On the night of my rebirth, I brought the ball to find the living devil!

The Dali Temple was extremely lively at this time!

On one side are colleagues, on the other side are royal relatives. During the confrontation between the two sides, Dali Temple Minister Meng Zhengliang felt overwhelmed!

"Master Meng! I only have this one daughter! It's time to discuss marriage. If she goes through the prison, how can she find a good family in the future?"

"Since we are colleagues, Lord Meng, please show some mercy!"

Zhao Qiu is over forty years old, with jet-black hair and even the goatee on his chin is ink-black.

At this moment, he was protecting Zhao Xuemei behind him and confronting Wu Ke.

When Zhao Qiu received the message sent by Jiang Wanqing, he couldn't believe it. How could he be sent to the Dali Temple Prison by the Pluto's Palace just for attending the banquet of the imperial concubine?

He didn't dare to stop for a moment and ran straight to the Dali Temple, just stopping Zhao Xuemei before she was sent to the Heavenly Prison!

After a few words to understand a little, Zhao Qiu was furious and wanted to take her to the palace to meet the emperor, but was blocked by Wu Ke!

There was only one sentence from beginning to end: The prince will be here soon.

Meng Zhengliang looked at Wu Ke, who was standing with his sword in hand and had a cold expression on his face, and his burly shoulders drooped.

"Master Zhao, I'm in a dilemma too! The people from the Pluto Palace are watching here, and I have resisted the pressure and didn't lock Miss Zhao up. I dare not let you and your daughter go!"

"If the King of Hell blames me, I will be in big trouble!"

Zhao Qiu said: "Master Meng, don't worry! I will bear all the consequences! I will definitely not let you down!"

"I just want the emperor to judge and seek justice!"

After saying that, Zhao Qiu took Zhao Xuemei and walked out!

"Master Zhao, Master Zhao..." Meng Zhengliang was in a dilemma. It was not right to stop him, nor was it right not to stop him.

Zhao Qiu snorted coldly at Wu Ke, and was about to step out of the door!

Swish!

A sword emitting cold light appeared in front of the necks of Zhao Qiu and his daughter!

"The prince will be here soon. Anyone who leaves will die."

A cold face, a voice without warmth, and this long sword.

Zhao Qiu was able to remain calm, but Zhao Xuemei, a young lady in the boudoir and a paper tiger in her own nest, was already scared out of her wits!

His hands were tightly grasping Zhao Qiu's clothes, and his eyes were a little dazed because of excessive fear.

Zhao Qiu glared at him and said, "How dare you kill an official appointed by the imperial court?! I have lived a clean life and have devoted my life to our dynasty! How dare you kill me?! Even if you have nine lives, Lord Hades cannot save you! I advise you to think twice!"

However, Zhao Qiu's words were like playing the lute to a cow... they had no effect at all!

"The prince's order, please wait!"

The long sword remained in front of Zhao Qiu's parents without moving.

And Wu Ke was like a piece of wood that couldn't think, stubbornly carrying out orders.

"You!" At this moment, Zhao Qiu felt completely humiliated!

The Minister of Rites was held hostage at knifepoint by a guard!

The more Zhao Qiu thought about it, the angrier he became! He stretched out his hand to snatch Wu Ke's sword! He didn't believe that Wu Ke, just a guard, would really dare to kill him.

Just when his hand was about to touch the sword, he turned his wrist, and after a sword flower, he went straight to Zhao Qiu's neck!

Zhao Qiu watched helplessly as the sword got closer and closer to him. As a civil servant, he was completely powerless to resist!

"Master Zhao, where are you in such a hurry to go..."

A cold and restrained voice came from outside the door, and the sword was fixed only an inch away from his neck! The coldness of the sword made the hair on his neck stand up! Cold sweat broke out on his back instantly!

"Your Majesty! Princess!"

After Wu Ke saluted, he put away his sword neatly, turned around and walked behind Zhou Yuming.

After hearing the name of Princess, Zhao Xuemei became much more clear-headed and was now staring at Jiang Luoluo viciously!

Zhao Qiu was both ashamed and angry: "Is Lord Ming planning a rebellion? He ordered the guards to murder an official in public. I will go to the emperor to seek justice!"

Most civil officials are rather pedantic. They go to the emperor when they have something to do, and when they have nothing to do, they embarrass the emperor...

And Zhao Qiu happens to be one of them!

Jiang Luoluo sneered and asked arrogantly: "Master Zhao, you have been an official for many years, how come you have forgotten even the most basic etiquette?"

"As a minister, when meeting the royal family, do you not know how to perform the rituals?"

Zhao Qiu's understanding of Jiang Luoluo is limited to his wife and Zhao Xuemei. Zhao Xuemei regards Jiang Luoluo as a thorn in her side, so how could she say anything good about her!

Therefore, Zhao Qiu glanced at Jiang Luoluo with disdain. If it weren't for the emperor's decree granting marriage, he wouldn't even look at her!

"Princess Pluto is used to playing tricks, but you'd better save your energy in front of me!"

"Still want to change the subject? Humph! I will go to the palace right now and ask the Emperor to make the decision!"

"Master Zhao!"

Jiang Luoluo stretched out her hand to block his way.

Suddenly! Zhao Qiu looked at Jiang Luoluo with disgust.

"You are a woman from the Pluto Palace, yet you are so entangled with me! I advise you to read the Women's Rings carefully! Learn what self-respect and self-love are!"

Oh! As expected! Scholars don’t use any dirty words when they curse people!

This old man is really like a stone in the toilet, smelly and hard!

"Master Zhao is right! Luoluo should learn from Miss Xuemei how to make Princess Ruiyang willingly serve as her own pawn."

"How can you, a woman in the boudoir, claim to be the master of Hades' palace?"

"How can you, as a Kyoto talented lady, curse the heir to the throne with such foul language?"

"how……"

"Shut up!" Every time Jiang Luoluo said something, Zhao Qiu's face became uglier!

"Jiang Luoluo! Stop throwing dirty water at me!"

He turned to Zhou Yuming and said, "Your Highness, the royal family is noble, but this girl is dissolute and has moved freely among the royal family. Now she is speaking wildly and ruining my reputation. How can such an unfaithful and unkind person be the wife of the King of Hell! Your Highness, think twice!"

Zhou Yuming did not say anything, but his golden pupils became colder and colder as Zhao Qiu spoke!

He slowly extended his hand towards Wu Ke beside him, and Wu Ke respectfully took out something wrapped in a white handkerchief from his arms.

After unfolding it, a blue handkerchief with a pattern of mandarin ducks playing in the water lay quietly.

"Please, Lord Zhao, return the things to Miss Zhao."

"As for the food, please don't send it anymore. The dogs in the palace are tired of it."

In an instant, Zhao Xuemei's face turned pale!

Jiang Luoluo secretly rejoiced: What a precise strike! As expected of Lord Pluto!

Zhao Qiu widened his eyes in horror, turned his head stiffly, and looked at Zhao Xuemei in disbelief.

Zhao Xuemei also didn't expect that she had given the handkerchief away several days ago. She thought that Zhou Yuming accepted it, which meant he condoned her behavior. That was why she revealed to the other ladies in the boudoir that she wanted to move into the Pluto's Palace and compete with Jiang Luoluo!

I didn’t expect that he would actually give it back to me in public!

Zhao Xuemei only felt as if a bolt of thunder had fallen from the sky, striking her all over!

Zhao Qiu looked much older in an instant. The backbone that he had been proud of all these years was shattered!

Without a matchmaker or a prostitute, they taught each other privately and ran away...