"Father." Gong Mingye suddenly looked up at the person on the dragon chair, and said coldly: "According to Erchen, if this Mu girl is still alive, my father will spare her for the crime of disturbing the holy driver, assign her a few experienced grandmothers, and teach her the etiquette that a famous lady should have. ”

What if he dies? Don't worry about it?

The ministers asked in their hearts, and couldn't help sighing, and suddenly they were very glad that their daughter had not been married to Gong Mingye since childhood, otherwise at this time, maybe it would be their daughter who was sent to Xiyue to make peace, and they didn't know how to end up with the road.

Thinking of this, everyone's eyes unconsciously drifted to Mu Yanzhi, some worried, some sympathetic, some disdainful, and some gloating, which can be described as a thousand postures.

Feeling everyone's attention, Mu Yanzhi walked out of the queue and knelt down to ask for guilt: "The ministers and goddesses have no way, which has disturbed the emperor and His Royal Highness the Prince, and I beg the emperor and His Royal Highness the Crown Prince to forgive their sins." ”

His expression was calm and calm, and he didn't see any panic, and he didn't say a word to let the imperial doctor come to see if the people on the ground were still alive, so that he could rescue them in time.

Everyone was not half surprised by Mu Yanzhi's indifference to Mu Bangqing, but they felt that Mu Bangqing was really a little pitiful, her mother died early, and her father was like this to her, and now she was abandoned by the prince.

Gong Mingye's eyes glared at Mu Yan coldly, and he didn't say anything, then looked away and looked away casually.

Gong Xiaotian swept a few people, and took a deep look at Zhuge Wuwei, who had never said a word from beginning to end, who was closest to Mu Bangqing at this time, had serious quirks, and did not allow anyone to approach within three feet, and finally fell his eyes on Mu Bangqing, his deep eyes narrowed, and he said in a deep voice: "Gonggong Li, you go down and see if there is any anger." ”

"Yes." Handing over the holy decree in his hand to the little eunuch on the side, Gonggong Li walked down the jade steps quickly, and when he got closer, he paused, a little hesitant, because Mu Bangqing was lying down at Zhuge Wuwei's feet, and Zhuge Wuwei had never allowed people to come within three feet, he didn't know if he would rush into him if he stepped forward, although he had business.

Looking at the entire Tiansheng Dynasty, apart from Emperor Xiaotian, the crown prince and the empress, the only person who made him awe three points was Zhuge Wuwei, the youngest prime minister in history.

Zhuge Wuwei never raised his head, nor did he look at Gonggong Li, I don't know if Lu Dao found out about Gonggong Li's embarrassment, or because the "corpse" on the ground broke into his territory, which made him really unbearable, and he couldn't compete with the "corpse", he stretched out his hands to the wheel of the wheelchair, turned the wheel and retreated far to the side.

Gonggong Li bowed respectfully to Zhuge Wuwei as if he had been amnestied, and then stepped forward and bent down to test Mu Bangqing's snort.

When it was confirmed that Mu Bangqing was still breathing, his calm face relaxed, and he stood up straight and turned back: "Your Majesty, there is still breath." ”

And as soon as he turned around, the person behind him who was lying with his eyes closed slowly opened his eyes, his eyes were cold, and his body exuded hunting coldness.

Just now, Yun Jinghua listened to the conversations of everyone in the hall into her ears, and the memories that originally belonged to Mu Bangqing also poured into her mind like spring water, and performed in her mind from beginning to end, like a huge wave rolling, a storm crashing on stones, and finally fell silent.