At this time, the emperor's whispering voice came into Mo Jiuhua's ears.

"Tilt girl, is the prince okay?"

Mo Jiuhua raised his eyebrows, and replied quietly: "Back to Your Majesty, Xiao Chenchen is okay or tired." ”

The emperor was confused, his face was confused, and he continued to whisper: "What's wrong with him? ”

"Back to Your Majesty." Mo Jiuhua's tone was super calm, "He climbed into the minister's bed, and the minister is responsible." ”

Emperor:???

He...... What do you hear??

“……”

Burst......

"Ahem, ahem, ahem!!"

The emperor was choked by his own saliva, and suddenly stopped, not caring about so many people present, and directly turned his head to look at Mo Jiuhua in horror.

Then, he looked at Mo Jiuhua and nodded at himself with a serious face.

Emperor: "...... "Then you, you really......

Looking at his lip shape, Mo Jiuhua's expression on his face became meaningful, and he also replied to him with his lip shape: Guess.

"Hiccup~"

The emperor rolled his eyes and fainted with irritation.

"Father!"

"Your Majesty!"

The eldest prince rushed forward, wanting to catch the emperor, but he didn't want to smash the emperor directly.

"Whew......"

The emperor who had just fainted was smashed by this and woke up again.

As soon as the eldest prince raised his head, he met the death gaze of his father.

Immediately afterwards, he was violently pushed away, accompanied by the emperor's roar, "You rebel!" ”

……

The final scene was a bit chaotic.

The eldest prince, who failed to perform and pit himself, was successfully imprisoned for a month.

The emperor was smashed by the eldest prince, and the pain was really not light.

Soon, surrounded by ministers and imperial doctors, he entered his own dormitory.

And Mo Jiuhua, who was also excited, Song Weiqing, took the opportunity to bring back the Song Mansion for a family reunion.

But Song Weiqing's family was reunited, but Song Weiqing's family was restless.

"What to do? Dad, mother, Song Tianjiu is so powerful now, what should we do? ”

Song Yifan was anxiously turning around on the ground, with deep unwillingness and jealousy in his eyes.

Song Yifan's mother also had a white face, and her whole body was still stiff.

After all, as soon as she closed her eyes now, the appearance of Mo Jiuhua's palm of thunder and lightning would appear in her mind.

Only Song Weidan, with a calm face, seemed to be thinking about something, and couldn't help but look at his daughter meaningfully after a while.

"Actually...... It's not impossible for us to bring down Song Tianjiu, but this requires you to take action. ”

Song Yifan was stunned, and then stunned, "Me? ”

Song Weishan nodded, and a smile gradually appeared on his face, "Don't forget, that Song Tianjiu's temperament, she may be a good hand at making meritorious contributions in battle, but she may not be your opponent if she can play some deep house tricks......"

Song Yifan was stunned, thought for a moment, his eyes became brighter and brighter, and then said confidently: "I understand Dad." ”

Song Weishan nodded with satisfaction.

……

"You!"

In the huge dormitory, there are only two people at the moment.

The emperor sitting on the edge of the bed looked at Beichen Feng who was standing in front of him with his head bowed and pulling his clothes with a dark face, and only felt that he was going to be angry with him and died.

For a long time, the sound of the emperor gritting his teeth came very clearly into Beichenfeng's ears.

"Feng'er, as a prince, you actually did such a dishonorable thing and became a woman's subordinate, you are really ...... What a disappointment for my father! ”

"Father's ......"

Bei Chenfeng stood obediently, raised his eyes when he heard the words, and looked at his father pitifully.

"You will be a ...... of your sons"

"How did you end up like the one below...... Ay! ”

The emperor's tone was full of hatred that iron does not become steel.

"Father......" Bei Chenfeng was even more pitiful, and "Don't ......" angry......

Before he finished speaking, the boy froze.