The Queen of Salted Fish is an Inventor

Chapter 202 His Sin Is the Heaviest
Guo Zhiqing stammered, and before he could say the word demon girl, Mo Lingtian picked up the wine glass on the case table and slammed it at it, interrupting him: "Your ancestral grave has been struck by lightning, why don't you come here?" If you don’t know how to repent now, what use do I need you for?”

Guo Zhiqing's face turned pale in an instant, and his figure was kneeling on the ground like mud.

They were also struck by lightning, Concubine Yan was only struck by the object in her hand, but his entire ancestral grave was planed by lightning.

If it is true, his crime is the heaviest.

But the emperor knew about this, but he didn't tell anyone, just to save face for him.

But now, in order to avenge the destruction of the tomb, he targets Concubine Yan everywhere, and roars at the palace banquet hosted by the emperor himself for Concubine Yan, how can the emperor continue to protect him.

Eunuch Wei sighed helplessly, waved his hand casually, and someone immediately stepped forward and dragged Guo Zhiqing away, not even giving him a chance to argue.

Things came and went quickly, everyone looked at each other in blank dismay.

On the contrary, the Taifu who kept a low profile got up and smoothed things over: "Your Majesty, should the banquet continue? My minister sees that it's getting late, or..."

The reward that should be rewarded, the punishment that should be punished, and then go home, wash and sleep!
Mo Lingtian had this intention, maybe he hit Guo Zhiqing with too much force, and his wounds were faintly showing signs of bursting, so he couldn't help but relax a little when he heard the Tai Tuo's words.

His eyes fell on Yan Ruoli's face, and he was about to offer some rewards before going through the final process.

Then he heard the sound of wailing outside the hall, with a hint of shrillness and a little bit of grievance.

"Your majesty, you have to make decisions for this humble minister!"

Yan Ruoli's eyes darkened, suddenly feeling inexplicably uneasy.

Eunuch Wei sensed Mo Lingtian's discomfort, so he quickly walked towards the gate of the hall to greet him.

But before he ran to the entrance of the main hall, people outside the hall had already stumbled in.

Suddenly a person stood up from the crowd sitting on the courtier's table, and without caring about Mo Lingtian who was high above him, he hurriedly went up to him and asked, "Chang Qing, what's wrong with you?"

Everyone stared at the blood gourd who walked in.

This means that my own father can recognize it, but they really dare not recognize it!
Hearing someone calling him, the visitor didn't care how bad his image was. He rushed over and hugged Mr. Zhao, and began to howl: "Father! You have to make decisions for the child! She Even if Mo Tianhui is a princess, she can't help but take you, Lord Marquis, seriously! Our Zhao family has paid so much for the Tiansheng Kingdom, how can she treat children like this..."

Xu Shi was beaten severely. Zhao Changqing's mouth was a little leaky when he spoke, and it was not easy to express what was in his heart clearly.

Old Master Zhao's face was gloomy, looking at his son's blood gourd-like appearance, not to mention his heartache.

He is just such an only child, although he has been spoiled since he was a child, he is still a sensible person, who on earth would dare to do such a cruel thing?

No matter who it was, he couldn't forgive him lightly.

As for the taboos in Zhao Xiaohou's words, they were completely ignored because of his distress.

Rather than ignoring it, it would be better to say that he thought so too.

On the contrary, the queen mother heard some tricks, and looked at Mo Lingtian subconsciously. Sure enough, seeing her son's face showing a trace of sternness, she couldn't help shivering, and hurriedly said, "What's going on? The one standing below is Evergreen?"

As soon as the queen mother opened her mouth, Zhao Changqing immediately found the backbone, regardless of her own father, turned around and walked towards the queen mother.

"Empress Dowager!" Zhao Changqing yelled aggrievedly.

ps: The little cuties who are still there raise their hands, continue to support, collectively.

(End of this chapter)