On the official road from Heze to the palace, the iron cavalry army kicked up rolling dust, Ling Qingyan was a little hesitant to send troops to the king without knowing the situation of the royal capital, but Jimo Qinghe promised that Heze's army would only besiege and not attack, coupled with Ling Yang's persuasion, Ling Yin led the troops, so he nodded and agreed.

Qi Yu rushed back to the royal capital with Heze's flying feather guard before returning to the palace before Jimo Qinghe, and immediately handed over the military power to Ding Hanjie after arriving in the royal capital, and then returned the same way to avoid more trouble.

The Feiyu Guard of the royal capital has no one to lead recently, and only does some daily inspections, that is, the arrival of Mo Qinghe's army is powerless to stop it.

Mo Liangjun, who learned the news, Li Wenxian and other courtiers rushed to hear the news and stopped Jimo Qinghe outside the city gate.

"Jimo Qinghe, what are you doing!"

A vote of courtiers stood at the gate of the city, and Mo Liangjun took the brunt of it and pointed at Jimo Qinghe and scolded loudly.

Jimo Qing is very different from the ethereal appearance of the fairy today and usually, although he is still wearing a pink and white flower wide-sleeved collared robe, and he wears a silver crown with a bunched hair, but the warmth and kindness in his expression have disappeared, and he spoke coldly.

"Everyone, the prime minister is still the left minister, and now you don't even have the right to enter the royal capital?"

"Since you have already gone to Heze, how can you return to the court without will! And with so many soldiers, what, do you want to rebel! ”

Li Wen took a step forward and said.

Ji Mo Qinghe turned to face Ling Yin.

"Ling Yin, you and Ling Yang are stationed outside the city first, waiting for my news."

Ling Yin looked at the angry civil officials in front of him and nodded.

"I don't bring a single soldier into the city, so it's okay, right?"

Jimo Qinghe spread out his sleeves and took a deep breath and said.

Li Wenxian hesitated and looked at Mo Liangjun, who frowned.

"No, wait for us to send someone to report to the king, and then make a decision."

Mo Liangjun's sentence directly broke Jimo Qing and the last string, and at this moment, Ding Hanjie arrived with Heze's flying feather guard.

Jimo Qinghe signaled to Ding Hanjie, and Ding Hanjie immediately understood.

"Flying Feather Guard listens to orders! Open the gates! ”

With an order, Heze Feiyuwei immediately stopped the courtiers who were trying to stop and opened the city gate.

Jimo Qinghe got on the horse, and when he was leaving, he suddenly thought of something to tell Ding Hanjie.

"When I entered the palace, I let them go."

"Yes!"

Ding Hanjie arched his hand.

Mo Liangjun was stopped behind the soldiers, and could only watch Jimo Qing and ride his horse away.

"You are a rebellion, a rebellion!"

Ding Hanjie stood aside and looked at Mo Liangjun, who was old and tearful, and couldn't bear it, so he stepped forward and whispered.

"Master Mo, Prime Minister Zuo is aware of changes in the palace this time, you believe that Prime Minister Zuo, he will never do anything to hurt the king."

Mo Liangjun, who was angry, heard Ding Hanjie's voice, he saw that Ding Hanjie only obeyed Jimo Qinghe's orders, and pointed at Ding Hanjie and scolded him at the moment, Ding Hanjie had no choice but to stand in place and bow his head to accept it.

Jimo Qinghe entered the palace unimpeded, from the former Zhaomen to the Zhengyun Palace, there was no one to stop him, he flew up to the palace, and the servants outside the hall saw that the left phase had arrived, and quickly knelt down and shouted that the left phase arrived.

The palace inspector was playing a game of chess, and seemed to be a little confused, and the hand holding the chess had not fallen for a long time, and when she heard that Jimo Qinghe had arrived, surprise appeared in her eyes, and she raised her head.

"Qinghe, you're here, come and see this game of chess, I don't know where to play?"

Jimo Qinghe walked towards the salary step by step, but there was no warmth in his eyes.

"Your Majesty."

He stopped two steps away from the salary and saluted.

Ji Xin laughed, put down the hand holding the chess piece, and knocked on the chessboard very casually.

"Let this king guess, why did Qinghe return to the royal capital at this time?"

Ji Mo Qinghe quickly glanced at Ji Xin's fingers, Ji Xin noticed that he noticed, and stood up with a stronger smile.

"Qinghe can't miss this king."