Ye Luoli's Hades

Wu Shenling imagined what it would be like to cook during an earthquake, and felt a chill all over his body.

The guard followed him around for a long time, and could no longer lift anything in his hands. Looking at the two people who were wandering around carelessly, he ran forward cautiously: "Boy, it's getting late, shouldn't it be time to go to the palace?"

"Huh?" Martial God Ling looked at him impatiently: "Who are you? Dare to rush us?"

"Don't dare, don't dare..."

"Okay" Ming Ling interrupted them and rubbed Martial God Ling's head: "Let's go."

Martial God Ling hummed: "You still won't lead the way?"

The guard nodded quickly and bent down.

When we arrived at Prince Yuan's Mansion, it was obvious that Zhang Qingjue had not returned yet, but there were many people there. Prime Minister Liu Yiyi was sitting upright in the main hall, with many servants standing beside him.

Ming Ling and Wu Shen Ling were brought to the main hall and happened to meet her.

Liu Yiyi stood up slowly: "Wait, you two, come here to me!"

Martial God Ling randomly found a seat and sat down, while Ming Ling slowly sat next to him.

Seeing that she was being completely ignored, Liu Yiyi felt angry in her heart: "Which family are you from! Dare to ruin the wedding between my Prime Minister's Palace and the Prince's Palace?"

Ming Ling, Martial God Ling: "..."

Liu Yiyi slapped the table and startled the servants around her: "How brave! I am the daughter of the prime minister's house, how dare you disrespect me?"

Martial God Ling lazily hit and Haqie tilted his head: "Aunt, you are so noisy, can you shut up?"

"You! Come here! Get this disrespectful person!" Liu Yiyi stood up abruptly and glared at them.

How could what happened today be hidden from her? Who in Beijing is not laughing at her jokes now? She finally got what she wanted, but was suddenly interrupted by the woman who appeared. She waited at home for a long time and didn't even see the shadow of the wedding sedan.

Ming Ling listened to the footsteps of people coming up around her, and directly raised her foot and kicked away the one who wanted to touch her: "Since the palace doesn't welcome me so much, there is no need for me to stay any longer."

"How can you come to the palace and leave whenever you want? Get it for me!"

"Stop!" Zhang Qingjue approached slowly and looked at Liu Yiyi impatiently: "What are you doing to my distinguished guest?"

Liu Yiyi's face froze slightly, and then she smiled and walked up to Zhang Qingjue. She burst into tears: "Your Majesty, you and I are getting married today. How can you leave? Aren't you afraid of being blamed for resisting the decree? Are you... ...These two people? Are these two people right to bewitch you?"

Liu Yiyi was indeed in love with Zhang Qingjue, but she didn't expect that she would be abandoned. She also thought about putting the responsibility on Ming Ling and picking it off for him.

"I'm not welcome in this palace, so I'll leave first."

"Wait..." Zhang Qingjue stopped Ming Ling and put the thing in his other hand into Liu Yiyi's hand.

Liu Yiyi looked at the bright yellow imperial edict in her arms strangely, feeling a little uneasy.

She slowly opened it and saw the words clearly written on it: "Searching on the house...treason..."

The imperial edict slowly pulled the pulley, and for a moment it seemed as if all her strength had been taken away, causing her to fall to the ground: "How could...how could..."

"The Prime Minister is colluding with the enemy and treason. Your Majesty has found out and arrested her."

Zhang Qingjue's words cut through her heart like piercing daggers.

She grabbed the corner of his clothes: "Is it you...is it! Say it quickly! Zhang Qingjue! Say it's not you! You wouldn't do this to me!"