The concubine is always domineering: the code name of this palace is the lore

Chapter 142 The Prince Consort Will Never Change (2)

The person above spoke coldly.

Successfully made Leng Wuxin's eyes turn cold, but there was still a misty smile that deceived the world on the corner of his mouth.

"The sons and ministers see the emperor, and the emperor lives forever!"

He bent his knees slightly, but didn't even kneel down.

The officials were silent, they had heard that His Highness was crazy, but they didn't expect to be so crazy.In the empire, everyone knows that there is no father-son relationship between the royal family.There are only abilities and rights.

Therefore, between father and son, there is more etiquette and comprehensiveness than strangers.

But she never thought that Leng Wuxin would dare to disrespect the emperor so much.

"It seems that His Highness does not want me to live forever."

The old man on the seat hummed softly, his expression on his face seemed to have been sculpted, and it hadn't changed in decades.No one can feel any inner turmoil in him.

"I hope the emperor will live forever."

Leng Wuxin answered again, smiling provocatively in a confused way.

"presumptuous!"

When the emperor got angry, all the ministers shrank.

"The emperor calms down—"

"The emperor calms down—"

"The emperor calms down—"

"..."

Everyone shouted long live.

And Leng Wuxin stood proudly in the huge hall, surrounded by kneeling ministers.

"It's indeed presumptuous. Doesn't the emperor want me to be presumptuous? Or does the emperor want someone who is willing to subdue you to take over your throne? If I knelt down just now, would the current Highness have changed?"

Quiet--

Absolute silence—

This is a collision between the old and new generations of the royal family, and they can't get in the way.If you don't want to die, it's best not to interrupt.

They are all smart people, otherwise they would not be able to stay now, so they are very clear about their position.He lowered his body even lower, so that the flames of war would not spread to himself.

Leng Hao, who was in the seat, finally smiled.

This is the first time he laughed.

I laughed for the first time in 20 years as the emperor.

"Good! Good! Good!"

Three good words in a row.

Leng Wuxin smiled even more.

"As expected of the Highness I selected, he really has the courage to lead the empire."

Not the daughter, but Your Highness.

This is the greatest sorrow of the royal family.

(End of this chapter)