"Three, go and get the ink back for me." Mu Qing calmed down, pushed open the window, looked out the window, and didn't know what he was thinking, a cold voice sounded.

"Yes." A man in black appeared out of thin air in the imperial study, knelt on one knee, answered the call, and disappeared.

The breeze blew up, blowing up the scattered papers in the house, and the indescribable depression.

After discussing the terms and items exchanged between the two countries with the Emperor of Yanguo, and having a dinner, Mo Xichen returned to his tent, ready to wash and rest, a familiar smell came into Mo Xichen's keen nasal cavity, Mo Xichen asked Ling Yun to step back, soaked the towel, Mo Xichen wiped his face slowly, and after wiping his face, Mo Xichen sat at the desk, reading quietly alone, as if he didn't notice that there was another person in the tent.

"Mo Xiang, Your Majesty's secret decree." Three jumped out and said coldly, without any tone, awe-inspiring a well-trained secret guard.

"Mo Xichen took the order." Mo Xichen glanced at San, didn't say much, and stood up directly, clasped his hands into fists, and faced the direction of Cangcheng.

"Your Majesty wants you to return to Cangcheng quickly."

"Did something happen in Cangcheng?" Mo Xichen asked with some puzzlement.

"That's the ......" San did not hide it, and briefly recounted the queen's suicide.

"You go back and tell Your Majesty that you can't get away from this prime minister, and you want Your Majesty to send someone to escort Miss Hua Er to Yanguo......" Mo Xichen didn't care about the content of the holy decree at all, but asked Mu Qing to send a person designated by himself to come over and escort Miss Hua Er to Yanguo with him, Mo Xichen also said by the way that Hua Tianyan danced amazingly last night, and from beginning to end, there was not a word about Luo Tanya.

"Mo Xiang, you have always been clever and intelligent, Your Majesty wants you to return to Beijing immediately, not to ask you to make a request." The third is depressed, the ink phase is really difficult, he just declares a holy decree, is it easy for him?

In other words, he used to announce His Majesty's secret decree to Mo Xiang, but Mo Xiang didn't do this.

Is Mo Xiang sick?

"Of course I understand, but compared to a country, which is more important, I think you are stupid, you should know, this minister will explain state affairs to you first, and it is not too late to talk about His Majesty's family affairs." Mo Xichen sat back in his chair and said casually, sipping the tea by himself, as if the big living person in front of him did not exist, he was lazy.

The corners of San's eyes and mouth twitched a few times unconsciously, and said, "Mo Xiang, are you blatantly disobeying the holy decree?" ”

"Blatant disobedience?" Mo Xiang chuckled lightly and said coldly: "Just like you, is it blatant?" What's more, the prime minister did not say that the prime minister wanted to resist the purpose. "Facing the secret guard in front of him, Mo Xichen is not afraid at all, anyway, he is not here to kill him.

As for resisting the decree, is he Mo Xichen still less resisting the holy decree? Which time is not to do Mu Qing's affairs properly, he has his plan, if he insists on changing, it will be counterproductive, this truth Mu Qing understands better than anyone else, although he feels uncomfortable, but if he wants Mo Xichen to help, he must suffer this dumb loss.

"Mo Xiang, I can't say anything about you, but you have to give Your Majesty a reasonable explanation." The three were deflated, Mo Xichen was very powerful, and the three always knew it, but what the three didn't expect was that Mo Xiang was so powerful, with a poisonous tongue, so poisonous that the emperor didn't take it seriously, and people and gods were angry.

No wonder sometimes when the ink is mentioned in front of His Majesty, His Majesty will have such a distorted expression.