"Your Majesty. The courtiers also have grievances to complain about, and I implore Your Majesty to make the decisions for the courtiers. Xie Yanhe pinched his palm, since he was already standing on the edge of the cliff, why should Changping Bofu be alone!

Xie Yanhe's clear and gentle voice sounded in the hall, and the tail note had a low and tactful aftertaste, revealing a trace of coldness that did not eat the fireworks of the world in the softness.

The swallows of the spring embankment and the warblers in the willow waves make people feel as if they are in the spring when a hundred flowers are in full bloom, the deep forest where a hundred birds are singing, and the clear and sweet voice will sweep away Wei Zhao's troubled mind, like a soft little hand, kneading and pinching back and forth on the tip of his heart.

Wei Zhao's gaze, which had not been invested in Xie Yanhe since he entered the hall, finally separated and fell lightly on Xie Yanhe's body.

The man's ink eyes were deep, like a blue dome in the middle of the night, and the stars all over it shimmered with thousands of cold silver glows, and a little cold light floated, but it could not shine into the deep and dark bottom of the lake.

Xie Yanhe involuntarily lowered his head. The emperor's eyes that fell on him seemed to be careless and shallow, but the touch was more than a thousand pounds.

Wei Zhao glanced at Xie Yanhe deeply, on the girl's glamorous face, the tail of the raised eyes leaked a faint light crimson, greasy, and there was a flash of water in the innocent and delicate peach blossom eyes, which seemed to contain endless grievances.

Wei Zhao couldn't help but soften, and he said in a flat tone: "I said that if there is a grievance, I will go to Dali Temple to express my grievances." You guys came to the Huangji Palace, do I still want to be the secretary of Dali Temple? ”

"Your Majesty, the courtiers have no such intentions." Hearing this, Xie Yanhe raised his head in a daze, a teardrop the size of a bean slowly slipped down the corner of his eyes, and a pair of peach blossom eyes looking at Emperor Jianyuan were full of tears......

"Courtiers......" Xie Yanhe's soft voice revealed a touch of hoarseness, and she said with a hint of sobbing: "Your Majesty, before my father died, he once explained to his courtiers, if you encounter something difficult, you can enter the palace to seek refuge from Your Majesty......"

When Xie Yanhe said this, she could no longer suppress the choked throat, her peach blossom eyes continued to overflow with crystal tears, and her eyes were sad.

Wei Zhao has not forgotten how the little girl spoke fiercely when she entered the palace for the last time, and even did not hesitate to disfigure herself, and now she ...... But she seemed to have completely forgotten the scene of that day, and only blindly wept in front of herself, mourning tactfully and pitifully.

The self-deprecating look in Wei Zhaomo's eyes flashed.

His lifelong soft-heartedness and distress all fell on the little girl in front of him who "didn't know what to do and went deep".

She is both charming and bright; It is both domineering and cold; It is both smart and dignified. The temperament is both innocent and cruel, delicate and cunning, like a little fox that timidly pokes its head out in the depths of the dense forest, and can stretch out its delicate claws unscrupulously against powerful hunters.

Wei Zhao's dark ink eyes unconsciously overflowed with a trace of spring-like tenderness, and the other people under the throne completely became Xie Yanhe's foil, and in those eyes that were like a cold pool, only the figure of Xie Yan and one person was printed, the jade was soft and soft, and it was beyond the world.

Wei Zhao's teeth pressed against the muscles of his jaw, and the tip of his tongue gently swept his gums: "What Marquis Jingping said is right. Lama ......"

Wei Zhao's tone paused, and his majestic and deep voice did not distinguish between joy and anger: "If you encounter difficulties, I will give you shelter." ”

Xie Yanhe was stared at by Emperor Jianyuan with a cautious gaze, and the soles of his feet couldn't help but feel a piercing chill. She instinctively felt that His Majesty's pause was to suppress the word "sleep" that was about to blurt out.

He...... Sure enough, he hasn't given up on himself.

Xie Yan and the petal-like red lips escaped a bitter arc. She tried her best to suppress the chaotic thoughts in her heart, and said in a gentle and glutinous tone: "The courtiers were invited by Princess Fuqing today to go to the princess's mansion to greet Her Royal Highness. Who knows, on the way back, he was hit by Yuan Tianlei, the sister-in-law of the original family of Dongdu. Fortunately, the courtier's coachman was skillful, so there was no accident. But after Yuan Tianlei learned the identity of the courtier, he not only refused to salute the courtier, but also offended the courtiers many times in his words. The courtiers are not to be humiliated......"

Wei Zhao originally just listened with a flat attitude, his sharp eyebrows flew obliquely into his sideburns, his ink eyes were threatening, and his handsome face was unfathomable, which made people dare not give birth to half a point of prying eyes.

But after Xie Yanhe said that she was hit by someone, except for Feng Hui, who was still standing, probably no one dared to raise his head, and naturally no one noticed that the expression on the face of this emperor who could still stand still even if Mount Tai was overpowered, and between his handsome eyebrows, there were thunderous black clouds.

After hearing Xie Yanhe say that Yuan Tianlei had offended her many times, the raging anger in Wei Zhaomo's eyes overflowed into the bottom of his eyes, like magma suddenly erupting under a volcano, with the power to destroy and smelt all things.

"A Bai Ding, who doesn't have an official and a half-position on his body, dares to offend the county lord of Zheng Erpin, who is the power of the battle!"

Wei Zhao's low, cold voice seemed to contain the fury of thunder, and a pair of dark eyes like a cold pool brewed a very terrifying storm!

The Son of Heaven was furious, and the blood flowed and drifted!

Extremely unfortunate in the center of the storm, Changping Bo and his son had long been frightened by the emperor's anger.

As for the proposition thrown by the emperor, no one dared to answer it.

"Your Majesty......" Xie Yanhe's long eyelashes trembled slightly, her charming eyes were full of tears, she hid her face and wept, "The courtiers were humiliated, and ordered the guards of the Hou Mansion to cut off Yuan Tianlei's tongue. Your Majesty, the courtiers have already learned that they are wrong. ”

Although Xie Yanhe was admitting her mistake, her choked voice revealed a thick sense of grievance.

Wei Zhao's eyes flashed quickly. If his cousin Xie Yu was still alive, he would never let his favorite daughter suffer the slightest grievance.

Before the incident was clear, Wei Zhao's attitude that had always been neutral was obviously biased this time. He said lightly: "Although it is too impulsive, it is still excusable, and I forgive you for your innocence." ”

Xie Yanhe sobbed lowly, and his face with pear blossoms and rain was full of gratitude and awe to the king: "The courtiers have thanked Your Majesty Longen." ”

Xie Yan and the white and neat jade teeth of the braided shell sank into the bright red lips and flesh slightly, and her face was sad, and she couldn't help but cry and complained: "Your Majesty, this matter has already alarmed the Jingzhao Mansion, and Chen Shizi was also present at that time, not only did he protect his cousin a lot, but also repeatedly made frivolous remarks. The courtier's heart was afraid...... Evacuated to Princess Fuqing's princess's mansion......"

Xie Yanhe's expression was too sad, she whimpered every word, and she almost couldn't speak.

The braided jade teeth have bitten the bright red lips and flesh bloody, and a drop of red blood is stained on the gorgeous lip, which is even more attractive.

Xie Yanhe said sadly: "The courtiers never thought that Mrs. Changping Bo was so protective of her nephew that she would take the guards of the Bofu to attack the Jingping Marquis Mansion...... Not only were the flowers and plants planted by his father before his death destroyed by the people of Bofu, but even the guards who followed the father and brother of the courtiers were injured by Bofu. ”

"Bastard!" Xie Yanhe's voice fell, and Wei Zhao had already slapped his palm on the imperial case in annoyance.

The teacups, pen rests, paperweights, inkstones and other objects on the dragon case shook a few times, and the sound of crisp and dull interweaving seemed to hit the tips of everyone's hearts.

"Uncle Changping, what do you explain what the county lord of Yonghe said!" Wei Zhao's eyes were like electricity, and the incomparably cold glow in his ink eyes approached Chang Pingbo, who was kneeling on the gold brick.

Changping Bo was sweating profusely, and he opened his mouth weakly, but found that his throat seemed to be blocked, and he couldn't make any sound.

Wei Zhao sneered, he was such a rat guts, but he had the ability to do things that were indignant to the people and gods. For the sake of the prince's dignity, he endured and endured Changping Bofu.

The people of the Bofu and others not only did not know the slightest gratitude, but they relied on the connivance of the king, backed by the mountain of the prince, and acted recklessly!

There is also the crown prince, since he married his uncle's daughter, the prince of a country, he did not braided the situation at all, and his elbow went to Changping Bofu more and more, probably forgetting that he was surnamed Wei, not Chen!

Wei Zhao's index finger unconsciously turned the auspicious cloud Ruyi dragon pattern wrench on his thumb, a pair of ink eyes were as deep as the sea, and the little sparks were clearly extinguished in his eyes, making the expression on Wei Zhao's face more and more obscure.

Now, it's time for them to teach Changping Bofu a lesson that can impress them.

However, in a few breaths, Wei Zhao had already made a decision in his heart.

"Feng Hui, pass on my will."

Wei Zhao commanded in a flat tone towards Feng Hui, who was staying in the Imperial Palace.

"Your Majesty, the minions are here." Feng Hui hurriedly stood up, he bowed down and said.

"Changping Bo Chen Wei and his son Chen Ze used power for personal gain, humbled and respected, and disrespected the temple community; The party was sloppy and the corpse was vegetarian, which made the loyal and righteous people feel cold. Now take the title of Earl of Changping, degrade his position to the common people, and wish to correct his crimes, in order to show the world, admire this. ”

Feng Hui waited for Emperor Jianyuan to finish speaking, knelt on the ground, he repeated the holy decree word for word, and after seeing Emperor Jianyuan's barely visible jaw movements, he said respectfully: "Slave order!" ”

The situation took a turn for the worse, and His Majesty had a protective attitude at the beginning, although Changping Bo and his son were frightened, they could still detect it.

However, the county lord of Yonghe only said a few words, crying and begging, His Majesty was turned away from saying nothing, not only did he not have the mind to gently expose the matter, but he didn't even ask the reason, and directly convicted his father and son.

When they were in a daze and almost fainted, the father and son, who had always been arrogant and domineering, secretly glanced at each other, and both of them had shocked looks in their eyes.

What kind of big killer is this Yonghe County Lord! As soon as she returned to Beijing, the crown princess was given the "Female Ring" by His Majesty through the hands of the prince, and the crown princess was deprived of her palace rights.

The crown prince just went in and out of the Jingping Marquis Mansion once, and was confined to the East Palace by His Majesty.

Now, his father and son have come to the front of the palace because of Xie Yanhe's lawsuit, and the title of Changping Bofu has been withdrawn by His Majesty.

Chen, the prince of Changping, couldn't help but cast a misty gaze towards the figure not far away in front of him.

The woman's kneeling posture is straight, her slender figure is as tall as a green bamboo, looking slender, but she would rather bend than bend. Chen Ze couldn't tell what it was like in his heart for a while!