ICP record number: Xiang B2-20100081-3 Internet Publishing Qualification Certificate: Xinchu Network License (Xiang) Zi No. 11 Network Culture Business License: Wen Wangwen [2010] No. 128

Pingling Guojun sat behind the desk with his cheeks crossed, helplessly looking at the group of people standing below.

This scene is exactly the same as the last time I saw the fifth daughter of the Qiao family.

Stretching out his hand and yawning lazily, he turned his head and whispered to Jing Yue, who had been tugging at the corners of his clothes, "Okay, my clothes are about to be torn by you." ”

"Father......" Jing Yue pursed her mouth aggrievedly, and simply sat on the wide dragon seat, "Jing Yue was almost poisoned to death, if it weren't for the drama of Xinglian, you wouldn't be able to see me today, and Father won't punish her." ”

"Really?" Yu Guang glanced at the woman who was silent with her head down, and then he looked back again, "Since that's the case, why didn't you tell your father about this earlier?" ”

"Father, do you mean that you are willing to take the risk of your son's death to save your face?" With a sinking face, Sijingyue let go of the corners of his clothes and looked at him with fierce eyes.

Pingling Guojun suddenly had a headache, in the face of this little daughter, he really never had the upper hand.

"How can it be, Xiao Shi, you are the heart of your father, and your father naturally thinks that your safety is more important." Stroking his little daughter's head, he looked down at the four scenery again, "So, it was Xiao Jiu who worshiped the church at the beginning?" ”

"Well, Brother Nine and Xinglian are truly in love, and naturally it is Brother Nine who worship with Xinglian." Jing Yue slapped the hand on her head and tugged at the corner of her clothes again, "If it weren't for that, if Xinglian and the Fifth Brother would regret it again, our royal face would not be guaranteed, but there are so many ministers watching." ”

"You still know the royal face." The person on the dragon seat chuckled, but then immediately restrained his smile, and the dark light in his eyes fell on the girl who was standing quietly with her head down, and his voice was deepened, "You all have a share in this matter, right?" ”

The sudden change in tone made the hearts of several people present feel a pang in their hearts, Jing Yue hurriedly let go of her hand, and even Concubine Liu, who was originally sitting on the side eating fruit, paused, but only the indifferent Si Jingyan raised her eyes and glanced at him.

A heavy layer of coercion shrouded the quiet imperial study, and a thin sweat appeared on Xinglian's forehead.

Unexpectedly, the seemingly lazy Pingling monarch was also quite terrifying in his own strength.

"Father, the minister is to blame for the wedding, if the father wants to punish him, the son is willing to bear it." Under the heavy pressure, the Four Winds Beiling knelt down first.

Just like Jing Yue said, the ministers of the Manchu Dynasty have seen this wedding, if he really wants to find someone to come out and give an explanation, how can he let Xing Lian bear it?

The emperor on the throne didn't speak, but just looked at Sijing Yan coldly, "Yan'er, what do you say?" ”

Si Jingyan glanced back calmly, then glanced away, and calmly wiped the fine sweat from Xinglian's forehead before slowly speaking, "Erchen has two high-level alchemists, although their attainments are not as good as Wuji, but their abilities are enough to serve as first-level alchemists. ”

It was simply an unrelated conversation, but the coercion in the silent imperial study was revoked in an instant, and the man on the dragon seat above suddenly chuckled, "Yes, it sounds a little interesting." ”

At this moment, even Jing Yue heard what her messy father was thinking.

Wuji is dead, her father is simply distressed that Pingling Kingdom is missing a talent, and the question is false, and the benefit is true.

hurriedly pulled the corners of his clothes again, "Father, Jing Yue suddenly felt that she hadn't accompanied her father for a long time, and she would never go out of the palace to play this year, and accompany her father for a whole year." ”

"Oh? Xiao Shi is so filial? The lazy man suddenly came to his senses, and reached out to pinch his daughter's fine white face, "In this case, the father should be all you." ”

Good...... A black-bellied emperor.