The roar of artillery at the north gate of the capital frightened the people in the capital.
On the second day, before Murong Yu entered the palace and told the hundred officials about it, the people had gathered together again and shouted loudly at the gate of the palace to let Murong Leng step down.
There are still people here, but not Murong Shen.
Murongshen had directly clarified the matter when it was spread to the seventh Prince's residence.
Murong trusted him and turned directly to the palace.
Mo Xiyan also went with him. Today, he needs to treat Murong Leng for the second time.
Before they got close to the palace, they heard the loud curses and noise of the people.
"The emperor rolled down!"
"Change people!"
"He's just an abandoned son. How can he deserve to be our emperor!"
"Go down and change my seven kings!"
"The great seven princes were robbed of the throne by a guy like you who didn't know where to come from. Don't you get out quickly!"
"Dog emperor, do you dare to come out?"
"Hum, dog emperor, if you don't come out, we'll stay here all the time!"
One of these people is louder than the other, and the other is more angry than the other.
"How can we get there?" Mo Xiyan lifted the curtain and pointed at the other end. "This posture is just like a parade."
Murong Yu said without hesitation, "I'll take you from the other end."
There are so many people. He doesn't want Mo Xiyan to be squeezed. Who knows if these people have a bath or body odor?
If a smelly man happens to wipe her oil, who should he cry with?
Yes, we should focus here.
How can his people be touched by others?
If you can avoid these people, don't cherish Yan. Naturally, there is nothing you disagree with.
"Then go."
She whispered and got out of the carriage first.
Murong Yu got out of the car after her.
They went to a place where there was no one, and then Murong Yu took Mo Xiyan, jumped directly into the air, and took her to the palace with a light flash.
He sent Mo Xiyan to Murong Leng's palace. Suddenly, he didn't want to let people go.
"Why don't I go in with you."
This lonely man and woman always think it's not a thing.
"It's no big deal. You can't help."
Mo Xiyan didn't think much, but said, "instead of this, it's better to appease all officials."
The imperial court is in chaos, and the original Murong imperial court must not want to see it.
Of course, she can see that Murong Yu doesn't want to take care of things here.
Otherwise it wouldn't have dragged on like this.
According to his temper and ability, these things at present are nothing at all.
After all, how could the demon lord, who has even worked out miracles, not even do such a small thing well?
"Do I still need to go to those mole ants?" Murong Yu didn't like those ministers who were afraid of being called.
In his opinion, these people are afraid of death one by one.
Such a timid person is still the one who manages the country with the emperor.
No wonder this summer will decline.
But no matter how weak and small, what does it have to do with him?
He will be here now, just because of a Mo Xi Yan.
She was worried about everything here because she was distracted by Murong Yu.
In her heart, she must feel that Murong Yu will protect the country.
So in order to let her not be disappointed with herself, he works according to his distracted temperament. As soon as the things here are over, he will leave with Mo Xiyan.
Only in this way can we really get rid of the world.
But now, he just doesn't want Mo Xiyan to see Murong Leng alone.
Unknown reason.
"Go ahead. Just come back to me after you finish them?"
Don't cherish Yan's speechless.
This man is a real scoundrel.
Obviously, this should be his responsibility.
Still playing with her here?
"Really don't allow me to follow now?"
Murong Yu stared directly at Mo Xiyan. His eyes seemed to be able to see through her soul directly.
Let her have a feeling of nowhere to hide, and inexplicably feel guilty.
Mo Xiyan thinks he is really ill.
It feels like this.
She hasn't done anything sorry for Murong Yu, has she?
"Come on, I'll let the sixth day come out at most. Can you come with me?"
She really has no choice but to take Murong Yu.
Defending her is like defending anything.
"That's what you said."
Murong Yu was relieved. Since he was not alone, he could barely accept it.
"Yes, I said. Now my demon lord, has he moved?"
Mo Xi Yan saw that he looked relaxed and smiled.
He called himself the devil, not the seventh Lord, nor Murong Yu, so in her eyes, he was the devil, not the distracted Murong Yu?
This makes Murong Yu happier than any baby.
Now there was nothing wrong. He jumped directly and ran to the place where all officials were waiting to go up.
"Really a child."
Mo Xiyan had no choice but to smile, so he called out the sixth day of junior high school and followed her to find Murong Leng.
After being informed, she entered the gate of the temple, and Murong Leng had already been waiting by.
"You're here at last." he seemed a little anxious.
It is understandable that patients will worry about their own diseases.
Mo Xiyan said he was understandable.
"Your Majesty is sitting there. I can come here with a silver needle."
She asked the sixth day to put the medicine box aside and took out the silver needle from it. Then she came to Murong Leng.
Her posture of holding the needle was very beautiful. A layer of shallow and soft morning light was plated on her, which made her face more beautiful.
As she approached step by step, it was like Jiutian Xuannv came slowly against the sun, making his heart beat unconsciously with her pace.
If he can, he really wants to have this woman completely.
Unfortunately, the timing is wrong.
Murong coldly collected his eyelids, and the bottom of his eyes gradually darkened.
Now he seems to have only an empty name and no real power.
If it goes on like this, let alone have Mo Xi Yan.
It's even harder to stay in the throne.
No, he has to find a way.
Not only to maintain their position.
And take this woman from Murong's hand.
"I'll give the needle first, your majesty. Please relax."
Mo Xiyan's voice seemed to penetrate the dimensional wall and fly into his ear socket, making it numb to the bone marrow.
At the same time, the desire in my heart was even deeper.
Mo Xiyan didn't know Murong Leng's idea.
She just treated him seriously.
One stitch after another, without any carelessness.
The sixth day looked on one side, first for Murong Leng Kuan's clothes, and then for Mo Xiyan as an assistant.
Soon, Murong Leng's body was covered with silver again.
At this time, Mo Xiyan took out his small pillow and put it on the table.
"Your Majesty, please put your right hand up."