"Your Majesty, you are the Supreme of the Ninety-Five, how can you go to that kind of place?" According to the concubines, Princess Zhaoyang is still sympathetic to the emperor last time, so she will solve the matter in the Yunshu Palace of the main palace. ”

Concubine Yun looked at Murong Mingyue's determined eyes and knew that she must have thought of a countermeasure, how could she give her a chance, she finally thought of a way to bring her down.

"Yun Shuhua, this princess has never cared about your rudeness, when will even a harem concubine be able to participate in politics?"

Murong Mingyue's eyes were full of coldness, if this woman didn't have a long mind and wanted to spoil her good deeds, she would wait for her Murong Mingyue's revenge.

"Let's drive to Xianglou."

Murong Zhao really can't stand the war between the two women, Concubine Yun is not a fuel-efficient lamp, he naturally knows it, he has shared the bed for so many years, if he doesn't know what Concubine Yun thinks in his heart, he, the emperor, will be too much of a failure.

shook his head and ignored the two of them, and directly ordered Xiao Shunzi to drive.

Murong Mingyue saw that Murong Zhao was on the imperial chariot, and glanced back at Concubine Yun, who was biting her lip but not losing her beauty, and waved a piece of internal force to split the sandalwood table beside Concubine Yun.

Concubine Yun was so frightened that she didn't move, looking at the table that was broken in half, Concubine Yun didn't shout anything even though she was afraid.

Murong Mingyue followed Murong Zhao and sat on the jade chariot beside him, Qiao'er walked beside Murong Mingyue's jade chariot, glanced at Concubine Yun with a warning and followed the pace of the brigade.

- Murong Mingyue didn't wait for Murong Zhao to come down, so she got up and flew to the second attic of Xianglou with light skills, facing the people on the street.

Everyone in the people knows about this Princess Zhaoyang, although Princess Zhaoyang left them at the age of five, but every year the painters will get a portrait of Murong Mingyue for the people to see.

However, as soon as the people saw Princess Zhaoyang, they stopped at the door of Xiangxiang Lou and shouted, and a group of people were provoked, and the sea of people flooded the entire street...... "It's Princess Zhaoyang, everyone, look, our Princess Zhaoyang!" ”

"That's right, I've seen the portrait of Princess Zhaoyang, and it's true that she is Princess Zhaoyang."

"Our heroine, Princess Zhaoyang, is back!"

"Princess Zhaoyang! Princess Zhaoyang! Princess Zhaoyang! ”

Seeing the gradual increase in the number of people, Murong Zhao also floated lightly and sat on the chair behind Murong Mingyue, and the bright yellow court clothes were even brighter due to the sun's rays.

"Guys, I'm guilty."

The people were wondering who was behind Princess Zhaoyang, but they were shocked by the words that Murong Mingyue spit out lightly on her thin lips.

If Princess Zhaoyang is guilty, they will have no innocent people!

And so it was a sensation again.

"Everyone, please listen to me, I am the princess of Mu Zhaoguo, and I was also sent out by Mu Zhaoguo, but I am guilty, my crime is unforgivable!"

Murong Mingyue stated this qiē expressionlessly, and she watched the people's every move, as if she was wrong.

"I am pregnant out of wedlock and have a son who is almost four years old. This sin is enough for your adoration of me, and your love disappears in an instant, but! I, Murong Mingyue, asked myself, have I ever been sorry for any of the people in Mu Zhao Kingdom, even a single grass or tree. Today, Mingyue is here to give my child a piece of light, I don't want to continue to hide his identity, my child must be bright and upright for a lifetime! ”

Murong Mingyue stood proudly in the attic, her firm gaze made the people not think she was joking at all.

"We can't forgive Princess Zhaoyang for any mistakes, Princess Zhaoyang's son is the son of our holy daughter of Mu Zhaoguo, the messenger of God, he saved our holy daughter, saved us, saved Mu Zhaoguo, is an auspicious person!"

A citizen shouted, waving his hands excitedly to show his excitement.

"That is, even if Princess Zhaoyang wants our lives, I will not hesitate to do so, not to mention that the princess just made a mistake. Oh no, it was the messenger of the gods who brought us that we should be grateful to Princess Zhaoyang. ”

Murong Mingyue smiled, what she wanted was this effect, but she still underestimated the ability of the people, she still had to be careful, water can carry a boat and capsize a boat.

"Then, I'll let my son, Ye Lingrui, meet everyone."

Murong Mingyue waved softly, and Qiao'er stood in her place for her, then turned around and went into the house, picking up Ye Lingrui, who was reading a book at the table.

Rui'er's mood should be very excited, but he is so old at such a young age.

Murong Mingyue walked to Qiao'er's side elegantly and nobly, holding Ye Lingrui, she was not like his mother at all, but like his sister.

Murong Mingyue personally picked up Ye Lingrui to tell the world that Ye Lingrui was her son and her Murong Mingyue's heart.

"From today on, Ye Ling Rui is my son of Murong Mingyue, and my father has made a will to give me Rui'er as the little prince of Rui."

Murong Mingyue looked at the people with a smile, glanced at Murong Zhao beside him, and smiled extremely brightly.

"Father, did you say that?"

Murong Zhao twitched the corners of his mouth fiercely, he knew that it was impossible for his daughter to bring him here to watch the play for nothing.

But what he didn't expect was that Murong Mingyue was so respected.

Sitting majestically in the chair, he nodded solemnly, his grandson was not like him, and he was not close to him.

"Three days later, there was a banquet of water outside the palace for three days, and the messenger of God returned, and I gave the word 'Chu', which was the little prince of Rui, and the whole world was happy."