The matter of Mu Qingyuan, the lord of the Great Liang State, was mentioned by the old man Mo Yanjing to Mo Fengwu.

Mo Fengwu had already prepared, so when she heard Lianxi's words at this time, she directly changed into clothes, and didn't bother to care about Lianxi's babbling behind her, so she went out.

It is not a trivial matter that concerns the head of a country.

Therefore, those who accompanied the ancestors and grandchildren of the Mo family to the palace were also several old ministers in the court.

The group entered the palace, but they didn't expect to be stopped at the door of Yangyuan Pavilion.

"Old Man Mo, my lords, Your Majesty is resting now, it's not good to bother, please come back to another day."

The one who spoke was a middle-aged eunuch with a pale face.

The attitude is humble, but the tone is categorical, and there is no room for negotiation.

When an old man in gray next to him heard this, his anger suddenly came up.

"What to rest? Your Majesty is obviously stubbornly ill, but you still dare to stop it? Who gave you the guts? Tell you, if you don't give way again, be careful that the old man will slap you! ”

The gray-clothed old minister scolded. But the middle-aged eunuch didn't even raise his eyelids, so he said to himself:

"Your Majesty is angry. How can we have that guts? In fact, His Majesty is really resting now, and several pharmacists from the Medicine Master Hall have come to diagnose and treat him before. Therefore, if we don't let it, it is really our responsibility, and I ask for your understanding. ”

"You ......"

This middle-aged eunuch was very sharp-tongued, and two sentences made the old ministers of the meeting so angry that their faces turned pale, but they couldn't speak.

Seeing this, the old man of the Mo family, who was sitting in a wheelchair, suddenly snorted coldly and said:

"At the end of the day, you're just not going to let it, aren't you?"

The middle-aged eunuch's eyes were still unmoving, and he said: "Old man Mo is angry, our family is just a slave, naturally whatever the above says, just do it, there is really no way." ”

The old man of the Mo family suddenly turned pale, and anger gradually rose in his eyes. But at this moment, I heard a female voice suddenly come from behind everyone.

"You know you're a minion yourself!"

The voice was cold and a little lazy. The middle-aged eunuch was stunned for a moment, and then saw a woman in a black dress with a thin veil on her face walking from behind everyone.

Almost instantly, the middle-aged eunuch's pupils shrank, and he instinctively took a step back.

Mo Fengwu saw his movements in his eyes, couldn't help but smile softly, and then came to the middle-aged eunuch, the corners of his lips hooked slightly:

"To be a slave, you must be like a slave. And more importantly, to know who is your master. Otherwise, if you recognize the wrong lord and bite the wrong person, the end will be very miserable. ”

"Ink, Miss Ink......"

This middle-aged eunuch is the chief manager of the palace, and looking at the entire palace, he is also a figure who covers the sky with one hand. And now, if he is someone else, he can still maneuver. After all, it's like the old thing just now, his mouth is powerful, but what can he do?

But the one in front of me is different. At the beginning, he was still a waste that was ridiculed, but now, he is a demon who kills people without blinking.

Say do it, do it. Just like the Zhao family at the beginning, how many people looked at the excitement and thought she was joking, but what was the result?

And compared with the Zhao family, he is a big manager? !

So for a while, the middle-aged eunuch even trembled in his voice. At this time, I only heard Mo Fengwu continue:

"So now, I'm going in, okay?"

"But, but...... But Huan, Concubine Huan's mother ......"