Crazy criticizes the villain for sticking to his upper body, but the host says he is too naked

Of course this is impossible. The old fox like Prime Minister Wen was probably just pretending, and it was her posture that aroused the anger of the courtiers.

Looking at her simple-minded daughter, Murong Huangtian sighed helplessly.

If she was like her empress, who gave birth to more than a dozen princesses who were all ambitious, then Murong Zhiqian would die without knowing why.

She has only three princesses, the eldest princess Murong Peiyao, born to the emperor, the second princess Murong Zhiqian, born to the emperor's husband, and the infant third princess Murong Chuxia.

Peiyao is a child with a docile personality, works hard, does not fight or grab, and is a close friend to Qian'er, but her father's family behind her is not very peaceful.

Qian'er... don't mention it.

She can only be said to be a good, kind and filial child... The Queen glanced at Zhi Qian who lowered her head and said nothing, and added the advantage of being open-minded and accepting of teachings.

Zhiqian seemed to be quietly listening to the Queen's sermon, but in fact she was in a state of wandering mind.

"That's it! Be careful from now on. Your salary will be deducted for one year for what happened today. Find a time to go to the Prime Minister's Mansion and explain it to Prime Minister Wen! Your husband, please bring him back as soon as possible!"

It's just to have a servant. It's normal for a woman to have three husbands and four servants. But it's particularly serious when it involves the prime minister's family and is maliciously publicized by someone with intentions. Everyone understands.

She is old, not dead! Some people began to care about the position under her butt!

They form cliques and cliques all day long for personal gain!

Qian'er never liked to make messes, and because she valued her a little, she became their target.

She still had to do some acting, so the Queen summoned Zhi Qian over just to give her a symbolic punishment.

The Queen waved her hands tiredly: "Back off! Go to your father to ask for his blessing before leaving."

Zhiqian: "Yes... I am resigning."

After having a simple breakfast at the imperial concubine's house, Zhi Qian left the palace and returned to her home.

It's impossible to pick up the prince's husband, but you can go to the Prime Minister's Mansion.

Zhi Qian turned around halfway, rode a tall horse, and led a group of majestic Feng Ying Guards directly to the Prime Minister's Mansion, attracting the attention and whispers of the people along the way.

"What's Prince An going to do with such a big battle?"

"You don't know yet! Prince An got married yesterday, but during the bridal night, he left his wife alone in the empty room, kidnapped the prime minister's concubine who was attending the banquet, and forced him to serve as his servant!"

"Oh my god! Is there such a thing? This Prince An is really lawless! He doesn't do anything serious every day, and he even dares to shit on the Prime Minister's head."

"So what, that is the Queen's most beloved daughter, and she might be the next Queen of Great Xia!"

"I don't think so. His Royal Highness Prince Jing has both political integrity and talent, and his father's family, the Chu family, holds military power. It's not certain who will win!"

"Keep your voice down! If you bring this kind of thing up, you will die! Just sell your goods! Stop gossiping about things that shouldn't be gossiped about."

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With such a big battle, the boy guarding the gate of the Prime Minister's Mansion saw the movement from afar, and when he saw that it was Prince An, he couldn't make up his mind for a moment.

Early this morning, when Feng Yingwei threw a dozen beaten slaves to the gate of the Prime Minister's Mansion, she was quite shocked.

She hurriedly went up to him and asked, "His Royal Highness, Prince An, do you have a greeting card?"

Zhi Qian dismounted from his horse, threw the reins to the attendant, turned around and said in confusion: "This king is coming to my mother-in-law's house, do you still need to pay me a visit?"

"This...this, how about Rong Xiao reporting?"

Zhiqian: "No need to bother! I'll go in directly."

Zhi Qian waved her hand, and Feng Yingwei cleared the way. She arrived at the courtyard where the Prime Minister was without any obstacles.

In the courtyard, the prime minister's husband, Mrs. Qian, was crying, saying how much King An had gone too far. He even threw the servant to Ganquan Temple without letting Wen Ruxing take him with him. If he hadn't sent someone there, Wen Ruxing would still be hungry.

"My poor Xing'er! She fell into the water, was saved by that idiot, married to an inhumane, and was treated like this! Prince An actually doesn't take our Prime Minister's Palace seriously!"

"And that bastard of yours, seeing that he has reached his age, yesterday I thought about taking him to see the world and meet other people, but who knew that he was so short-sighted that he turned around and snatched his brother's wife! I really don't know. How did his little dad teach him!"

"My Xing'er suffered so much..."

The Prime Minister slammed the table: "Okay! Don't think that I don't know about your little tricks! Prince An is stupid, the truth is not stupid, and the Queen is not stupid either!"

Qian's eyes widened and she said in fear: "My wife, what are you talking about? I...I don't know anything."

Prime Minister Wen had a gloomy face and swept the tea cup on the table to the ground: "You'd better be!"

Qian and Wen Ruxing actually did such a thing without telling her. That is to say, Prince An was stupid and sent all those people back from the Prime Minister's Mansion, so that she could clean up this mess.

The Queen thought that someone was taking advantage of this matter to make a fuss, and that the Prime Minister's Office had suffered a lot in this matter.

"Just pretend you don't know anything! I'm tired, just step back!"

Qian wanted to say something more, but when he saw Wen Xiang's face, he flinched and retreated. As soon as he retreated to the door, Zhi Qian came in with someone.

"Oh~ I came at the wrong time. Why did the Prime Minister get so angry? Are you stupid or stupid? Just pretend you don't know anything? Let me know."

Zhi Qian clasped her hands and appeared in front of the Prime Minister unexpectedly. Wen was stunned for a moment and looked at the panting housekeeper behind Zhi Qian with a dark face.

The butler had a grimace on his face, it wasn't that the slave didn't report the matter, it was because he really couldn't catch up! Who knew Prince An was so familiar with the roads to the Prime Minister's Mansion? He went straight to where the Prime Minister was.

Zhiqian sat on the chair very familiarly, crossed her legs, and watched the Prime Minister's face change with interest.

In just an instant, the prime minister adjusted his mood and dismissed the servants.

She had a noble look on her face and made a pre-emptive strike: "How come Prince An has time to come to my humble residence? The temple in my prime minister's palace is small and I'm afraid it can't accommodate a big Buddha like you!"

"Since Prince An doesn't like my unfulfilling son, he could have asked the queen to cancel the marriage. Why humiliate my son like this! It's just a joke of my prime minister's house!"

"Now that he has mobilized his troops and barged in like this, what does Prince An think of my Prime Minister's Mansion?"

Zhiqian: "Oh...but I've been here all the way. The Prime Minister's Mansion is quite big! It's not small. The rockery and flowing water are so luxurious. It can't be compared to a humble abode."

Wen Xiang was speechless. Is this the point? ah!

Prime Minister Wen: "His Royal Highness Prince An is really clear in his thinking."

Zhi Qian waved her hand, "What a shame! Prime Minister, you've said that Prince An is stupid! If you have anything to say, don't hide it and beat around the bush, just say it plainly! I will listen to you when dealing with those weird people." don't know."

The Prime Minister's face darkened again, what on earth did Murong Zhiqian want to do?