Chapter 65: The Devil Sends God
Meng Hui and Meng Xie were escorted by the guards in the Prime Minister's Mansion and left the Prime Minister's Mansion directly and headed in the direction of the Yamen in Beijing.
Mu Chenche and Jing Ye were about to leave, when a person walked in quickly outside the door.
Mu Chenche squinted and saw that it was Gonggong Liu, the eunuch in charge of the emperor's side.
"The emperor has a decree that the thousand girls enter the palace to face the saint."
Gonggong Liu saluted to the masters in the flower hall, and sang a word of harmony with a sharp voice.
Mu Chenche and Jing Ye were not surprised, they had just talked about this matter, and they thought that the emperor was just asking about what had happened in the Prime Minister's Mansion in the past few days.
On the contrary, Mu Ruchu, who was wearing a mask, had an almost imperceptible flash in his eyes, as if there was some worry hidden in it.
Qian Tianxi was stunned, and secretly wondered what the one in the palace was doing when she entered the palace?
Qianmo Ling's eyebrows were frowning, and she wished that she could kill a fly, and the more she worried, the faster it seemed to come......
Qianmeng's pale little face finally regained a little blood, and it was no longer as white and scary as before.
Scold......
No one in the capital knew that the emperor in the palace had long been afraid of the power of their prime minister's mansion, and was thinking of weakening the power of the prime minister's mansion.
It just so happened that she and her mother had so many incidents in the past few days, if the emperor asked, for the sake of the face of the Prime Minister's Mansion, this dead old man would not have done anything to their mother and daughter, it was God who helped her!
Qian Menglian's lips hooked up a cold smile, with a triumphant and provocative expression, he saluted Mu Chenche and the others, and directly flicked his sleeves and walked towards the backyard, not caring at all about Qian Moling's gloomy face.
This woman is really arrogant, and she is nothing more than relying on the power of her mother's mother, General Wen.
Otherwise, how dare she directly throw her face to herself in front of so many people.
"Xi'er, Dad will accompany you into the palace."
Qian Moling had no time to take care of Qian Meng's attitude at this time, nothing was bigger than her daughter......
"The emperor has ordered, only a thousand girls will be summoned into the palace, and it is better not to embarrass the slaves."
Gonggong Liu respectfully explained to Qian Moling, his voice was calm, but he couldn't tell the implied meaning.
"If Qianxiang is not at ease, this king happens to have something to discuss with the emperor, and he can enter the palace with Qianniang."
Mu Chenche glanced at Qian Qianxi with a deep gaze, and for some reason, he said such a sentence.
"The old minister didn't mean this, the old minister was just worried that the little girl was too stubborn on weekdays, and she didn't understand the rules and etiquette but collided with the emperor, and it was not good to make the emperor angry." Qian Moling arched her hand and patiently explained.
"It's okay, this king will mention a thing or two to the thousand girls, and he won't let her be as presumptuous as she is in the Three Princes' Mansion." Mu Chen said meaningfully.
You're presumptuous......
When did she behave so insensibly in the Three Kings' Mansion to the point of being presumptuous, didn't she open her eyes and tell nonsense?
Mu Ruchu looked at the woman's unconvinced face, and the thin lips under the mask raised just the right curvature.
Before he could react, he had already stretched out his hand and dragged the woman over, and took her directly away from the flower hall.
Jing Ye's mouth twitched so hard that he was about to lose control of his facial expressions, and the four princes were also a little bolder, and Qianxiang was still in front of him, so he dared to scare about other people's daughters with great fanfare?
Jing Ye sighed a few times, and quietly glanced at Mu Chenche and Qian Moling who were the only ones left in the flower hall, this atmosphere was simply strange and made him at a loss.