deliberations, everyone joined forces to impeach Mr. Yasukuni for deploying troops privately and ignoring the law.

So, there is this scene.

Chu Tianyao sat on the golden throne, with a gloomy complexion and deep eyes, and he was in a very bad mood.

"Your Majesty Yasukuni's audience—Young Master Yan's audience—Young Master Dongfang's audience—"

Suddenly, a thin and lengthy voice came from outside the hall, and all the ministers turned their heads to look outside the door with their expressions slightly restrained.

Lord Yasukuni took the lead, before leaving the crowd, his face was as gloomy as iron, and his eyes were full of undiminished anger.

Behind him are Yu Wuhen and Yu Wuji being carried.

Afterwards, Yun Qianruo and Yan Zimo walked side by side. Different from the tense and chilling atmosphere, the two of them looked too leisurely and indifferent. Appreciate the fallen flowers.

As soon as Yun Qianruo appeared, she felt a cold and gloomy gaze pinning on her like a sharp sword, as if trying to stare her out of a hole.

You don't even need to think about it to know that it's that little Chu slag!

After what happened last time, he hated himself to the core, but he couldn't do anything to her!
Thinking about his depression to internal injury, Yun Qianruo instantly felt that life was beautiful!
While the mood was turning, everyone had already walked to the main hall. Yan Shangshu glanced at Yan Zimo who was standing beside Yun Qianruo, a trace of worry flashed in his eyes, but Yan Zimo smiled at him, signaling him to be relieved.

As soon as Lord Jingguo entered the hall, he fell to his knees with a 'plop', "Your Majesty! Please make the decision for the old minister!"

Yun Qianruo's heart skipped a beat, this old turtle!The best drama is the thief shouting catch the thief, right?
Chu Tianyao's eyelids twitched, and he looked at Lord Yasukuni, "Grandpa please stand up, come here, give me a seat!"

"Thank you, Your Majesty!" Duke Jingguo turned around and took his seat, and glanced at him viciously, the murderous look in his eyes made him even more proud.

Yun Qianruo rolled her eyes and ignored it.

"Zimo? Why are you here too? Give me a seat!"

Yun Qianruo: "..."

Zimo?What's the matter with being so affectionate?

Faced with Shang Yunqianruo's strange eyes, Yan Zimo's slightly pursed lips froze, and he glanced at Chu Tianyao indifferently, "Thank you, Your Majesty, Zimo won't sit down."

cough--

Yun Qianruo almost choked on the saliva, she rolled her eyes, and she saw Chu Tianyao's instantly stiff face, as if someone had slapped her hard, she felt very comfortable!

Just as he was feeling comfortable, there was a gritted teeth, and a gloomy voice that could float out of black and white came from above.

"Dong, Fang, no, defeat! Why don't you kneel down when you see me?"

(End of this chapter)