The Queen of Salted Fish is an Inventor

Chapter 207 I don't know if it can be handled by a concubine?

Faced with his father's ruthlessness, Yan Weiqing remained calm from the beginning to the end.

It was also for this reason that he always referred to himself as Wei Qing, and he didn't even want to mention to anyone that he was once a descendant of the royal family and a descendant of the Yan family.

Yan Ruoli frowned, seeing that the cowardly King Yan could even say such words in order to protect himself, she was really cast aside.

Slowly got up, came to Mo Lingtian's side, Yan Ruoli leaned on her body and bowed down: "Your Majesty, calm down, since this matter was caused by this concubine's family, can I let this concubine handle it?"

With all the courtiers here, there will be more or less partial to Zhao Xiaohou, it is better to turn the big matter into a small matter, and drag the matter to the harem to deal with it, no matter what, Yan Weiqing will not suffer.

However, things were too simple for her.

Before Mo Lingtian could answer, Old Master Zhao jumped out and vetoed it: "No, Concubine Yan is a direct relative, according to the laws of the Heavenly Holy Kingdom, it is necessary to avoid suspicion."

Nani?

The laws of the Heavenly Holy Kingdom have been brought out, so it can be seen that this dead old man must have Yan Weiqing die.

Isn't it just a fight?
As for you?

An old man, this is because he feels that his son has never beaten anyone, and he is ashamed, so he wants to gang up and attack him!

Yan Ruoli's eyes darkened, and she turned her head to look at Old Master Zhao, with an inexplicably more murderous look and a three-point majesty.

Relying on his family's great contribution to the Heavenly Holy Kingdom, the old Marquis Zhao, who even Mo Lingtian didn't pay attention to, was somewhat terrified by Yan Ruoli for some reason.

"What does Concubine Yan mean by looking at Lord Ben Hou like this? Could it be that she wants to claim the greatest credit and use power to suppress others?"

Yan Ruoli laughed.

Isn't it the people in power like them who use power to oppress people?

When was it possible to put such a big hat on her concubine?

After moving two steps forward, Yan Ruoli clenched her fists with her hands hidden under her sleeves.

This scene fell in Mo Lingtian's eyes, and he couldn't help but darken his eyes: "Concubine Yan, sit down."

Yan Ruoli's whole body was shaken, and she turned her head to look at Mo Lingtian, with raging anger in her eyes.

Let the concubine shoot him to death!
The concubine's hands were itchy.

"Sit down." Seeing Yan Ruoli's stubborn face, Mo Lingtian's voice turned cold, and a signal that you must trust me flashed in his eyes.

Yan Ruoli suppressed the anger in her heart, turned around and sat back on the high seat, but the dignified and virtuous before was gone, replaced by coldness.

Seeing Yan Ruoli sat back, Yan Weiqing heaved a sigh of relief. He understood his second sister's temperament better than anyone else, and she had never lost to anyone in protecting the calf.

Of course, the calf to be protected depends on who it is.

Mo Lingtian looked at the person kneeling on the ground, his eyes were calm and calm: "You haven't answered my question yet."

These words were naturally addressed to the scholar-like official who jumped out first.

The official thought he had been ignored, but was suddenly called by the emperor, and couldn't help shivering.

"Chen, I didn't question the emperor's will, yes, I drank too much, and I asked the emperor to punish me for my slip of the tongue."

Today is the palace banquet arranged by the emperor for Concubine Yan, and the emperor is obviously on the side of Concubine Yan.

Instead of losing his life because of a moment of anger, it is better to admit his mistake first, and at worst, he will be dismissed from office and go back to his hometown to farm.

Grandma, you are smart, but I still remember you.

Yan Ruoli's eyes swept over him condensedly, the eyes were full of vengeance.

Sensing the aura on Yan Ruoli's body, Mo Lingtian coughed to remind her to be more honest.

Although reluctant, Yan Ruoli restrained her breath and looked down at her feet.

Mo Lingtian replied unceremoniously: "Since it's another time, let's go home and face the wall and think about it."

(End of this chapter)