Zixi didn't say anything, and his beautiful eyes as beautiful as a gem slowly passed by the people in front of him, and some pictures flashed in his heart.

The country is overturned, the mountains and rivers are broken, and iron hooves are bursting.

The shrill screams and wailings were connected with blood and tears, and the once noble and prosperous city turned into a hell on earth in front of us.

Countless scenes intertwined before the eyes, blood dyed the city of Yong'an red, relatives were killed in front of the eyes, weak women were humiliated, and the strong smell of blood never dissipated in the city...

A sharp stinging pain came suddenly in his heart, and Zixi immediately came back to his senses and shivered with a trembling heart.

The whole body is cold and biting, as if it is in an ice cellar.

Everyone looked down at the ground, and no one dared to look directly at Long Yan.

So no one noticed that her face was so pale, and there was a thousand-mile glacier without temperature in her eyes.

"I've had a dream." She spoke slowly, her quiet voice echoing in the quiet night, as if there was a deep sorrow. "When I woke up from the dream, I suddenly wanted to come to the Prime Minister's Mansion to see it, but I didn't expect to encounter such a scene."

Feng Weiyu's fingers placed on both sides of his body moved slightly, trying to look up and say something, but he knew very well that he had no right to speak at this time.

Therefore, no one answered.

Nan Mohao's thin lips were pursed even tighter. When he heard the sentence "Suddenly I wanted to come to the Prime Minister's Mansion to take a look", his face froze twice, and a hint of helplessness appeared in his eyes.

Just because he lowered his head silently, no one noticed his strangeness - he thought no one noticed it.

But he didn't know that the girl in a bright yellow dragon robe had already fallen on him

Zixi looked at him quietly, ignoring and realizing that the man looked so gentle with his head down at this moment, and he was not as cold and cruel as usual—

A little docile that only appears in front of her.

The girl also saw his unwillingness.

"Regent." Zixi spoke slowly, and there was no sound of emotional fluctuations in his voice. "It's late at night, I'll get up early tomorrow morning. Will the Regent go back and rest early?"

Nan Mohao suppressed the turbulent emotions in his heart. After a moment of silence, he said lightly: "Report to Your Majesty, I will go back to rest after the matter that should be handled."

"The state affairs are heavy, and the Regent should take care of his health."

Zixi seemed to have not heard him and did not ask him what else to deal with. He just told him lightly: "I have something important to discuss with the Regent, and ask the Regent to follow me back to the palace."

"His Majesty--"

"It's very cold at night. The Regent shouldn't want to see me staying here for too long." Zixi interrupted him, turned his head, and forced himself to turn his eyes to the gentle and elegant young prime minister. "The Prime Minister should go back to the house to rest early. I've been disturbed at night and I'm afraid I won't be able to get better."

After saying that, she obviously didn't want to say anything else, so she turned around and said, "Set back to the palace."

The calm and calm tone seemed to have expected that Nan Mohao would follow the order - even if, for the Regent Nan Mohao, he had made many preparations to get rid of Feng Weiyu, and finally had the opportunity tonight.

However, because Her Majesty the Queen arrived without warning, all actions tonight will be declared in vain.

Standing up stiffly, Nan Mohao's aura was like a cold sword coming out of the sheath, cold and sharp.
Chapter completed!