"Do your Majesty know what you are doing?" After a while, Feng Weiyu spoke slowly.

His eyes were staring at Nan Mohao, and his voice, which was word by word, was very clear and gentle but not warm, and he heard every soldier and the servants in the mansion, "Mo Nanhao, do you think without me, you can cover the sky with one hand?"

Nan Mohao didn't say anything, and his eyes were filled with bone-absorbing chill.

After a long time, he raised his right hand and waved it, "Take it down!"

"yes!"

Suddenly, a sound of weapons rubbing against armor and the cry of a woman following it.

The entire Prime Minister's Mansion was in a panic, and the mountains collapsed and fell into chaos.

"Your Majesty is here-"

The sharp and loud voice of the eunuch came, like a sudden thunder that suddenly arose in the dark night, drilling into everyone's eardrums.

After the thunder, there was a silence as if it was dead.

Everyone stopped moving, and the air slowly condensed into frost.

Nan Mohao's expression suddenly became stiff and sinister, and he slowly turned around. A suppressed and tense strange light flashed through his cold eyes, which had no emotions.

The corners of the cleaved lips were pursed into a straight line.

His hands unconsciously clamped the sword around his waist, and his strength was so strong that he could see his knuckles turn white.

Feng Weiyu's lips slowly raised a smile, and she breathed a sigh of relief almost without notice. Her five fingers clenched loosened little by little, and her palm was wet with sweat.

In the wide courtyard, countless pairs of eyes stared at the direction where the sound came.

Soon, footsteps came in a burst of light.

A girl wearing a bright yellow dragon robe with a slender figure slowly appeared in front of everyone.

Under the bright light, the girl's appearance is extremely bright, with a little cinnabar between her eyebrows, which is dazzling and dazzling, reflecting into everyone's eyes, pouring out the peerless and noble charm.

She walked step by step, like a beautiful night elf, her peerless and noble appearance made people dare not desecrate it.

All the guards unconsciously lowered their eyes and held their breath.

No one spoke, and the surroundings were as quiet as snow, and the air seemed to stop flowing.

The girl's eyes were clear and clear, and she swept past the tense formation in front of her, and her indifferent face was no longer emotional.

After a moment, a voice that was so calm that there was no emotion at all slowly rang out: "What happened?"

It sounded like a simple question, but it undoubtedly told everyone present - Her Majesty the Queen was unaware of everything that happened tonight.

No one answered the Imperial Guard, and no one else dared to speak casually.

The dead silence lasted for a moment.

Nan Mohao looked at the girl in front of him quietly, and the luster in his cold eyes gradually disappeared, and eventually turned into an empty and emotional desolation.

The next moment, this man, who was tall and slackened, and had a cold and ruthless heart, seemed to have never bent down his back at any time, slowly lowered his eyes and let go of his hand holding the sword.

He bent on one knee and bent his arrogant back little by little, "Since, long live my emperor."

As he finished speaking, all the imperial guards present knelt down and bowed to the emperor: "Long live my emperor! Long live, long live, long live!"

The sound shook the sky, as if it was about to penetrate the sky and reach the sky.

Among the thousands of people bowed their heads, the young Prime Minister stood not far away, staring at the girl in full dress with a quiet look, and the gentler face became more and more soft.
Chapter completed!