Chapter 4: Words are not inferior

Outside the imperial study hall, Murong Jin was holding a broom in his hand, the breeze was slight, and the soft sunlight fell behind Murong Jin, gilding Murong Jin with a faint light.

I saw that she was wearing an apricot-colored long skirt, her black hair was pulled into an auspicious cloud bun, and a simple sandalwood hairpin was tied on the bun.

Suddenly, a butterfly appeared around her, and she was stunned, only to find that the butterfly's brilliant wings looked colorful in the sun, so her black eyes were involuntarily attracted by the butterfly's wings.

Just as she was in her trance, the two originally closed doors of the imperial study were suddenly opened, and the former ministers walked out of it one by one.

It was only at this time that Murong Jin reacted, so he hurriedly stepped aside, looking at his nose and nose, but he heard the whispers of the imperial ministers as they passed by.

"It seems that the Beiyue Kingdom is eyeing it, and it can't be ignored." sighed lightly, and the person who spoke was the Imperial Historian.

"The envoy of the Beiyue Kingdom will soon come to our Dajin, and it seems that the establishment of diplomatic relations will be turbulent." With a deep and deep voice, this person is the old general Lin who has been dominant on the battlefield.

"Now this situation, I'm afraid it will cause a big war......"

The words gradually faded away, and it was not until the figures of all the imperial ministers disappeared that Murong Jin finally raised his head, but there was a faint thought between his eyebrows.

Beiyue and Dajin have always been in the form of opposites, although they have been peaceful for so many years, and there is no gunpowder smoke and war, but Dajin is a country of fish and rice, which has long been coveted by Beiyue, and the ambition of Beiyue is a wolf, I am afraid that the establishment of diplomatic relations between the two countries will not be as simple as it seems on the surface.

It was also between Murong Jin's thoughts, and suddenly, a sharp voice sounded from behind him.

"What are you doing here?"

Murong Jin's heart jumped, and when he turned around, he saw the man standing on the imperial steps. Twelve white jade beads covered his face, and he was dressed in a bright robe, perhaps under the sunlight, only to see that the robe was shining and dazzling, and it actually stabbed her eyes for a while.

"Don't kneel down quickly when you see Your Majesty!" Gonggong Jiang on the side drank softly.

Murong Jin reacted, and only then did he kneel down unhurriedly, "Concubine Murong Jin, meet Your Majesty." ”

Sima Mo's gaze fell on the broom in Murong Jin's hand, "I asked you to sweep in front of the emperor, but you are lazy?" ”

"Your Majesty, the concubine is not talented, and being able to sweep the concubine in front of the palace is a blessing that the concubine has cultivated for half her life, and the concubine has failed Your Majesty's good intentions, and I ask Your Majesty to punish her."

"Since you are willing to accept the punishment, then I will give you a chance, what punishment do you want? Say! ”

"The concubine has made mistakes repeatedly, fortunately His Majesty is kind-hearted, and is willing to give the concubine a chance to reform herself, but His Majesty's benevolence makes the concubine feel guilty, and the concubine knows that she has failed His Majesty's good intentions......"

Murong Jin's words were sincere, so the cold color on Sima Mo's face seemed to fade by half, but what Murong Jin said next made Sima Mo's face cold again.

"The concubine knows that she has failed His Majesty's good intentions, so the concubine is willing to bear the guilt of Jing and ask His Majesty to send the concubine out of the palace."