C16

In the inner hall of the Dry and Clear Palace, there was still smoke on the table. The room was filled with fragrance, not a strong scent of rouge or pungent perfume, but a faint fragrance of osmanthus flowers floating in the air.

"Is everything done?" Joe picked up the cup of tea from the table and took a sip.

"Reporting to the emperor, everything is done. Miss Luo has already packed her luggage and returned to the Prime Minister's Estate." Xiyue replied.

"It's not believable. We'll know once we try." Qiao Qiao's lips still curled up slightly. If a weak woman wanted to regain her power, she couldn't completely trust anyone.

"But your majesty, if this Prime Minister Luo cannot be trusted, and really wants to marry Miss Luo and the Regent, then that will be detrimental to your majesty." How could the Emperor not be worried at all?

"How do you know?" Joe still knew the answer.

"Right now, the only person in the imperial court that could contend against the Regent is Prime Minister Luo. If even Prime Minister Luo is the Regent, then I'm afraid that the Emperor's throne …" Xiyue fell silent.

Qiao Qiao still stood up slowly, it was because the only person who could contend against Yan Mo Chen's power was Prime Minister Luo, thus she had to be absolutely safe.

Xiyue's face was filled with confusion. Why was the emperor silent? Could it be that he already has a plan in the Emperor's heart?

"Xiyue, I'm tired. Rest for a while. Stay here and summarize all the questions. When I wake up, I'll answer them for you." Joe climbed back into bed, and for a moment there was the sound of sleep.

The Emperor is really tired.

Xiyue sighed. She truly did not understand what the emperor's actions were. His various actions had made it even more difficult for her to understand.

Nightfall. This was the most lively place in the capital, where the Prime Minister was usually the quietest.

Prime Minister Luo's face was flushed red as he angrily sat on his chair. His head was lowered and his face expressionless, but he did not say a word.

The Luo Mansion's butler stood behind Prime Minister Luo with a worried expression. His gaze landed on Luo Qingqing, who was in a foul mood. From time to time, he would let out a sigh.

It was not hard to see that the Prime Minister's most precious daughter, the direct daughter, was at war with her father.

"Daddy, Qingqing isn't messing around. Qingqing really does like the Regent. Besides, the emperor is just a puppet right now. Daddy, why spend so much effort to support her!" Even Luo Qingqing, who acted rashly, had never seen her father so infuriated before, but she still continued to speak with a pout on her face.

"You!" With a heartbroken sigh, "Pa ~!" With a crisp sound, Luo Qingqing covered her left cheek in disbelief. Her expression was completely unreadable, as if she couldn't believe that the palm that had landed on her left cheek was her father's.

"You actually dare to be so outrageous. It seems that I have really spoiled you too much!" With a slap, Prime Minister Luo felt slightly guilty towards this precious daughter of his. Although his tone was sharp, it was clear that his tone had eased up a bit.

Luo Qingqing looked at Prime Minister Luo with a face full of resentment. Since she was young, no matter how much anger her father had, he had never been willing to hit her, but today, because of these words, he had hit her so hard. His five fingers had left a red imprint on her fair face, and the burning pain made Luo Qingqing realize that everything that had just happened was real.

"Qingqing!" Prime Minister Luo had a look of worry on his face as he watched Luo Qingqing run off. He could only shake his head as he spoke to the servant girl in shock, "Quickly follow him, let's take a look at the young lady."

"Yes." Yu'er was startled. Although she was the one who suggested this to the little miss, she never expected that the lord would be so angry.

"Men, watch the young lady. Without my permission, the young lady cannot take a step out of the room." If he did so, it would be for the sake of peace. One must know that if today's words were to spread, the consequences would be unimaginable.

"Yes." "Yes, sir," the butler of the Luo manor replied as he quickly left the house.

"Ai!" The only person left in the room was Prime Minister Luo. He sighed. It was a good thing that Qing Qing had grown up with someone she liked, but she shouldn't have, shouldn't have, and shouldn't have been Qiao Guo's regent!