The palace is the royal palace in the end.

From entering this majestic imperial city, Ye Wuyue has understood this more truly and intuitively.

In the imperial city, there are not many buildings, but each one is tall and majestic, the bricks and stones like the blue and black dragon scales, the red beams and pillars like the blood of the vermilion bird, each brick and tile reveals the majesty from the royal family, and the sacred does not allow people to have the slightest violation.

The bluestone steps go up the stairs, but they are so clean and tidy that they are faintly visible.

Although the palace is large and there are many people guarding the palace, even if a person like himself enters the palace, no one leaks even the slightest curiosity or inquiry. Even their broom-wielding hands did not pause.

This kind of discipline makes people feel unconsciously in it, and their breathing is subconsciously adjusted to a minimal.

Just like people are in this majestic palace, just like civil rights are in this imperial power.

The Diligent Government Hall is very quiet at this time.

Xiao Hou on the dragon chair was dressed in a dark gold inlaid dragon robe, and her slightly crooked body showed the comfort of her master, and also indicated that she did not look at the people below her.

And at the bottom of the nine steps under the dragon chair, the night god general of the north dynasty, the night is clear and stubbornly kneeling with his neck stalked.

Not far from him stood the white god general Bai Longfei, who disagreed, and the slightly gloating Wang Chengxiang.

Empress Xiao shook the white jade luminous cup in her hand slightly.

No one in the entire Qinzheng Hall spoke, but it was this strange silence that caused a lot of pressure in people's hearts, but no one broke it first.

At this time, Zhang Quande, the eunuch who had been quite favored recently, opened the door softly, walked briskly to the edge of the dragon chair with small steps, smiled at Xiao Hou respectfully, and said a few words in his ear.

Empress Xiao glanced at Ye Qingming with a pair of purple Danfeng eyes, his eyes full of banter and coldness.

She suddenly curled her lips and smiled.

"Oh, Miss Fifth came so quickly this night, and it was not in vain that we waited so long."

Ye Qingming, who was kneeling on the ground, raised his head sharply and looked at Empress Xiao in disbelief, but he only saw a face that was obviously smiling but had cold eyes.

"Empress Xiao, you-"

"Yes, Miss Yewu was invited by me, and what the Yeqing family asked for today is not to be better explained by the person concerned." Looking at Ye Qingming's shocked expression with satisfaction, Empress Xiao shouted coldly, "Someone!" Take the five daughters of the Ye clan into the temple. ”

Hmph, Ye Qingming, Ye Qingming, you didn't expect it, Xing came to slap me in the face, and negotiated with the military power that originally belonged to me.

Negotiation!!!

You! What are the qualifications!!

Half of the military power of the Northern Dynasties?!

Scold! ——

That's what I am!!

At this time, Ye Qing's heart was extremely regretful and anxious.

He didn't expect Empress Xiao to be able to take his daughter directly to the palace.

Also, if it was a former daughter, she would definitely not be able to enter the palace.

But now that the daughter is not stupid, the second prince still has a past, and the prime minister must have told Empress Xiao about this a long time ago.

He tried everything he could to get his daughter out of it safely.

His daughter is so simple and kind, how can she be good when she enters this palace that eats people and does not spit out bones.

After all, Yue'er is not like a big girl, a second girl, and a third girl, and she is guarded by the sect.

Her biggest caregiver and backer is now only herself.

However, now he can only watch her walk in here like this without the slightest solution.

After Xiao, she doesn't play cards according to common sense, what should I do next! ……