The Whitewashing Plan of the Vicious Villain

Chapter 302 Going to court

Hearing this, Mo Jiu turned around, took a deep look at Han Qingyan, then ignored her outstretched hand and stood up from the dragon couch.

But as soon as he took a few steps, it was as if someone pushed him suddenly. His legs gave out and he fell backwards.

Han Qingyan took a step forward naturally, hugged Mo Jiu, and said with a chuckle: "I think Your Majesty should stop being stubborn."

"Let me go, I can go by myself!" Mo Jiu was angry all of a sudden, but his hoarse voice and red cheeks didn't look like he was angry, but more like he was coquettishly treating his lover.

Han Qingyan looked at the struggling tyrant in her arms, her eyes deepened, and she simply hugged him up: "Your Majesty's legs are weak, so I should just carry him over."

After saying that, he walked towards the outside of the palace.

Mo Jiu was shocked and angry, but there were still a group of attendants and eunuchs waiting outside!

But Han Qingyan didn't give him any time to resist. The next moment, Mo Jiu's eyes brightened with light. After many days, he finally saw the sky, which was still a little dark because it was too early.

But Mo Jiu didn't feel any joy at seeing the sun again. He caught a glimpse of the group of attendants and eunuchs, and thought of how similar he was to the scene in the past when they saw him... A feeling of suffocation emerged, and the heat in his body seemed to be wiped out.

Instead, Mo Jiu gasped for breath, desperate and helpless, but a trace of twisted pleasure grew from the bottom of her heart, as if she had awakened the long-awaited perverted desire in her body...

Don't look at me, don't look at me...

Look at me, you can look at me however you want...

Mo Jiu closed her eyes tightly, her eyelashes and her body were shaking violently like a spasm, and her hands couldn't help but wrap around Han Qingyan's neck, as if she wanted to integrate her whole body into her body.

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"What's wrong with you?" Han Qingyan immediately sensed something was wrong. She did intend to humiliate Mo Jiu, but more because she wanted to see his shameful and angry look, but she didn't expect him to react like this.

Mo Jiu's head rested on Han Qingyan's shoulder. At this moment, she leaned over her ears, and the hot air hit her ears. She opened her lips slightly and said one word at a time: "I must kill you..."

Han Qingyan felt a trace of pity and dissipated in an instant, and she sneered secretly that she would actually feel pity for such a tyrant.

She continued to hold Mo Jiu, while the attendants and eunuchs lowered their heads at the beginning, not daring to even look at her.

Even so, before arriving at the palace, Han Qingyan still put down Mo Jiu: "Your Majesty, you should be able to walk over such a close distance now, right?"

Mo Jiu didn't say a word, but slowly opened her eyes, took a deep breath, and walked into the hall step by step.

Han Qingyan looked at his trembling back, smiled faintly, and then quickly entered the hall ahead of him.

Han Qingyan's arrival did not attract much attention, because she did not arrive late, and there was even a long time before Mo Jiu decided to go to court.

Therefore, when they saw the figure in dragon robe walking in from outside the hall, almost all the ministers showed expressions of disbelief.

Is this really the tyrant?

It's not that he has never come to attend court before, but he usually comes when the court time is about to end. It's unheard of to burn a stick of incense in advance like this time.

But no matter how shocked they were, they quickly corrected their mentality and did not dare to show any disrespect.

Even if they haven't seen him for a long time, Mo Jiu's cruel image will not weaken in their hearts.

Originally there was some noise in the hall, with familiar ministers whispering in low voices, but with the arrival of Mo Jiu, the place instantly became silent.

Han Qingyan stood among them, looking at Mo Jiu with a hint of novelty in her eyes.

No matter how majestic Mo Jiu was in front of her, it was far less clear and strong than the emperor's aura in the hall at this moment.

But these ministers who were in awe and fear of him had no idea that their superior emperor had once shown such a charming side in front of her...

Thinking of this, Han Qingyan's desire to conquer increased infinitely, and the pleasure in her heart could not be described in words.

Mo Jiu walked to the dragon chair and sat down slowly. The ministers, including Han Qingyan and Pei Feng, all knelt on the ground and said in unison: "Your Majesty, long live long live!"

Mo Jiu glanced at them lightly, then glanced down, lingering on Han Qingyan and Pei Feng for a while, and then slowly closed her eyes, as if she wanted them to kneel down for a while.

After a while, some ministers began to panic when they found that the male emperor had not yet called him home. He couldn't help but guess and try to figure out Mo Jiu's thoughts. Could it be that someone thought he was dead during this period and did something that was too out of bounds?

, that’s why Your Majesty wants to beat them?

The entire hall became increasingly silent, and you could hear a needle drop.

But only Han Qingyan knew that he was taking revenge on her.

Half the time for burning the incense had passed, and the bodies of some of the ministers below began to stagger.

These are all civil servants who are about to lose their strength. In such a posture, the blood is not flowing smoothly, and the body can easily reach its limit.

Mo Jiu raised her eyes to look at Han Qingyan, only to find that she was kneeling as steady as a mountain, showing no signs of being unable to hold on.

Doesn't she look very weak?

But if she was really weak, where would she have the energy to humiliate him...

Mo Jiu was extremely unwilling and said: "Ping Shen."

It wasn't that some ministers couldn't hold on any longer and he didn't care about their lives or their opinions of him. The key was that the medicine Han Qingyan fed him seemed to have worn off, and the burning heat in his body began again.

Ready to move.

"Thank you, Your Majesty..."

Compared with the previous three cheers, the volume was significantly lower.

Two cold gazes fell on him. Mo Jiu followed the gaze and saw that it was Han Qingyan and Pei Feng. Only they dared to show their hostility towards him without any concealment.

This is still during the court, they are all so unrestrained, if after the court is over, they will...

Mo Jiu suddenly felt a strong sense of humiliation. He was obviously the emperor, but he was ignored by the two traitors.

If he revealed their true identity right here and had them killed...

After just a moment's thought, Mo Jiu gave up the idea. Putting aside whether anyone would be willing to take action for him, even if loyal ministers did take action, could they be Pei Feng's opponent?

Not even Ye Rumeng can defeat her, let alone these ministers.

The more Mo Jiu thought about it, the angrier he became, and the more he thought about it, the weaker he became. The blush on his face gradually deepened, and his eyebrows furrowed slightly.

Some ministers noticed this scene and couldn't help but tremble in their hearts. They were already very old, but when they looked at the tyrant's face at this moment, their hearts beat faster.

Han Qingyan also realized that the antidote she gave Mo Jiu was about to wear off. In addition, he might have thought of something, anger and humiliation, and the thin red on his face turned into crimson. Maybe even the tyrant himself didn't realize that he was

How charming she looks now!