Fast wearing witch code

Chapter 462 Broken Sleeve Emperor VS Cold General 48
Now half of the ministers in the court chose to support him, and the prime minister didn't think that Man Luo, a weak princess, dared to challenge him in court.

Man Luo looked at the prime minister for a while, then slowly moved his body. Just when the prime minister thought she was going to stand up, Man Luo changed his posture and lay down directly in the dragon chair.

"You! You don't eat the toast, you eat the fine wine!"

The prime minister's face was as black as the bottom of a pot.

Man Luo didn't even look at the Prime Minister again.She turned her eyes and smiled at Mo Lan, who was standing respectfully, with a soft voice as if coquettish: "General, let's do it."

Mo Lan, who had been silent all this time, suddenly cupped her fists respectfully: "Yes."

He waved his hand behind him, and the lieutenant immediately blew his short whistle.

Outside the hall, which was still quiet just now, there was the sound of armor rubbing against metal. Hearing the uniform and powerful voice, one could tell the huge number of troops without looking.

The voice came from all directions, faintly surrounding the entire hall. When Man Luo clasped his hands together, a group of well-trained soldiers immediately poured into the hall.

The prime minister's face suddenly turned ugly, he trembled his beard, and glared angrily at the lazy and smiling Man Luo: "Chu Qingyuan, what are you doing!"

The next moment he was suddenly pressed down by the soldiers and knelt down.

"Of course it is to eliminate the Qing court."

Man Luo stood up slowly, and waved his wide sleeves: "The most important thing for a minister is the word loyalty, but unfortunately you don't have it. If that's the case, why don't you kill me!"

The moment she finished speaking, the courtiers who took the lead in opposing Manro fell down immediately.

All other ministers who stood up against Manro were captured and imprisoned.

But with the effort of a cup of tea, the whole court suddenly lost half of the people. Eunuch De hadn’t figured out the situation when he was brought up. When he saw Man Luo sitting on the dragon chair and smiling at him, Eunuch De suddenly His eyes widened: "Your Majesty?"

Man Luo hooked his lips, and turned to the ministers in the audience: "Now, I am the king of Chu, does anyone have any objections?"

The courtiers looked at each other, but Shangshu Hubu's expression relaxed, and he knelt down respectfully: "Long live my emperor, long live, long live!"

"Long live, long live, my emperor."

The other courtiers knelt down immediately.

Man Luo tapped on the armrest of the dragon chair: "My dear friends, get back on your feet."

The courtiers obviously hesitated when they got up, and they looked at Man Luo with a hint of apprehension in their eyes.

Until Man Luo started to deal with court affairs in an orderly manner as usual.

The ministers were a little relieved.

When the courtiers were roughly arranged, Man Luo's eyes suddenly turned to Mo Lan who was standing there silently.

"General Mo."

Mo Lan immediately stood up with her fists folded: "Your Majesty, please order."

Seeing his respectful attitude, Man Luo sat up straight and smiled, "General, I have a question."

The generals were shocked.

The little emperor's familiar opening remarks, is he going to tease their general again?
The corners of Mo Lan's lips couldn't help twitching, and she answered the words in a doting and helpless way: "Please speak, Your Majesty."

Man Luo smiled brightly, and said in a soft voice, "I have fallen in love with a person, and I love him so much that I have to rely on him for the rest of my life, but he is unwilling to accept my feelings..."

Before Man Luo finished speaking, Mo Lan snatched the little emperor's words for the first time in the court hall: "Your Majesty, I am willing, I... I am pleased with Your Majesty!"

The ministers were astonished.

For a moment, the entire court hall was quiet and the needle drop could be heard, and even the generals behind Mo Lan were shocked.

Man Luo had already stood up from the dragon chair with a smile, and left with Mo Lan on his arm.

Everyone stared blankly at this scene, but no one reacted.

In the end, Eunuch De was the first to come back to his senses. He looked at the little emperor who left them behind with complicated eyes, and turned to look at the stiff ministers. He cleared his throat and hurriedly shouted: "Retire!"

(End of this chapter)