The Main God Space is Coming

"Well……"

Shinjo Akane puffed her cheeks, trying hard to make herself fierce.

Her pale pink eyes were raised, but it was hard to be fierce no matter what.

Beigong Wuyue smiled: "The princess might as well continue looking down."

"Hmph! What's my name?"

Xintiaoqian put her hands on her chest and stomped her feet.

Beigong Wuyue was stunned for a moment before saying, "Jiashan?"

"Ignore you!"

With a pout, Xintiaoqian sat down on her chair angrily.

Beigong Wuyue shook her head and smiled, but didn't try to comfort her.

The interaction between the two was also seen by some interested people.

Seeing Emperor Jiajing's conniving, no-nonsense attitude... everyone's minds became active.

In the audience, Yan Song and Li Gexiao also entered a state of intense heat.

Both were tit for tat.

"Didn't Lord Yan tell me to snatch it?"

"Presumptuous! What's the use of your bloody mouth? It's better to obediently explain everything..."

"The evidence is in Mr. Yan's warehouse. One hundred thousand taels, no more, no less." Finally, Li Gexiao said firmly.

This is a desperate rhythm.

Yan Song laughed back angrily: "Do you think that if you talk nonsense here, people will believe you?"

Li Gexiao's expression was casual, as if putting life and death at risk: "It doesn't matter who doesn't believe me. At least, the emperor has heard my words with his own ears, and it's worth it."

"Oh? What solid evidence do you have to convince me of your words?"

Emperor Jiajing was very enthusiastic.

Seeing a group of people singing on stage, he probably wants to have fun with them~

The emperor who has not been in court for more than ten years and still holds power firmly in his hands may know something.

But now he is at least willing to join this inexplicable little game.

Just like that, Beigong Wuyue watched quietly

Chapter 17 The Emperor Like a Volcano

"Your Majesty, who in the world dares to touch the celebrities around you? Yan Song's home, I don't think there is any safer place than this except the palace."

Li Ge explained with a smile.

With thick provocative words uttered from his mouth again.

"There is hatred, there is absolutely hatred." The memory of the so-called princess is about the same as that of a goldfish, and she is seen approaching Beigong Wuyue herself again.

"Not necessarily, Mr. Yan Ge's reputation among the people doesn't seem to be very good."

Seeing Akane Shintiao approaching again, Kitamiya Wuyue also responded casually.

Xintiao Qian nodded: "That makes sense."

As for Emperor Jiajing on the court, acting like a referee, he said righteously: "You know that Yan Aiqing is an important minister of mine, but you dare to slander him like this, do you know what crime you should have?"

"I know," Li Ge lowered his head with a smile as if resigning himself to fate, "Ling Chi will be executed, and the nine clans will be imprisoned. I am a criminal, and I deserve to die."

There was a pause for several seconds, as if something was brewing.

He raised his head and looked at Yan Song calmly: "What's more, didn't Lord Yan use fair and strict methods to make my family die in vain five years ago?"

"So. I'm alone, so it doesn't matter if I die or not."

The tone is broad and casual.

As if, the person who is about to die is not him.

"Listen, listen! It is said that this person has a grudge against Yan Ge~" Xintiaoqian grumbled while clenching her fist.

Beigong Wuyue looked indifferent.

"Ah? What did I say..." Xintiaoqian suddenly smacked her little head, faltering, "The dead are the greatest. I shouldn't have said these things."

"It's okay, after all, I'm dead, so I probably won't bother with you."

"Why did you answer in an uncertain tone?"

"Really?" Kitamiya Muzuki said.

Shinjo Akane was angry and impatient, as if she wanted to be angry but couldn't.

Quite cute.

The battle was almost at its last moment.