The God of Quick Transmigration is spoiled by me

Chapter 405 Your Majesty, Your Mask Has Been Lost 57
Mo Zehua had always been trained by the old emperor as the heir apparent. Now that the old emperor passed away suddenly, he failed to sit on the throne naturally.

Instead, he was cut off by Mo Qing.

Mo Qing thought that in the end they would turn against each other, and even go so far as to kill each other...

But unexpectedly, Mo Zehua just left and did not come to fight for the throne, which was a result he never expected.

Everything doesn't seem so bad.

Mo Qing had already walked in front of Yin Ran'er, and he looked at the girl sitting on the dragon chair with her head propped up to look at him with calm and natural eyes.

Suddenly, I feel that all this is a bit unreal...

He asked in a voice only two people could hear: "A Yin, what did you do to him?"

Yin Ran'er spread her hands innocently: "He did it voluntarily, I didn't do anything to him."

It's just that I have some chips...

Mo Qing carefully looked at her expression, she was as natural as usual, there was nothing wrong, there was really nothing that could be seen.

Did Mo Zehua really give up the throne voluntarily?

He didn't believe it.

Even if it was really voluntary, it was probably because of being frightened.After all, she tied up all the civil and military ministers of the Manchu Dynasty by herself.

Mo Qing turned to look at the ministers below, all kneeling on the ground, extremely embarrassed.Looking at Mo Qing, their eyes were full of horror, and they quickly lowered their heads.

This woman is simply a devil...

Mo Qing seemed to have noticed something, and looked back at the girl.

Her expression was still the same as before, very calm: "Just watch what I do."

Fortunately, he was almost seen.

system:【……】

It also didn't expect that its own host could change his face in a second, clearly warning the group of ministers viciously one second, and acting as if nothing happened the next second.

Yin Ran'er patted the dragon chair and signaled him to come over again: "Sit."

After speaking, she immediately got up and stood aside.

Really, I don't know what is good about sitting on the throne, there are many and troublesome things.The dragon chair is still made so hard, it doesn't feel like it hurts...

Yin Ran'er complained for a while, but she didn't change her face on the surface.

Mo Qing didn't go over and sit down immediately.

He looked serious, pondered for a while, and reminded in a low voice: "A Yin, do you know what you are doing?"

She is rebelling.

Or tell them directly in front of everyone that she is rebelling and rebelling for him.

She is an enemy of the people of the world, and she will be killed...

Yin Ran'er knew what he was worried about, and her voice was uneven: "I can protect you."

Mo Qing's eyes moved slightly, and her thin lips parted slightly: "For me, is it worth it for you?"

Does she not care about her reputation, even her life?
"They can't beat me." The girl threw down an arrogant and unruly sentence, but the people kneeling all over proved that she could really do it.

"you do not…"

"Why are you talking so much, do you want to sit?" Yin Ran'er's patience was exhausted, and her tone was a little fierce.

Mo Qing: "..."

sit.

Mo Qing sighed helplessly. Under Yin Ran'er's constant urging, he took a few steps forward and finally sat on the dragon chair.

This position he wanted for many years, unexpectedly, he obtained it in this way.

It seems that he will inevitably bear a lot of infamy in the future.But he doesn't care about these.Because the current position was given by her.

Mo Qing looked down at a large area of ​​ministers who were almost kneeling down, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

"Ayin, let them go."

(End of this chapter)