The sky clears, the sun hanging in the sky is faint, and it is indescribable to feel comfortable on your body.

Mu Jiyue sat lazily on the soft couch by the window, basking in the sun and eating fruits, and her mood was peaceful and peaceful.

It seemed like a moment before the storm, it seemed peaceful, but in fact it was a surging undercurrent.

Jiyue did not appear in the previous dynasty, but her family was the only one in the harem, and she was the only one serious master in the palace.

The concubines of the late emperor pretended to be dead, and those who refused to leave were sent to the temple for cultivation.

This beautiful and majestic palace fell into Mu Jiyue's hands.

She released a large number of palace maids and let them go home to reunite.

She is the only one serious master, so she can't use so many palace ladies.

For a moment, the palace became quiet, and only Mu Jiyue lived in Chenxin Palace was full of vitality and laughter continued.

Banqiu served her tea and water, Banchun and Bandong settled the account books in the room, and the thick account books were piled up into small hills.

A voice came from outside, "Princess, Zong Ling asks for a visit."

Jiyue raised her eyebrows, what did he do? If you don’t go to the Three Treasures Hall if you have something to do, “Let him come in.”

Zong Ling walked in with a man in plain clothes and saluted respectfully, "See the princess."

Ji Yue raised her hand slightly, exchanged a few greetings without being warm, and then stopped talking.

Zong Ling's eyes flashed, and he took the initiative to break the silence, "Princess, you are getting older, and I don't know what requirements you have for your future husband? Zongren Mansion can help you find it. Then you can choose one of your favorites."

He smiled very well, and was a loving elder.

Mu Jiyue's eyes turned cold and she dared to interfere with her marriage autonomy. Who did he think he was? "This is my private matter, so Lao Zongling would not bother."

Her voice was cold and did not hide her displeasure. Zong Ling seemed to have not seen it, and smiled even more kindly, "As Zong Ling, it is my responsibility to take charge of the marriage of the royal family. You have no parents now and are lonely and helpless. You can treat me as your elder. In terms of reason, I am also your uncle. Leave your marriage to me, don't worry.

, I will definitely choose a young talent with outstanding features for you."

Jiyue couldn't help laughing angrily, lonely and helpless? Is she?

If you insist on being her elder, it depends on whether she agrees or not.

She mocked her very bluntly, "When did Zong Ling become a matchmaker in the media? Is it too much of a status reduced?"

Zong Ling's face looked a little ugly, but he endured it, "For the princess's lifelong happiness, I am willing to do it even without an image. I have brought the most favored young talent, you can choose from it."

He winked at the people around him. The man in plain clothes looked even worse than him. He froze his body and handed over the information in his hand.

Banqiu didn't let him get close at all, and took the information and glared at him.

Ji Yue looked through the information all the time, and the more she looked, the colder she looked.

I just said why I helped her find a man. I'm ready now. Are you trying to force her?

Tsk, is this a look at her as an orphan, who is young and easy to bully?

She didn't say anything, but her aura was so imposing that the two people on the opposite side were so overwhelmed.

Zong Ling felt the terrible power and secretly wiped his sweat, "Princess, why don't you speak?"

A cold light swept over, Mu Jiyue was as cold as ice, and she was too lazy to do her kung fu on the surface.

"You are old and a little confused."

Her words were very sharp and her eyes were even more disdainful.

Zong Ling was stunned. Why did he become so aggressive all of a sudden?

A burst of anger rose from the bottom of my heart. How dare a little girl shook his face?

Since he became the clan order, no one dared to be rude to him.

His attitude became cold and hard, "Princess, why are you talking like this? Who did I work hard for? Isn't it for you? These are all chosen by me, and they are all the choices that will not insult you."

These days, Mu Jiyue was very quiet, without any trouble, and was just locked in the hall and not going out, which caused everyone to be very well-behaved and weak, and she had already accepted her fate.

He also forgot Mu Jiyue's terrible lethality and began to make trouble.

Banqiu was shocked, he had no brain problems, right?

I have clearly seen the princess’ strong manner, but I still dare to argue with the princess, and I’m afraid of life?

Mu Jiyue's answer was to directly smash the information and hit Zhongzong Ling's face. She was furious, "For me? Fang Shangshu's young grandson loves male style. The eldest son of Zhenbei Hou had a cousin and concubine who had made a lifelong life. He had long given birth to a illegitimate eldest son. What's the thing? You play in brothels every day and be a groom every night. This is what you chose? You have a lot of eyes.

, or did you intentionally?”

All the candidates who seem to be glamorous and noble are selected, but they actually have fatal weaknesses.

This was obviously a deliberate digging of a hole to make her jump, and it was a fire pit.

Is this old man tired of living?

With her words, Zong Ling's anger disappeared without a trace, replaced by fear.

"No, how is that possible? Princess, have you made a mistake? I have asked someone to check it out. Did they lied to me?"

He suffered a heavy blow of ten thousand points in his heart, and was extremely frightened.

How could she know so clearly?

The power of the secret guard is so powerful?

Mu Jiyue's patience with him was exhausted, "You are so easy to be deceived, so it's better to resign from the post of Zong Ling as soon as possible to avoid being laughed at."

Something that is ignorant really treats yourself as her ancestor.

Zong Ling gasped, "Princess, I have worked hard for no contributions over the years. Your father respects me very much, and your brother is also polite to me. How dare you? You have such an over-the-top attitude."

Mu Jiyue sneered. Even if he moved out his 18th generation of ancestors today, he would not be able to save him.

If there is a way in heaven, you won’t go, but if there is no way to hell, you will break in.

"You can only submit your resignation within three days, otherwise you will be responsible for the consequences."

She threatened coldly and gave him an ultimatum.

Zong Ling's face was pale and his lips were trembling.

The man in plain clothes jumped out suddenly, pointed at Mu Jiyue and scolded loudly, "I'm too bullying, what are you? I'm just a bastard from the cold palace. I'm taking myself too seriously. I'm apologizing to Zong Ling and begging him to forgive you."

His tone was so arrogant that he scolded Mu Jiyue.

Zong Ling endured the sourness and looked like he was enduring humiliation and burdened, "No, it's fine if the princess is happy, it doesn't matter if I suffer a little grievance."

Mu Jiyue held her chin and looked at them lightly, as if she was watching two actors.

Being endured humiliation? There are no audiences here, so who should I show the performance?

The old man's head is no longer clear.

The man in plain clothes looked angry, "You are a highly respected Zong Ling, how can you be humiliated by a woman? She doesn't respect you at all, so you should scold her as Zong Ling and discipline her..."

Zong Ling's eyes were red with grievance, "She is a princess."

The man in plain clothes shouted fiercely, "So what about the princess? You are an elder and have the right to discipline her."
Chapter completed!