Yun Tianxun's gaze swept over them lightly, and he glanced at Emperor Beiliu meaningfully, "The pavilion master and Emperor Beiliu still have some things to discuss, and a few plays have also been watched, shouldn't you go back and rest." ”

Ling Hu Yanhua and Chu Xiao were both dissatisfied with Yun Tianxun's grandiose behavior of expelling customers, but they didn't show it, and withdrew from the Jinluan Hall with Luo Yi and Ling Huqian.

But the ministers in the palace all looked at each other.

Emperor Beiliu was also nervous, after all, this girl is not only the little lady of the Gu family now, but also the master of Fengyue Pavilion! Even the three major grains must be afraid of one or two.

"This, Pavilion Master, what else is going on with you?" Emperor Beiliu looked at Yun Tilt with some nervousness.

All the ministers also looked at Yun Qian nervously, for fear that this little ancestor would be angry and stain the Jinluan Hall with blood. After all, she didn't even care about the personal disciples of Wanhua Valley.

Yun Tingxun pouted with a shallow smile on the corner of her mouth, she turned around and walked onto the dragon seat, gently stroked the golden dragon chair, and looked at Emperor Beiliu and a group of ministers who were sincerely afraid: "The lord of this pavilion is a little tired from standing, take the dragon chair of Emperor Beiliu to sit, Emperor Beiliu mind?" ”

"Don't mind, don't mind." Although Emperor Beiliu was unhappy and aggrieved, he still smiled.

The ministers also trembled and laughed.

How arrogant it is to borrow someone else's dragon chair to sit!

If it were someone else, he would definitely be hacked to death. But this person is the cloud and the lord of the Fengyue Pavilion, who dares to say a word?

"This girl is really ......" Gu Ling looked at Yun Yun with a little headache, can this girl not be so arrogant?

Feng Yu smiled lightly, "Hun Er is low-key enough, and it doesn't hurt to be high-profile occasionally." ”

Yun Tingxun sat on the dragon chair with a smile, and Feng Niang stood respectfully on the side. She propped one hand on the dragon chair, held her chin, and smiled at the corner of her mouth: "Emperor Beiliu, the affairs of this pavilion master and the Yun family have been settled now, but there are still some old accounts with your royal family." "The whole book

Emperor Beiliu was puzzled, "I don't know what the pavilion master said......"

Yun Tianxun's voice was cold: "Feng Niang." ”

Feng Niang nodded, walked up to Yun Tianxun and said, "Emperor Beiliu, my master found out before that the death of Miss Gu Qinyu of the Gu family is related to the Empress Dowager Qiu, so I want to settle this old account." ”

As soon as Feng Niang's words came out, everyone was in an uproar!

"What! Gu Qinyu's death is still related to the Empress Dowager Qiu? ”

"How so?"

All the ministers began to talk about it.

And Feng Jin was also slightly stunned, the Queen Mother ...... The Queen Mother was actually related to the death of Yun Tianxun's mother?

As soon as Gu Yi heard this, the whole person was extremely excited, and his whole body became majestic and solemn, and he looked at Emperor Beiliu: "Your Majesty, what's going on?" ”

Emperor Beiliu was full of doubts, but when he heard that Gu Qinyu's death was related to the Queen Mother, he was still shocked, "I don't know." Come on, please come over the Queen Mother. ”

Gu Yi snorted coldly, and didn't care about the etiquette of the monarch and ministers, but said: "Your Majesty, if my sister's death is really related to the Empress Dowager Qiu, my Gu family, even if I give everything I have, I will kill her!" ”

Emperor Beiliu also realized the seriousness of the situation, and immediately said: "Gu family master rest assured, the prince is guilty of the same crime as the common people, if the queen mother really does such a thing, I will not cover it." ”

Gu Ling snorted lightly, how can this not be covered? I just don't dare. If Yun Qixun was not the master of Fengyue Pavilion today, how could Emperor Beiliu be so fair?

At the end of the day, the world is all about whose fist is bigger!