The king of Beiding stood outside the temple.

Suddenly it started raining outside.

The rain gradually soaked his clothes.

The night Mingchen who was kneeling outside the hall was poured into a soup chicken, and the autumn rain was cold, making people shiver with cold.

Gonggong Li glanced at Ye Mingchen's slightly trembling body, turned around and entered the hall, and came out after a while.

"Lord, Your Majesty let you in."

When Ye Mingchen heard this, his drooping eyes raised slightly, and then he stood up with the support of the little maid and stepped into the hall.

As soon as he entered, Ye Mingchen felt a chill that was colder than outside, and he immediately knelt down to salute and said in a deep voice: "Your Majesty ......"

Ye Mohan sat behind the table, propping his head, and his lazy cold eyes fell on Ye Mingchen, as if he was looking.

Ye Mingchen knelt for a long time before he heard the cold voice of the emperor standing tall.

"Brother Wang, how long has it been since I saw you?"

Ye Mingchen knelt respectfully and replied in a muffled voice: "It's been a few years."

"It's been a long time." Ye Mohan's voice is melodious, as if he is reminiscing about the past.

Ye Mingchen's body stiffened, and he continued to speak: "Your Majesty, Wei Chen came this time to ask for guilt for the assassination!"

Yemo's cold eyes widened slightly, but he didn't speak.

Ye Mingchen continued: "At the birthday banquet at that time, Wei Chen was the closest to His Majesty, but he failed to protect His Majesty, the stakes were very high, Wei Chen asked himself to take over this case, and he was willing to share one or two for His Majesty to find out the people behind the scenes."

When the words fell, Ye Mingchen heard Ye Mohan's sneer, only to hear the magnetic voice sound, with a bit of fun.

"However, outsiders say that the incident of that night was the handiwork of Brother Wang......"

It was impossible for Ye Mingchen not to know this, he just didn't expect Ye Mohan to mention it in person.

Ye Mingchen quickly stabilized: "Your Majesty, Weichen doesn't dare, Weichen has no second heart."

Ye Mohan laughed, and the laughter quieted down for a long time.

Ye Mingchen's hand on the ground clenched tightly.

Ye Mohan smiled in his voice: "Don't you dare?" It seems that Brother Wang thought about it, but he didn't dare to do it! ”

"Your Majesty! Wechen doesn't! ”

Ye Mingchen was shocked.

Yemo stared at him coldly, and said slowly: "If this happens, the vassal kings will not be able to return to Pandi for the time being. It's just that the time has passed, and the day of going back is near......"

"Let me guess if Brother Wang is thinking about it in the name of taking matters forward, and then ...... Smooth stay in Beijing? ”

Ye Mo's cold eyes narrowed slightly.

Ye Mingchen's body stiffened: "Weichen doesn't dare!!"

"Brother Wang." Ye Mohan leaned back in the chair and said lazily: "I don't think you dare to do anything, but I think that if the imperial brother sat on this throne at the beginning, maybe it was me who knelt down at this time, and the royal brother must be very unwilling, right?"

"Your Majesty, Weichen really doesn't dare!"

When the words fell, Ye Mohan directly threw the teacup in his hand.

It landed beside King Beiding, and the hot tea splashed out.

"You should be glad. Although this is not your doing, but it is because of you, if something happens to her, I will kill you even if I can't get the evidence! Let you remember whose world is this world......"

Ye Mingchen's eyes darkened, and his hand on the ground was splashed red by the hot tea.

As soon as Gonggong Li stepped in, he noticed the tense atmosphere in the hall, and hurriedly said: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, Concubine Xiao asks to see ......."

Yemo's cold handsome face instantly cracked.

Li Huan felt that he must have seen it wrong, and he actually saw a trace of panic flashing on the emperor's face.

"She, what is she going to do?!"

The night ink is cold and hard to ask.