"Lord Jing, this is taking it?"

Baili Gong asked uncertainly, looking at him with calculating eyes.

For some reason, he was obviously a person who had experienced the wind and rain, and when he saw a young man more than thirty years younger than him, he would tremble in panic.

Mo Yuxiao glanced at him lightly, nodded silently, the thick and slightly curly eyelashes immediately drooped, and the deep phoenix eyes flashed an unknown essence.

"Okay, since Xiao'er took it, what else is there to do with you Aiqing?"

Mo Lingtian nodded, glanced at Baili Gong, who shrank down after being glanced at by his son, and asked slowly.

The officials looked at each other and shook their heads.

"Retreat!"

Seeing this, Chang Gonggong announced his retreat in a sharp voice, and shook the whisk in his hand.

Mo Lingtian stood up, got out of the court, and walked towards the door on his right.

"Congratulations to the emperor, long live the emperor, long live the emperor!"

A group of officials lifted their robes and knelt down, but only the white figure still stood upright, unmoved.

After Mo Lingtian's figure left in this court, the officials stood up one after another, said goodbye to each other and left.

"Lord Jing, the minister has retired."

"Lord Jing will see you tomorrow morning."

"Lord Jing, what are you going to do with this case?"

"Lord Jing......"

……

"Lord Kang, the old minister, has taken a step first."

"Lord Kang, the old minister will visit you in the afternoon."

"Lord Kang......"

……

An early dynasty came to an end with these voices.

"Seventh brother, the song that the seventh brother and sister sang at the Hundred Flowers Banquet is really good."

I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, Mo Qingye came to Mo Yuxiao's side when he was going down the steps and said this sensitive thing to a man.

Obviously, even if Mo Yuxiao had any expression, he wouldn't show it on his face.

"It's really good."

Mo Yuxiao replied lightly, the phoenix eyes did not have half of the daring, the speed of walking was still unabated, and the movement of the movement made the unstained white robe float up.

"Can the seventh brother know what song the seventh brother and sister are singing?"

Mo Qingye hooked his lips and smiled faintly, the black eyes that were still full of pain yesterday were faint at the moment, without half a smile.

The fluttering blue court clothes floated regularly, like a sea of splashes.

"The king never asked."

Mo Yuxiao squirmed his white lips, he only felt that Mo Qingye asked him this, and his heart ached.

Mo Qingye asked, but he remembered that song, the words of that song were such a sad voice that could only be sung when he was hurt the most by his beloved.

Has she ever been hurt? And this person is the man next to him?

"Oh? This king thought that the seventh brother would know. ”

He didn't hear any change in Mo Yuxiao's voice, and he flashed a trace of disappointment.

This man doesn't like Yu'er!! Is that Yuer destined to be injured by him?

Hurt again? ……

"If the third brother wants to know, just ask youyou."

Mo Yuxiao said indifferently, his voice became a lot more indifferent, and the big hand hidden under the white sleeve unconsciously clenched.

For some reason, when he thought that Qiao Jinyou loved Mo Qingye, he felt heartache, as if he heard the sound of 'Kala'......

“…… Okay, he went to the door and asked. ”

That affectionate title made Mo Qingye's smile stiffen, and soon, he regained a smile and said gently.

Then, walk away at a relaxed pace.

Mo Yuxiao looked at his back coldly, and his phoenix eyes changed......