Chapter Thirty-Three: Mu Chen's First Show of Imperial Prestige
Think about it, he is the head of hundreds of officials. He assists the emperor in managing all military and state affairs. He is the so-called "in charge of the emperor and his assistant."
Now that she is being ridiculed by a frog in the well, where does she place the majesty of the prime minister's palace? The emperor is running wild at the feet. Does she really think that no one can cure her? "Weiluo, take her down. Live or die!" The prime minister turned around.
He ordered to the man wearing a silver mask in broad daylight.
The masked man walked out lightly, glanced at Xu Rong from the corner of his eye, snorted coldly, and walked away with his sword in front of Qingyan.
The two people's agile and elegant figures were intertwined. The shadows of their swords were blurred. They smiled contemptuously. They kicked the masked man in the ribs sideways. Unexpectedly, his feet were held by the other party. With a pull, the whole person had already jumped.
To the masked man.
Mu Chen, who had been in the state of watching a show, had a changeable face. He tried to take action several times, but was pulled back by Lao Mo.
Qingyan retracted her thought of underestimating the enemy and jumped on one foot. As if she was doing acrobatics, her right foot was caught by the masked man, but her left foot was kicked hard towards the masked man's face. The man named Wei Luo let go in embarrassment
He opened Qingyan's feet. Unable to dodge, the hair hanging down from the side of his face quickly brushed against his face along with his toes.
Weiluo's light blue eyes flashed with a strange look. He looked at Qingyan, who was spinning in the air and landing steadily. A shallow smile inadvertently appeared.
Qingyan looked over, and when she saw Wei Luo, her eyes looked a little unnatural, like a cheetah seeing its prey. Why did she feel that his eyes were the same as Mu Chen's when he looked at her. The difference was that one felt warm and the other fell in love with one glance.
Ice cave.
"Wei Luo, I can tell you! If you don't kill her today, we will not have to talk about anything!" When things got to this point, Xu Rong had to say harsh words. He thought about it for a long time and couldn't make up his mind. Now, in Qing,
Yan here has been frustrated many times. How could he be willing to let this woman go like this?
"Oh? Woman? It seems that you are quite valuable?" After hearing this, Wei Luo propped up his chin and looked at Qingyan with interest, "If it weren't for my purpose, I would really be reluctant to give up such an interesting woman like you.
It clicked. What a pity." The silver mask shone brightly. The raised corners of his mouth calmed down and he headed towards Qingyan Wujian again.
It has to be said that, as a man, his body is as flexible as a water snake. Moreover, this attack is obviously much sharper than before. Every move kills him.
Is this to kill them all? Her black eyes are cold, and for those who have murderous intentions towards her, she will never be soft-hearted and let him live!
"Your Majesty." Lao Mo, seeing Qingyan almost being assassinated by Wei Luo, endured it, and still whispered to Mu Chen, who was standing sternly aside. After a while, Qingyan narrowly avoided Wei Luo's sword.
, Mu Chen stepped forward and hit the man with a palm. The two people in the fight were forced to separate. It was two versus one, and the three of them were all equally matched. The result was immediately obvious.
Qingyan and Mu Chen struck Wei Luo on the chest with their palms together.
The hall of the famous building was slightly quiet. The whole hall exuded a cold and resolute atmosphere. Mu Chen didn't say a word.
Quietly looking at the people downstairs, she wore pure white clothes without any wind. A green and black silk belt was tied around her waist, like a banished immortal. Her beautiful face was extremely cold and stern. Her thin lips were tightly closed. Her indifferent attitude towards everyone made people shudder.
The aura exuding from his whole body was so domineering that everyone downstairs bowed their heads and secretly guessed which family could be so imposing.
Only Wei Luo, who was injured on the ground, and Xu Rong, who stood out from the crowd, and Xu Muyuan and Lian Hua, who were full of admiration, looked completely out of sorts. No one else dared to look up.
"Your Majesty! Your Majesty! I don't know that Your Majesty deserves death for disturbing His Majesty here." Xu Rong, who used to look like he was in control of the world, knelt down to Mu Chen and pulled Xu Muyuan to the ground.
The word "Emperor" was like a sudden thunder in the clear sky, causing everyone in the hall to kneel down in fear.
Mu Chen waved his hand. The hall suddenly became extremely quiet. Qingyan felt that the emperor's aura was suppressed at this moment. Even she felt a little depressed. His black eyes flickered. Qingyan had never noticed that the corners of his mouth had always seemed bohemian.
Mu Chen, who was always looking evil and charming, actually made her feel slightly uneasy in her heart at this moment. She was not familiar with Mu Chen like this, and she was not used to it either.
She still prefers Mu Chen who has an evil smile on his lips and calls her "Mrs."
"Xu Aiqing, I really want to hear it. Why don't you tell me all the non-discussable things you just said, and I will have a good talk with him for you?" A charming smile appeared, but Qingyan felt the coldness in that smile.
meaning.
The gentle but domineering voice spread faintly. Xu Rong's wrinkled face suddenly became frightened and uneasy. He lowered his head and said nothing. He really didn't think of how to deal with it. The emperor was not someone he could dismiss with just a few words.
"So you are the emperor." Xu Muyuan's face was full of excitement. Ignoring Xu Rong's wink, she stood up and walked straight to the stairs below the emperor.
"I'm Xu Muyuan, we met on the street. I remember, you still talked to me a lot." Xu Muyuan looked shy and tugged at the corner of her clothes to finish speaking. She didn't see the woman kneeling on the ground.
Xu Rong's dark face, and the contempt flashing in Mu Chen's eyes.
Xu Muyuan stood out among the crowd of kneeling people in the hall.