Mo Ye's face was almost distorted, and with a sweep of his big hand, all the valuable tea sets on the table fell to the ground, shattered into porcelain pieces, and fell to the ground with a "bang".

"Did she think that if Luo'er was crowned princess, the king would stop? That's impossible! She dreams! What about brother and sister in name? The secular ceremonial dogma also wants to restrain this king? Delusion! ”

All the anger and grievances in my heart, like a storm, were vented at this moment.

"Three letters came, urging Luo'er to go to the peony banquet? Mother, Mother, your city is really deep! ”

Shen Yan stood on the side, silent on the surface, his internal organs were already churning and bursting, and he was in pain.

Is she already in such a predicament?

For her sake, he did not hesitate to put down his self-esteem, take the jackal as his companion, and serve Mo Xie, the hideous jackal. In order to gain Mo Ye's trust, he did not hesitate to stain his hands. It's nothing, he's not clean anyway.

"The queen wants to use the title of a princess to control Miss Ye." Shen Yan's voice was a little hoarse, "Then casually point out a marriage to Miss Ye, so that Your Highness and the crown prince will completely give up their thoughts." ”

"She wants to be beautiful! No way! ”

Killing the spirit carrier pigeon is not counted, Mo Ye also pinched the bamboo letterhead with the thickness of his little thumb into powder, "What this king wants, no one can stop it!" ”

He wants this.

He also wants this beauty.

Shen Yan stood aside, and the expression on his face could not see joy or sorrow. He knew in his heart that the man in front of him was not a good match for Miss Ye. Since she has long lost the opportunity to stand by Miss Ye's side, she naturally expects a man who can be more worthy of her to appear and take good care of her instead of herself.

Si Yutian was obviously more qualified than Mo Ye.

**

Imperial City, Kunning Palace.

Empress Jiang reclined on the noble phoenix chair, picked up the incense burner for a while, and said, "There are seven days left, and it will be the peony feast." How is the matter on the Cloud Nu Sect's side? ”

Gonggong Xu stood respectfully below, his knees weakened, and he knelt down: "Back to Niangniang, the three spirit pigeons sent by the slave maid to the Cloud Nu Sect have all gone and have not returned, I'm afraid they will be gone."

"Humph!"

Empress Jiang snorted coldly, her face was angry, she no longer had the interest in fiddling with the incense burner, and her well-maintained hand slapped it on the table, with a full momentum, "The evil child even killed the spirit carrier pigeon of Kunning Palace, and he really didn't take this palace seriously in his eyes more and more!" ”

"The queen is angry!"

Gonggong Xu kowtowed three times in a row, "His Royal Highness the Evil King has only been turning around for a while, and he can't accept the fact that Princess Shengping has become his sister." Mother, you can't push too hard and cause discord between mother and son. ”

Empress Jiang's chest kept rising and falling because of anger, and the light in her slender eyes was unpredictable.

A quarter of an hour later—

"That's it, you're right, this palace can't push the evil child too hard. Evil is not an easy person to control, if he works against this palace, and he will never obey the control of this palace in the future, it will not be good. ”

Empress Jiang's anger has dissipated a lot, she is a woman who can bend and stretch, and she can endure desperately for the sake of the great cause.

"This palace remembers that Concubine Shu's daughter, Mo Jingshu, is also in the Cloud Nu Sect, and like Evil Child, she is a personal disciple of the Second Peak."

"That's right, Queen."

"Then send a message to Princess Jingshu, let her participate in the peony banquet, and bring Shengping together."