In the court, discussions came and went, and the ministers exchanged their heads one by one, sighing from time to time.

When Xiao Mojue's upright body appeared at the door, he was immediately silent, and Xiao Sujin, who was originally leaning on the dragon chair with a crooked body, also sat up straight, "Uncle Wang is here, please take a seat." ”

Prince Su Xiao Moyi glanced at Xiao Mojue, his face gloomy as if he was about to drip water. The jealousy in my heart shot out of my eyes undisguisedly.

Xiao Mojue was dressed in a black gold python robe, his long hair like a waterfall was tied with a golden jade crown, and his narrow phoenix eyes were as sharp as an eagle's falcon.

Waiting for Xiao Mojue to sit down, Xiao Sujin looked at Xiao Mojue and said in a consultative tone: "This matter is very important, and I ask Uncle Wang to take it." ”

"What? Even the major affairs of Jiangshan Sheji have to be decided by the regent, which one is the emperor of the Celestial Empire in this court! ”

It is known that the regent of Ludao and Prince Su have always had political disagreements, but they didn't want Prince Su to say these words in the court, and the ministers all lowered their heads and were silent.

As soon as Xiao Moyi's words came out, he immediately regretted that he was confused. He has been recuperating for many years, and he has seen that the time is gradually ripe, but today he is startled. At present, he also shows embarrassment, and he is embarrassed.

The corners of Xiao Mojue's lips hooked, and he said lightly: "Your Majesty, Brother Wang drank too much last night, and he hasn't woken up today, please ask the emperor to approve Brother Wang to retire from the court early." ”

"That being the case, it's all up to Uncle Wang."

Xiao Sujin didn't take Xiao Moyi's words to heart, and said with a smile.

Such a soft and boneless Xiao Sujin made some upright ministers in the DPRK even more chilled. They didn't see the slaughter behind Xiao Sujin's smile at all.

After going down to the court, Xiao Sujin was depressed and told Ling Yuexi about the court.

Ling Yuexi, who was suffering from nothing to do, suddenly brightened in her heart.

She wants to play a play of 'snipe and clam fighting, and the fisherman profits'.

In the pavilion of Fengqi Palace, Ling Yuexi was practicing calligraphy. These days, she found that only this time could allow her to leave all her troubles behind for a while, and she felt more and more that the sea of the palace, with its turbulent undercurrents, was far from being something she could see clearly. Sometimes, she even felt that the man lying next to her was not as weak as he looked, because when he was asleep, his breath was steady, not like a person with a weak body. and Xiao Mojue, she always feels that she doesn't feel like the world. What did she neglect during this time? Why is Xi Yuanhou's reply too ornate between the lines, it doesn't seem like he really cares.

Put down the pen and sigh softly, what's wrong? He has always been decisive in killing, and why is he so careless?

"Niangniang, Princess Su is here."

Yan'er interrupted her thoughts.

Princess Su is the aunt of Mingyuan Hou Sinan, she has a very good relationship with the ancestor Si Chengfeng, and is naturally very respected by Sinan. It is also for this reason that Prince Su Xiao Moyi still respects her without giving birth to an heir.

"The concubine greets the queen, the queen is a thousand years old!"

Ling Yuexi was a little less cold and let Princess Su sit down.

Princess Su is only in her thirties, but her skin has lost her beauty, and there seems to be a deep sadness between her eyebrows. She is also a woman with an arrogant personality, and over the years, she has worn off her sharpness, but she seems to be aging and declining.

Seeing Ling Yuexi looking at herself, Princess Su asked respectfully, "I don't know what happened to the queen's mother calling the concubine?" ”

Ling Yuexi's expression was solemn, and she suddenly asked, "Princess Su, can you let this palace see your pulse?" ”