Yue Wu slowly opened the sedan curtain.

Outside the imperial mausoleum, members of the royal family and ministers of the court have been waiting for a long time.

As soon as these words came out, everyone was shocked.

After saying that, he stretched out his hand in front of him, his face regained his majesty, and ordered: "Take hold of me and go to the imperial mausoleum."

As for Miss Qin, she wore a veil on her face, but her deep and charming eyes were still as calm as ever.

Seeing that he had a good attitude, Nangong Huoyue's face softened slightly, and she was quiet for a moment. She suddenly thought of something in her mind. She glanced at him secretly, suddenly stretched out her long legs under the red skirt, and said in a cold voice: "These are my shoes."

I feel a little uncomfortable, so please kneel down, help me take off my shoes, and rub my feet."

Nangong Huoyue turned her head and looked at him with a majestic look: "Did I let you speak?"

It wasn't until they left the palace that Nangong Huo Yuefang said in a cold voice: "Are you unhappy on your wedding day with a straight face?"

This man was an old minister who had made mistakes and volunteered to protect the imperial mausoleum all his life. Why did he suddenly choose this time to file a complaint? Moreover, the person he addressed was Your Highness.

Song Ruyue's face turned pale, her lips moved, as if she wanted to say something, but she didn't dare to speak.

The old man said in a trembling voice: "I want to sue the eldest princess who is unfaithful, unfilial, unkind, and murderous!"

Luo Qingzhou could see the resentment deep in her eyes, and even the jade hand he held was almost clenched into a fist.

Before Luo Qingzhou could reply, she added: "You can be a little more arrogant when there is no one around. I think you are my husband, so I can forgive you."

Luo Qingzhou was silent for a moment and said: "Your Majesty, after all, we haven't officially married yet. Your Majesty is a precious person, and your feet are a private place. I don't dare to touch them."

"hypocritical!"

Luo Qingzhou said respectfully: "I don't dare."

When the sedan stopped, everyone immediately bowed and paid homage: "Congratulations to Your Majesty on your wedding! Long live Your Majesty! Long live! Long live your Majesty!"

The two of them have always maintained this kind of movements and postures, and neither of them spoke.

Luo Qingzhou lowered his head and said: "No... I am wronged..."

Nangong Huoyue suddenly snorted coldly, squinted her eyes and said, "Don't think that I don't know. Every time you see me, you peek at my feet, don't you?"

Luo Qingzhou said: "Your Majesty is the emperor outside, but is he also the emperor in front of me?"

The sedan jolted slightly with the steps of the bearer.

As soon as these words came out, everyone's expressions changed.

"killed."

Nangong Huoyue looked cold and did not give him any chance to speak.

Yueying's figure flashed, and he drew his sword out of its sheath. The old man who was kneeling on the ground, looking forward to death and preparing to speak impassionedly to the crowd, instantly fell to the ground.
Chapter completed!