Concubine often travels through: the magic doctor and ugly concubine

Chapter 693 The Great Hall Besieged
Because of his words, Mo Jingli's heart, which was still tense just now, eased a little.

"Oh? How did you know she was framed?"

No one knew what Mo Jiuxiao was thinking about this matter. The scene where he appeared just now made everyone's hearts tugged, but now his behavior and tone of speech made everyone think that he was really begging them the emperor.

It's just that no one saw what kind of color flashed in Mo Jiuxiao's exposed black eyes.

Others couldn't see it, but Mo Jingli standing in front of him could see it clearly.

At the same time, boundless coldness swept towards him, making him tremble involuntarily.

But on the surface, he still wants to maintain his dignity as an emperor.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help laughing in his heart.

Yes, he was laughing at himself.

He is the emperor of Dayan!A real king!Controlling the life and death of tens of millions of people in this country!
What kind of thing is he, Mo Jiuxiao? !How dare you treat him so rudely by relying on your martial arts skills? !
Gradually, self-deprecation turned into anger, and the big tree in Mo Jingli's heart that had been watered with hatred all this time seemed to grow new branches and leaves, but the colors of the branches and leaves were not as bright as those from outside.

He tried his best to support the majesty that an emperor should have and looked back at the other party, but Mo Jiuxiao seemed to have seen nothing, and replied with an expression on his face: "I have no proof. But I believe that she is the original Zuo Jun Yao. I believe Prime Minister Zuo, who gave birth to her, also firmly believes in this point."

As he spoke, he shot Zuo Zhishan his proving eyes.

Zuo Zhishan was taken aback for a moment, then nodded emphatically.

"The old minister firmly believes."

Mo Jingli seemed to have heard some big joke, he sneered twice and said: "Hahaha... Do you believe it? It's a joke! If you believe it wrong, then I will pay the whole country of Dayan And the lives of tens of thousands of people? Can you afford such a price?"

After he finished speaking, Zuo Zhishan, who was full of confidence just now, also fell silent.

As a father, he certainly believes that his daughter is an ordinary woman, not an enemy spy; but as the prime minister of a country, he cannot easily make a conclusion, because one of his answers is related to the country's society and the people's welfare. safety.

But when Mo Jingli asked this question, the answer was on his lips, but now he held it tightly in his mouth, bumping back and forth in his chest, making him feel uncomfortable all over.

He thought that Mo Jiuxiao, the patron saint of Dayan, would think about it again, but Mo Jingli said, "Let's all step back!", and was about to leave, but Mo Jiuxiao stepped forward to stop him.

Everyone's relaxed hearts tightened up again, Mo Zhanyang asked even more when he saw this, "Mo Jiuxiao, what are you doing? Are you trying to coerce Sheng Jia?"

After finishing speaking, he seemed to have thought of something, and he couldn't wait to shout loudly outside the hall: "Come on! Help!"

As soon as the words fell, several teams of guards with knives rushed in from outside the hall, and surrounded the entire hall tightly.

But when the guards saw the situation on the stage clearly, it was you looking at me and I looking at you, and no one moved forward.

Mo Zhanyang was stunned for a moment, and then he understood what was going on, and he couldn't help becoming a little annoyed: "What are you still doing?! Didn't you see that the emperor's safety was threatened?! A bunch of useless things!" After finishing speaking, he He strode forward, snatched the knife from one of the guards, and faced Mo Jiuxiao who was on the stage, as if he wanted to rush up and catch him.

(End of this chapter)