The man standing in front of the ministers, his voice was low and clear, and his words were passed to her ears word by word. Her heart was shaking, and the whole person seemed to be excited to burn. She suppressed the desire to run over. The impulse to live with him has only suppressed the courage of heart and soul for a long time.

The concerns of the ministers are correct. Ye Jia’s traitor, such as Ye Yisong, is also the emperor’s slogan. Ye Yiqing is the prime minister of Dongqing State. If Lu Hao becomes a queen again, the day of the rise of Ye Family Just around the corner, who knows if there will be another traitor Ye Yisong, who knows if Lu Hao will harm the emperor and even the royal son in order to take revenge?

However, these concerns are not what Mr. Murong will worry about.

They all overlooked one thing, even if Ye Jia still had a Ye Yisong, Murong Chan was not a first emperor.

"The minister is confused." Xu Yixiang lowered his head. They were all wrong. They thought that the emperor would be like the emperor. He was not a first emperor, not any minister could be forced to die.

"Help Liu Daren go back." Murong Zhan coldly ordered.

Liu Zongyuan has already lost his blood. He heard that Murong Zhan had just spoken. He was ashamed and worried that he was full of worry about the future. He still remembered that when he was young, he was also very angry. Otherwise, how would he lay down the Jinjin Mountain?

"The emperor, the old minister and others are loyal to the ears, in any case, please ask the emperor to think twice." Liu Zongyuan said aloud.

Murong Zhan looked at him coldly. "Liu Daren, you are the emperor, not the jealousy in your hands, not what you want to do."

Liu Zongyuan’s pale face has become more miserable. He trembles and wants to squat again. “The minister is afraid, the minister is not the meaning, the emperor...”

"If you want to be here, continue to squat." Murong Zhan turned and went to the Qing Palace.

Xu Yuxiang helped Liu Zongyuan, "Liu Daren, the emperor is not the Qin Wang of the year, not the emperor, we are wrong."

They are wrong not to use this method to force the emperor, you should find a more sloppy way.

The emperor... Unlike the emperor, he used to be a war **** who could not overcome the invincible battle. It is impossible to want him to succumb to the court minister.

Xu Xinxiang regrets in his heart, should not impulsively think that the joint official can change the emperor's idea.

When the ministers left, Ye Hao still stood in the same place for a long time and could not calm down.

"The county owner..." Xiaoliuzi glanced at her and screamed in a low voice.

Ye Hao returned to God and smiled at him.

Xiaoliuzi looked at her playful and a smile, only to think that the sunshine in the spring of March was just like this.

Ye Hao had already dropped him and strode to the dry palace.

Fu Gong just came out to find her, saw her come, and quickly went to a ceremony, "the county owner, the emperor let the slaves go to ask you."

"I am going to find the emperor." Ye Hao said, trotting up with a skirt.

The emperor is in a bad mood at this time! Fu Gonggong rushed to follow up and wanted to remind her that when she entered the temple, she saw the county owner like a butterfly throwing into the emperor's arms.

Fu Gonggong thought that the emperor would be unhappy. When he saw the softness and ease of the emperor's eyebrows, he smiled secretly and closed the door and stood by and watched.

Mo Rongzhan holding the little man in his arms, the feeling of gloomy feelings instantly brightened, the eyebrows of the eyebrows were dyed with a clear smile, and looked at her with low smoldering look. She was wearing a plain and elegant body today, but it was the slightest She does not cover her bright and delicate, and her face like a jade with a playful and shy smile is looking at him in his arms.

It was the first time that he took the initiative to pounce on his arms.

"What's wrong?" He squinted at her lips and held her in her arms.

Ye Hao had just hugged him with an impulse. Now sitting in his arms, he gave birth to a shyness. His cheeks were also red, and his eyes didn’t dare to look at his handsome face. She thought To get rid of his hands and stand up, "Nothing..."

She just felt that he had just stood outside and spoke to the ministers, so she really liked it.

"I just saw it?" She rarely took the initiative to approach, and Murong Zhanyi would easily let go of these benefits.

Ye Hao shuddered in his arms and leaned softly on his arms. "I saw it, you are like this... Really good? Will they really do something, when the world will marry you? What about fainting?"

"Is Zhou Youwang?" Murong Zhan said with a funny smile. "Hey, everyone has a selfish heart. They don't want you to enter the palace for their own sake, not for other reasons."

Ye Hao knows this, she just worried that he would be embarrassed by the world.

"I have no ambiguity." Ye Hao whispered.

Murong Zhan whispered a smile.

Ye Hao’s hands were caught by him, “Azhan...”

"Hmm?" Murong Cham Tail, pick it up.

"Don't!" Ye Hao screamed in a hurry.

Murong Chong knows that she is ashamed. "Isn't that, is you a man?"

Ye Yan’s mind blew a bang, her cheeks were red, and it was one thing to say in front of Ye Yaoyao. It was another thing that he knew. “You...have you listened to me?”

"Do you still need to eavesdrop?" Murong Chan whispered, and muttered in her ear. "Ye, you have to talk."

"What?" Ye Hao was fascinated by his breath, and could not understand what he meant.

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