The Queen of Salted Fish is an Inventor

Chapter 205 A Mere Slave

Knowing that Mo Tianhui didn't want to get himself into trouble, but the reputation of his daughter's family was important, how could he let a playboy ruin the princess's reputation.

He bears it, at worst he will be punished, at worst Yan Ruoli will speak for him.

But the princess can't do it. If you ruin your reputation, you will ruin your life.

"No, it's the imperial sister..." Seeing that Yan Weiqing had shouldered all the responsibilities, Mo Tianhui suddenly panicked, waving her hands in front of Yan Weiqing, trying to continue to defend herself.

How ironic this scene fell in Zhao Xiaohou's eyes, he couldn't stand it anymore.

"Your Majesty, this is the man, a mere slave, who dares to beat this humble minister, the hereditary and irreplaceable Lord..."

The hereditary replacement was given by the previous emperor, and the current emperor also wants to give three points of face. He is nothing like a mere slave!
"Who said he was a slave?" Before Zhao Xiaohou could finish speaking, Yan Ruoli jumped up, her cold eyes shining with monstrous anger.

Except for her, no one can say no to Yan Weiqing, not even the Emperor Lao Tzu.

Everyone was shocked.

From the beginning of the palace banquet until now, Yan Ruoli has been performing very well, why did she suddenly change her face?

Since the moment Yan Weiqing appeared, Yan Wang's old face had turned dark to the extreme, and seeing Yan Ruoli attacking the case, he was even more furious, but because the emperor and the queen mother were all present, he had to Suppressing his anger, he turned his head and stared at the culprit in the hall.

You'd better not implicate me, otherwise don't blame me for not wanting family affection.

Yan Weiqing, who never glanced at Yan Wang from the beginning to the end, naturally didn't know that he was warning him.

Seeing Yan Ruoli standing up against the table, she couldn't help but frowned, and there was a hint of worry in her eyes.

"No, what is it not to be a slave?" Master Zhao Xiaohou was puzzled, wondering why the concubine sitting next to the emperor suddenly became angry. Although he was dissatisfied, he did not dare to express it in front of Mo Lingtian.

Mo Lingtian looked at Yan Ruoli in shock, with helplessness in his eyes.

Daoxing is still not deep enough!

A few words from someone will irritate you.

Not thinking of Mo Lingtian next to her at all, Yan Ruoli gritted her teeth at Zhao Xiaohou: You are a slave, your whole family is a slave.

"Young Lord, right? I ask you to correct your attitude. First of all, the person below has a first name and a surname. His surname is Yan, and his first name is Wei Qing, and his name is Jinxing. Let's not say he is my younger brother, but Tiansheng In the battle of Shanshan, he defeated the [-] army of Hu captives with [-] fine riders and became famous in the first battle. When the Heavenly Holy Kingdom attacked Dayan, he would rather die than surrender. A young general, but what credits do you, Young Master Zhao have, why don't you tell everyone? You say he is a slave, so what are you?"

Everyone was shocked, Qiqi looked at Yan Weiqing, they couldn't believe that such a famous person was so young.

King Yan's face turned blue and pale for a while, and wished he hadn't come to this banquet.

He is most afraid that others will mention Yan Weiqing's swearing to the death to resist the Tiansheng Kingdom's attack on the Dayan Kingdom, but it might as well be said. If Mo Lingtian is to investigate the death of the Tiansheng soldiers, how can his old life be saved? Can live.

"He is Yan Weiqing?" Someone stood up, with a dim light shining in his eyes.

Following the voice, Yan Ruoli saw that he was a weak scholar-like official, and his rank should not be high, so he has been sitting near the gate of the palace, which can be regarded as eating wind and drinking dew.

"Of course." Yan Ruoli replied proudly.

(End of this chapter)