Jiao Ruolan said, then let go of her and shouted to the outside of the hall, "Come on!"

Jiao Ruolan has never taken the initiative to punish anyone since she entered the palace, but today she was really furious by this Concubine Xian and couldn't help but want to kill someone for the first time!

"No, Empress! Please let me let go of my children. I will bear the crimes of my own... He is always the king's blood!"

Seeing the queen calling for someone, Cen Yuxiu stood in front of her and begged.

"Ba"

Jiao Ruolan slapped her viciously and said sternly, "Get out of here!"

"Enough! The body of the father is still there. What are you going to make trouble? Can't you let the father leave quietly?"

Beiming finally broke out.

He didn't know what was wrong with his mother. It would be fine if he wanted to deal with the murderer. Why bother to get rid of his innocent and lovely eighth brother?

"Yes, the prince is right. The Empress should be careful not to be impatient. It is important to deal with the king's funeral first!"

Shunxiang had red eyes and also inserted his mouth.

"snort!"

Jiao Ruolan shook her sleeves and stood aside with a cold snorkeling.

"General Manager Shun, please go to Xing's headquarters and find Prime Minister Leng! The father's funeral is indispensable to the Prime Minister!"

Hearing the young Beiming's instructions, Shunxiang admired him from the bottom of his heart and nodded and responded to the hall.

****

When Leng Mucheng rushed over after hearing the news, the Yi Palace had already been decorated into a mourning hall. Beiming was wearing white silk and wearing white silk, and was kneeling in the place to burn paper money...

The queen and concubine kneeled on the left and right sides in an orderly manner according to their ranks, and sobbed quietly.

Leng Mucheng walked a few steps closer, knelt in front of the spirit, and knocked three times.

When he raised his head, his cheeks were wet with tears, and he looked sad, "My Lord, what's going on? Didn't you ask me to try the case overnight and say you're waiting for the news? Why can't I wait for me to come, you..."

"Sir, now is not a sad time. My father suddenly passed away. Those vassal kings with ideas and the ministers who support our younger brothers behind us will definitely take action... For the sake of this, we must prepare for the throne ceremony of our temple as soon as possible!

This is the last summons of the father before his death. Prime Minister will take a look first. If you have no objection, please do as soon as possible according to the will! It will change in the middle of the year!"

Beiming looked at Leng Mucheng beside him and spoke slowly, his eyes bright and deep.

Leng Mucheng took the wrinkled paper with snow marks. After a glance, his eyes suddenly became bigger and seemed to be greatly stimulated. He pointed at the paper and said, "Your Highness, this first and second ministers have no objection... Only this third and fourth... Please forgive me, I can't accept it. How can the dog son and the little girl be so honored!

Your Highness, why not do the two things before! Let’s discuss the rest of the honor! Yes, that’s it!

I will go to the yamen to draft an order now!"

After Leng Mucheng finished speaking, he stood up quickly and turned around and left!

His status and power are now the highest. If he had a son who was the leader of the court and a daughter who was in the world..., would he still be able to rest in the rest of his life?

No, that's not what he wants, never!
Chapter completed!