The shogunate, the three of them gathered around the round table, staring at each other with wide eyes.

"Second brother, what should I do?" Mu Liu was full of self-blame, "I will go tomorrow to confess my identity to Your Majesty, and I will admit that I want to kill or chop me, and I can't let the third brother be threatened." ”

"Don't make trouble, things are not so simple, tomorrow the court will see what the prince says, rest early, I will find a way to do this."

Mu Mu looked at the curtain with a sad face, and left in annoyance, "Miss, I'll go see the second son." ”

"Wait a minute, when did you become so interested in your second brother."

Mu Mu clasped her hands together and said coquettishly, "Please, please." ”

"It's a forgetful friend." Makuru pretended to complain and lay on the bed, thinking that he actually fell asleep.

The curtain did not return to the courtyard, but called the attendants to prepare the carriage.

"I'll go with you."

The young man in the moonlight is as beautiful as an immortal splashing ink in a painting, thick bookish, elegant and elegant, Mu Mu shuddered, she didn't know when she fell into this unwatchable love.

"Why did you get out?" The curtain word pulled over the small figure and wrapped it in his arms.

"It's going to be seen." Mu Mu struggled for a while, but as a result, the curtain words hugged more and more tightly, and cried angrily, "What do you mean by teasing me." ”

"I'm sincere, when I'm free, I'll go and explain to my mother that I'm marrying you in a bright and bright way." The words of the curtain were true, but Mu Mu was bitter in her heart, how could her identity be worthy of him, how could the eldest lady agree.

"The eldest lady will not agree, I just like you so much, and I will never marry you."

"You admit you're in love with me." The curtain said that the treacherous look had succeeded, and the cunning eyes squinted at the shy Mu Mu.

"You." Mu Mu stepped on it angrily.

"You." The curtain was painful, let go of the person in his arms, shook his head, and said in a demagogic tone, "Good, it's late at night, you go back to rest, take care of Liu'er, I'll go to Lord Tishi's mansion." ”

Early the next morning, dark clouds covered the sky, the autumn wind pulled the flags on the city wall, rattling, not only the sky was dark or the mood was dull, Qingwu looked back on the horseback for a long time, did not see the curtain Liu, yesterday the girl was clamoring to come to see off, about to leave, or no one, it is estimated that she overslept.

Leng Qingran stood on the city wall, looking at the back of the leaving, full of loss, his words yesterday echoed in his ears, "Thanks to the princess's love, I have a favorite woman." ”

"Who is it?"

"Shogunate Makuro."

Luohua deliberately flows ruthlessly, and the princess of the southern kingdom can do whatever she wants, but she can't force it.

Ziwei Palace, hundreds of officials worship, Muliu was called early in the morning, too late to send Qingwu, standing at the back, her eyelids jumped badly today, and she always felt that something bad had happened.

"You Aiqing still have something to do." Leng Nie sat on the dragon chair and looked down at the ministers below.

"Son-in-law has something." The crown prince Leng Xuanran stood up, "Mingyue is pregnant, and my son begs my father to allow us to get married as soon as possible." ”

Hearing that Leng Xuanran didn't mention the matter of the curtain moon, he breathed a long sigh of relief.

"I heard that the county lord of Mingyue almost had a miscarriage, I don't know if it's true or not." It was Shangshu Shilang who spoke, and he had a very good personal relationship with the king of Beijun, and Ning Mingyue was taken care of by him in Kyoto.

"What's going on?" Leng Nie questioned Leng Xuanran.

He sternly told the people in the house that they were not allowed to leak anything, how could they reveal the news, "It was a momentary negligence, and now there is no big problem." ”

"How did I hear that I was assassinated?" Shangshu Shilang refused to give up, and the ministers began to discuss.

"The squire is aggressive, but with evidence, I can't even figure it out in the Prince's Mansion."

"If the prince deliberately shields others, the investigation will naturally be fruitless." Leng Xuanran already understood this matter, and it seemed that the king of Beijun had already known about it, otherwise he would not dare to chase after him.

"What the hell is going on?" Leng Nie was not angry and arrogant, with a cold face, squinting his eyes, and suppressing the displeasure in his heart.

"I haven't investigated yet." Leng Xuanran still maintained the curtain moon in his heart.

"In this case, I will hand it over to the Tishi Division, and the investigation is clear, since Mingyue is pregnant with the emperor's grandson, the wedding will also be arranged this morning, and all matters will be handed over to the Ministry of Rites." After Leng Nie finished speaking, he called the front of the Muliu Road.

Mu Liu trembled and knelt on the ground, and heard Leng Nie instruct Bao Gonggong to read the holy decree, "The god of food Muliu, the culinary art is unique in the world, and he is deeply loved by me. ”

"God of Food, take the order."

Mu Liu's head was already blank with fright, and cold sweat broke out all over her body, she really didn't dare to accept this holy decree.

The ministers are also incredible, they have long known that the emperor loves the god of food, but they didn't expect that the holy favor would reach this point.

The atmosphere froze, and everyone waited for Makuru's reaction.

"Your Majesty, I can't take this order, I." Makuru felt that his hands and feet were no longer obedient, and beads of sweat left on his forehead.

"Why?" Although Leng Nie was a little unhappy, he was still pleasant.

"Your Majesty, the minister has heard that the face of this god of food has not been destroyed, and I don't know what his intentions are to hide it from His Majesty." This scholar stood up again, and this time he was followed by several ministers.

"The god of food unveils it, and it is naturally clear."

"Is that the case?" Leng Nie's face darkened a little, and anger appeared on his face.

Mu Liu didn't reply, and Leng Nie asked Bao Gonggong to come forward and lift the veil of Kai Liu.

"Ryu'er." The curtain was clear, and he almost didn't faint.

"Your Majesty, Makuru is guilty, but I have no other malice, Your Majesty listens to my explanation." Makuru kowtowed, tears streaming down his face.

Leng Nie was furious, so angry that he got up from the dragon chair and threw the holy decree in the hand of Father-in-law Bao in front of Mu Qing, "Look at the good daughter you taught, deceived me into the head." ”

Muqing's whole body trembled, kneeling on the ground and not daring to raise his head, not daring to say a word.

"Your Majesty is angry." The loyal ministers fell to their knees.

Early this morning, after a few months of observation of Muliu, Leng Nie liked this child very much, and after careful consideration, he decided to reward Muliu as a food immortal, but he didn't expect it to be like this.

"Come on, put Muliu in prison, behead him at noon tomorrow, and the shogunate will reflect at home, and he will not be allowed to leave the house without the king's order."

Muqing fainted directly, and Muyu knelt out to plead.

"Whoever dares to intercede again will be held accountable." Leng Nie's eyes were full of anger, and his cheeks trembled slightly with anger, a little girl made his dignified son of heaven suffer the shame of being played with and applauded.

The soldiers took the shogunate away, the shogunate and the shogunate were sent to the shogunate, and the Kyoto envoy led troops to surround the shogunate, and no one was allowed to enter or leave.

The curtain was already at home, holding the hand of the curtain words, "Words, what should I do." ”

"Me." I didn't expect the canonization to happen, and I didn't know what to do.

When the second lady heard the news, she fainted and did not wake up, and the eldest lady stood guard by the bedside and prayed to the Buddha.

Every minute is uneasy and tormented.