Discipline traitor husband

Chapter 449: Is it a duck to water? (1)
With such a big fanfare, it can be seen that his power in the palace has covered the sky with one hand, and he is fearless.

All eyes turned to his cart, and as the wheel approached, they knelt down on the ground with different thoughts.

The car "as expected" stopped beside them. Chu Jinyu didn't get off, nor did he show up. He just greeted in a flat voice, "Long time no see."

Any fool can see how hypocritical this question is. It's been a long time since I haven't seen you. It should be a greeting between friends, but what about them?Killing each other, you can even say that they are enemies!If it's Bu Youran, he should choose to go straight and ignore it, or deliberately find fault, and then arrest him after being charged with a crime.But she is not Chu Jinyu, and she can't figure out Chu Jinyu's complicated thoughts, and she doesn't know what conspiracy he is up to.

Meng Yuanqiao and others kowtowed again with great reluctance, "My lord!"

"I heard that the Empress Dowager summoned you and others today, so I rushed to the palace as soon as I came back from outside the pass. Fortunately... I arrived in time." Chu Jinyu in the car said unhurriedly, but the words were really shocking. Several people on the spot were so angry that they vomited blood.

Meng Yuanqiao's complexion was pale, thinking of him as a dignified Meng family, a medical family, no matter how many dynasties it changes, it is always relied on by the court, how come Chu Jinyu has cut the foundation of several generations of his Meng family as soon as he came to power, and even killed the bandits. Generally occupying it as one's own is extremely abominable.But he, Meng Yuanqiao, used to value him so much... Presumably, he was deceived by his once charming face!
Song Yifan, who was beside Meng Yuanqiao, remained silent all the time. He raised his head and glanced at the chariot, and said, "My lord... Please play if you have something to do."

"allow!"

"Two days ago, Caomin received an urgent letter from his servant. My father is getting old and his health is getting worse. In the past month, he has been slow to move. I am afraid that he will never return to the capital. There will be no hope. I hope you will remember the past and forgive me. My father-in-law went back to Beijing to recuperate." Song Yifan originally wanted to say this to the Queen Mother, but since he met Chu Jinyu here, it must be impossible for him to see the Queen Mother, so he had no choice but to take this last chance at risk. There will be catastrophe.

The long and narrow corridor was so quiet that everyone held their breath.

Meng Yuanqiao was also surprised, he didn't expect Song Yifan to be so impulsive, to plead for mercy with the person who ruined his family, this is clearly asking for his own death.

And other people around think so too, just hope that they won't be hurt again.

Bu Youran, who had been lying on the ground, raised his head slightly and glanced at the crowd. Maybe it was too hot, or maybe he was too nervous and worried. Beads of sweat rolled down on the blue brick floor along with everyone's forehead. In this weird atmosphere, it seems that the sound of "patta patta" can be heard clearly.

Bu Youran pursed her lips, "My lord, this servant was ordered by Princess Yanhua to send this dress to Si Yisi. The weather is not good, and this servant thinks..." She deliberately delayed her voice.

A deep laugh suddenly came from inside the car, neither sure nor uncertain.

For a moment.

"Master Song's body really needs to be cultivated. I think I have stayed in the Song Mansion for several years, and I have been taken care of by Mr. Song. I will go to the emperor to ask for mercy and send someone to bring Mr. Song back in person." A rare pardon.

Song Yifan was overjoyed, as if he had forgotten that the person in front of him was the person who caused him to be homeless, and quickly kowtowed to thank him.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, guessing in their hearts, it seems that the regent is in a good mood today, otherwise how could he do a 'good deed'?
At this time, Menlei rolled across the sky like a lion's roar, and it was even more frightening in this long and narrow vermilion corridor.

(End of this chapter)