The eldest princess is a captive and the abstinent official is seductive

The eldest princess's evil reputation has long been deeply rooted in people's hearts. She does everything based on her own heart. She completely considers other people's opinions and doesn't care about other people's criticism.

Such people are actually very elusive.

Righteous words and accusations, harsh admonitions with death, and enlightenment with the words of saints... All the methods that civil servants are good at are of no avail to her.

And military generals have always been good at civil servants.

So, what should they do? What can they do?

There was silence in the main hall for a long time, and then the Minister of Hubu spoke first: "Since it is the destiny of heaven and the will of the people, we seem to have no choice but to accept it."

"But Da Yong has never had an empress——"

"Is this enough?" Shangshu sighed, "If you really want to go to heaven, do you have to go against heaven?"

Everyone's eyes fell on him with different expressions.

Although everyone knew that he had to say this because his son was still in the hands of the eldest princess, how could anyone else think so?

They worry about their own lives and worry about involving their families.

The eldest princess will seize the son of the court official and make her a slave as soon as she agrees. Moreover, because the money was not in place, now she is involved in the river. If she agrees with her, she will kill the clan...

The ministers' hearts were heavy, and they maintained silence with unprecedented patience and the golden principle, as if they were competing with someone, and they hated themselves to remain mute.

Yan Chen is still in a coma.

The messenger sent Wen Jin's words to the Queen Mother again. The Queen Mother's expression was dejected, and her whole body seemed to have been drained of air. She lay tiredly on the phoenix couch, and even the sound of gnashing her teeth was a bit threatening: "Yan Damn this bastard! I really regret not drowning her in the water."

The messenger is only responsible for delivering the message, so there is no big feeling when hearing this sentence.

After all, the Queen Mother is in despair right now. She has no other choice but to express her regret for herself in words.

The Queen Mother closed her eyes, her face, which had always been delicately made up, could only see despair and despair, "Yan Qing, is she really willing to continue to respect the Ai family as the Queen Mother and let the Emperor go?"

"놆."

Lord Wen said it, but whether the eldest princess said it or not, he knew.

Mr. Wen is as handsome as moonlight and as gentle as jade, so he probably knows how to tell lies.

"Get out." The Queen Mother said coldly.

The messenger responded after hearing the words, turned around and left without asking the Queen Mother for her reply.

Now that the situation is over, even if the Queen Mother continues to resist, the outcome will be changed.

After the messenger left, the Queen Mother closed her eyes and quietly recalled everything that had happened in the past. From when Yan Qing was born to when she was eighteen years old, all the experiences she had experienced during the eighteen years came clearly to her mind.

Before the late Emperor Mingming passed away, Si 꽮 said that Yan Qing would live to be over twenty-five years old, and that she was a lonely star of evil spirits and would deny relatives all her life.

Now she is called the Destiny Emperor.

It’s so ridiculous, the Emperor of Destiny!

Good or bad all depends on his mouth?

In the dead of night, Lord Wen, who was as bright as moonlight and as gentle as jade, finished his bath, walked into the inner room wearing a snow-white pajamas, wrapped in a docile and flawless body, and lay down on the bed like a lazy cat He turned to his side, reached out and hugged His Highness into his arms.

Yan Qing was forced to put down the book in his hand and frowned at him.

Wen Jin put his head on her shoulder, charming and gentle, and silently smelled the aura on her body that fascinated him, "Your Highness."

Yan Qing's face was expressionless.

"Your Highness, it smells so good." Wen Jin sniffed the fragrance of her body greedily and rubbed it against her shoulders, "It's so soft."

Yan Qing said in a casual voice: "Why do I think you are softer than me?"