Wild Malicious Consort: Good For Nothing Ninth Miss

Far away in a green building in the Imperial City, Yan Mo sat in the bedroom, impatiently toward the newly promoted close bodyguard: “Hasn't anyone arrived yet? ”

“Returning to Your Highness, the Imperial City has a lot to do in recent days. It's a bit of a hassle for the girl to come out, but it should be here soon.” The guard, aware that his master has been in a bad mood lately, repeatedly took the liberty of pulling out a lot of words in an attempt to relieve the grandfather a little.

To be sure, Yan Mo Li asked nothing more, but the gloomy color between the eyebrows could not be dispersed anyway.

He had originally returned to the city to be sealed with merit, but before reaching the Imperial City, the criminals were robbed under his sight. Those ministers who looked at him in the middle of the day, they all dropped stones and took part in his book. This led him to have the name of King Ling, but he didn't even have a proper seal of speech. The Emperor still refused to give his banner to his mother-in-law. He didn't even build a royal palace for him. He still lived in the palace. What's the difference from before?

In particular, the emperor, who had never manifestly expressed half his dissatisfaction with him, still appeared to be fond of him, but had greatly obstructed his plan.

How could he have succeeded in doing so?

While thinking, listening to the personal guard who had stood quietly beside him suddenly opened, interrupting his thoughts, "Your Highness, here she is. ”

“You get out.” Yan Mo Li's eyebrows were gloomy, which only slightly concealed him, his face was as usual, and he could not see the joy.

“Your Highness.” Ping Su had a very soft female voice in front of him, and at this moment he was in front of Yan Mo Li, and he couldn't help but dye a few melancholy attitudes.

Such a voice, coupled with the extraordinarily slim body, only makes one listen to the newborn pity, only unfortunately, Yan Mo Li's appearance of no use, slightly turned his head, counts as a response.

Liu Zheng stared at the beautiful Yan Ink Li in front of him. The red lips couldn't help but snap up gently. “Your Highness, I hear you are in a bad mood lately, why don't I take a nap with you? ”

Without waiting for Yan Mo Li to open her mouth, she had already walked to the table, picked up the bottle and filled the bottle in front of him with wine. When she changed to herself, she simply poured a cup of tea.

Yan Mo Li's eyebrows picked slightly, revealing a satisfying color on his face, "You know your identity. ”

Liu Xiao smiled slightly. He only took the glass of tea poured in front of him and did not dare sit with him. "If you drink alcohol, you will definitely get this scent on your body. As an acquaintance, I will not go out the door of Ping Suri Gate, where will you drink alcohol? Nature cannot be exposed. ”

“I'm afraid you won't be able to hide it for too long. Don't say it's useless.” Yan Mo Li nodded slightly, did not pick up the wine candle, directly stating his intention, "Jing Zhao Yin tolerated his son to rob the people and daughter and seize the land, you should know. ”

Willow nodded nicely and showed herself to know.

Yan Mo Li said: “Father does not blame me for what happened before. He only said that there was a conflict of merit, but I have been dissatisfied with me in the heart. I need to make some achievements to compromise merit. I myself mentioned it and I am afraid that Father will suspect me. Think of some way to mention this matter with the Prime Minister. ”

In fact, if it was just such a small matter, it would not be worth Yan Mo Li summoning Liu, find a way to get the Prime Minister to talk. It is just that Jing Zhao Yin is not the brother of the unusual cold gate. He was originally of a sergeant. His father was an old king who had set up Hehe Kung Fu, and there were many sergeants involved behind his back. Someone dared to offend him to manage the matter. Therefore, although the matter has boiled down, no one dared to intervene at all.