The audience was silent and no one stood up.

Someone is willing to take responsibility, what a good thing. It has helped them solve the most troublesome things and they cannot afford it.

Zong Ling felt a little embarrassed on his face, which would make him useless.

"Sir Fu, don't you want to say a few words?"

Fu looked faint, "I think it's a good thing to solve the royal family matters by myself. The princess Bingxue is smart and acts generously. I think it's good."

It was just a deceased emperor, a declining emperor, a declining emperor, and a lack of reputation, and a lack of harm to the interests of all officials. Why did he jump out and make trouble?

It’s better to have less than more things. Besides, can Mu Jiyue mess with someone?

"But..." Zong Ling opened his mouth, but he didn't know what to say.

Now I know how miserable the emperor in this term was, and no one was willing to say a good thing for him.

It’s just that he has not accumulated virtue, and he cannot blame others.

Ji Yue took the initiative very strongly, "Don't have any objections? Then let's break up, everyone will do their own jobs and do their jobs well. I'll go and rest first."

She is really tired. No matter how well she is in good health, she will be tired after rushing for so long.

Seeing her turning her head freely and leaving, Zong Ling couldn't help but be anxious, "Princess, you want to keep a soul for the Emperor."

She is the only royal family present, justified.

She doesn't keep her vigilant, who will keep her?

According to the rules, you must keep the spirit of seven days and seven nights.

How could Jiyue be sober for that bastard and waved casually, "Sake? Let those concubines guard."

Some people are shy, not one of them.

Zong Ling was anxious and jumped straight, which was not in line with the rules, "Why don't you go?"

"What am I going to do? Do you think of his messing things in front of the mourning hall?" Mu Jiyue was firm in her attitude. If you insist on letting me go, you would be embarrassed. If something happens to the mourning hall, don't blame her. "All people are dead, let him leave quietly."

Zong Ling twitched the corners of his mouth, okay, force her to go to guard the spirits, and if something happens, it will be difficult to end.

His sect is so frustrating.

No, he must find a way to hold more real power and give himself more say.

This is the best opportunity, well, show it well and also give yourself more benefits.

When he thought of this, he didn't want to force it.

Mu Jiyue glanced at him faintly, saw through his thoughts, but did not say it out loud, "Thank you all, let's go."

Her previous bedroom was no longer able to live in, and she was ruined in anger. It is said that the emperor vented his anger and was defeated by people.

Jiyue casually chose a palace that could be lived in and slept comfortably until dawn.

She slept very well, with long silk scattered behind her, her mouth was lightly raised, and her sleeping face was pure and sweet.

A ray of sunshine shone in, freely on her face. She frowned slightly in discomfort, turned her body to continue sleeping.

No matter how long I slept, a call came from my ears, "Princess, Princess."

Jiyue covered her ears childishly and said vaguely, "It's so sleepy, don't quarrel."

Only when you sleep can you show such a childish expression.

Banqiu felt a little distressed, but he still felt a little hard and woke her up, "Everyone is waiting for you, you can get up quickly."

Jiyue was so angry that she was quarrel that she rubbed her eyes and her face was a little slapped, "What are you waiting for me?"

Aren’t there a lot of things to do at this time?

Banqiu didn't want to pull her up, "I said there was something big about it."

Jiyue was still sleepy and was so depressed that she was very depressed. "Can't you let me sleep for a while?"

She looked very cute when she held the quilt and refused to get up.

Banqiu couldn't help laughing, "Get up quickly, it seems that things are in a hurry."

There was no choice but to get up, wash up, and then rushed to Yangxin Temple.

This is the place where the former emperors handle political affairs and is also a place where important officials often appear.

Jiyue was also familiar with this place, and her steps appeared in front of everyone.

All the cabinet members were present, and the important officials of the three ministers and six ministries were present, which was completely the skeleton of the small court.

Everyone saluted, "See the princess."

They all had their eyes red, and they obviously didn't sleep all night and looked haggard.

Mu Jiyue's spirit is flying, her little face is white and red, and her pink and tender as peach blossoms.

"Get up, have everyone have breakfast?"

Everyone was stunned for a moment, "Uh? Not yet."

Mu Jiyue sat in her seat naturally, "I don't have it either, so sit down and eat together, and talk while eating."

She raised her little hand and several palace maids walked in with exquisite food boxes and filled the table with delicious food.

The aroma of food spreads indoors, and everyone couldn't help swallowing. It smells so good.

But having dinner with the princess? There is no such precedent yet.

The assistant said respectfully, "I dare not."

Although I have seen this princess’s uniqueness, this is the palace.

Ji Yue generously pointed to the empty seat opposite, "Hurry up, everyone's time is precious."

Everyone looked at each other and was at a loss. The princess of Zhenguo is now the owner of the palace and the only owner.

Fu hesitated for a while, sat down under her, and the others did as they did.

Ji Yue took a chopstick of vegetables and said with a smile, "The food in the palace is very good, try them all."

When Mr. Qian saw her holding a piece of braised pork, he frowned slightly, "During the national mourning period, you can't eat meat."

Even if you don’t like the dead emperor, please restrain yourself so that everyone will not look ugly.

Jiyue calmly stuffed the dishes into her mouth, "Don't worry, these are all vegetarian dishes."

Mr. Qian was stunned for a moment, picked up the chopsticks and took a piece of it and tasted it. It turned out to be dried tofu.

A group of people buried their heads and started eating, and had enough food and drink, and their spirits were much better and their faces improved.

The palace servants brought tea and fruits, which were very thoughtful.

Cifu picked up the teacup and took a sip, "Princess, do you know where Mr. Wu Tong is?"

When the room was quiet, everyone pricked up their ears and listened carefully.

At this time, the emergence of heirs is urgently needed.

Ji Yue said carelessly, "I don't know this to Lord Xiang Fu."

Fu's expression was very subtle, "I'm still on the way back."

Jisuke couldn't wait to ask, "How long will it take?"

The two of them didn't communicate well? Mu Jiyue's eyes were filled with a hint of doubt.

Fu's expression froze, "It's about half a month."

Last time I received the news that I was almost here in the capital. I have been saying it for another half a month. Which one is true? Jiyue expressed her suspicion.

Everyone else was anxious, they couldn't afford to delay for a day.

"Why will it take so long? What should I do? Everyone is watching, the country cannot be without a king for a day."

The deceased emperor had no son, and only the prince who lived outside was qualified to inherit the throne.

Fu's expression was very calm and calm, "I'm already urging me, I can't get out of this kind of thing."
Chapter completed!