This Prince Consort Is No Pushover!

Hearing this, the king of Jin was full of joy. He smiled and said, "well, Mr. Chengyuan's good words. If there was a day, the king would not treat you badly."

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Mo Yan was responsible for writing sacrifices for the king of Jin these two days, so he didn't bother Yuan Zhen any more.

After two days and two nights of hard work, Mo Yan finally scratched his stomach and forgot to eat and sleep and wrote a beautiful sacrifice.

As soon as he finished writing, he hurried to the door of King Jin's study with the sacrifice and solemnly said, "Lord, my subordinates have written the sacrifice. Please have a look."

"Take it!" King Jin said.

After receiving the memorial, the king of Jin found that the memorial was very long and there were many obscure words in it. He glanced casually and said, "it's well written, Qingsong. You put it away first and give it to the king tomorrow."

"Yes, my Lord," said Qingsong, a young servant of the king of Jin.

As he spoke, he took the sacrifice and put it in a brocade box.

Mo Yan saw this and said, "Wang, Wang Ye, don't you look at the sacrifice?"

He spent a lot of effort to write it. He thought he could get the praise of the king of Jin. Who knows that the king of Jin didn't even want to look at it more.

The king of Jin said impatiently, "what's good? Anyway, I will read it at that time."

Seeing this attitude of the king of Jin, Yuan Zhen sneered and hooked her lips. The king of Jin was so careless and casual. No wonder he often caused trouble.

The king of Jin didn't read this memorial, which was just what he wanted.

He glanced at Mo Yan and said, "Mo Changshi's eyes were congested and bags under his eyes were swollen in order to write this sacrifice. You worked so hard, we are really ashamed!"

Mo Yan didn't expect Yuan Zhen to praise him. Yuan Zhen was really cunning and pretended to be a good man in front of the Lord.

Once the Lord is away, it's too much to satirize him everywhere.

He glanced at Yuan Zhen with disdain and said, "Sir, I'm flattered! Mo is not as popular with women as Mr. and doesn't have leisure to drink and play with women. Mo is very concerned about the great cause of the Lord, so he can work hard. Mo is willing to wipe his brains out for the Lord, so this little hard work is nothing!"

Then he looked at the king of Jin and bowed his hand, "Lord, if it's all right, my subordinates will go down first!"

He hasn't had a rest these two days. He wants to go down and have a good sleep.

King Jin said, "well, go down and have a good rest!"

After Mo Yan retired, Yuan Zhen quickly wiped the tears that didn't exist in the corners of her eyes and said sadly, "Lord, I'm sorry! I can't write a sacrifice like Mo Changshi below. I can only share the worries and solve the difficulties for the Lord in other places. Don't blame the Lord!"

The king of Jin hurriedly said, "there are specialties in the art industry. Sir and Mo Changshi are good at different things. Sir doesn't have to blame himself."

Yuan Zhen sighed: "Lord, Mo Changshi just said that. It seems that he still hasn't let go of his heart knot. In fact, I don't drink and play with Qiumei at all, let alone lose heart because of women. I know the Lord's dream and have been working hard for the Lord's dream. Please give me a lesson!"

The king of Jin said coldly, "don't worry. I see your loyalty to the king. It's not a gentleman's move to satirize you like Mo Chang Shi just now. Don't take it to heart. I will talk about him when I find a chance."

"Thank you for your understanding. So, I'll leave first." Yuan Zhen hurriedly said.

After Yuan Zhen left King Jin's study, he carefully looked at the location of Qingsong's sacrifice. He nodded secretly.