Bai Weiwei glared at him angrily, her face flushed red.
When Mu Yanjun saw her eyes full of water and mist, she felt extremely aggrieved, and finally felt a little better.
Xiao Pang sat on the throne with trembling face, like a fat quail obediently hoarding in his seat, not daring to express any opinion.
Although the ministers of civil and military affairs in the Manchu Dynasty are all emperors, they have something to play.
But the place where the memorial is sent is directly behind Xiaopang, where the beaded curtain hangs.
Mu Yanjun held Bai Weiwei and reviewed the memorial with one hand. This posture was more emperor than emperor.
Bai Weiwei looked at him holding the jade seal and was about to stamp the imperial decree when she finally couldn't help grabbing his hand.
Mu Yanjun only felt that the back of his hand was covered with her soft fingers, and there was a soft touch.
But her words were not as soft and lovely as her hands, "You are a traitor, Mu Yanjun. This is something only the emperor is qualified to do. How can you... be so daring."
Mu Yanjun smiled coldly, "Why, the queen mother is not used to it? I remember that when the late emperor was not dead, this memorial was all reviewed by your sister."
A hint of surprise flashed in Bai Weiwei's eyes, "No, my sister is only helping the late emperor to read the memorial, how could it be possible to review it by herself."
The system added coolly: "Your sister did review the memorial by herself, and she deliberately starved the late emperor to death so that her son could take the throne, so that she could take over the power all by herself."
Bai Weiwei: "I don't listen, I'm a little white lotus left alone. I'm pure and kind and don't know anything."
The system trembled, and goosebumps fell to the ground.
Mu Yanjun grabbed her hand, changed his posture instantly, and pressed her onto the table where the memorials were being reviewed.
Bai Weiwei was shocked, her voice trembling: "Mu Yanjun, stop me, there are people below."
Mu Yanjun enjoyed her panic, he lowered his head, his body was close to her, his voice was soft and ghostly.
"Isn't it better to be all people? You can call them for help loudly, and say that I am frivolous and mean to you."
Bai Weiwei's voice trembled violently, "Mu Yanjun, do you have to humiliate me like this? How am I sorry for you? You killed me all over the place, why didn't you kill me with you. You want to torture me a little bit?"
Anger flashed in Mu Yanjun's eyes, and the smile on the corner of his mouth became even more gloomy, "You don't know me, I've fallen into the appearance of this person who is neither a ghost nor a ghost, I don't have to thank you for everything. The whole family will be punished. If you say a word, it doesn't matter if I can't die, and I will be insulted and oppressed in the palace."
Bai Weiwei laughed in anger, "You keep saying that our Bai family is sorry for you, and that I caused you to be bullied. I said that I didn't know you but didn't listen. You have said everything, what else can I say? "
Mu Yanjun hated her innocent appearance the most.
His fingers elegantly wrapped around a strand of her long hair, and Bai Weiwei looked at him because she didn't know.
The next moment, his fingers suddenly tightened, and she raised her head in pain, hitting his face directly and touching his lips.
Mu Yanjun did not expect such an accident, he only felt warmth on his lips and disappeared again.
Bai Weiwei didn't start, and immediately wiped her mouth with her hands, looking disgusted.
Mu Yanjun's eyes became cold, and he grabbed her hair rudely, forcing her to look at the ministers of civil and military affairs behind the bead curtain.
Then his voice sounded faintly, "Recently, the evil worm in the dynasty, the Bai family, has been uprooted. In the past, the Bai family was powerful. You were oppressed and dared not to speak up. Now you have any grievances, let's talk about it together. The emperor will call the shots for you. of."