Yun Rongsheng was wearing a dark green robe and holding the paper fan tightly in his hand.
"Your Majesty, do you really want to make Mo Qin your empress?"
The look and tone made it seem as if Jun Ye had done something outrageous to both humans and gods.
Jun Ye looked up in surprise, his slender fingers pressing on the memorial.
"Any questions?"
Yun Rongsheng sat down on the wooden chair next to him and took a sip of tea.
"This is a serious problem! If you are interested in her, you can just play with her casually, but how can you make her the queen?"
"When I saved her life, she gave me a hairpin to seduce me. This is fickleness. Then, for her own selfish desires, she framed another daughter of a noble family. This is jealousy. And then she poisoned someone to disfigure her. This is viciousness!"
"How can such a woman be worthy of becoming the queen?"
Yun Rongsheng spoke with righteous indignation, as if he had dared to persuade Jun Ye for the sake of the world.
Only he himself knew that he came here just to shed a few tears and cry for Liang Yubing.
When she was just the daughter of the general's mansion, she had already been targeting Liang Yubing in every way. If she became the queen, Mo Qin would definitely torture her!
"Really?"
Mo Qin stood outside the imperial study and heard Jun Ye's voice coming from the room.
The eunuch guarding the door was terrified, but couldn't help but look forward to what would happen next.
To his disappointment, the promoted queen actually left directly.
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The next time Mo Qin saw Jun Ye was during lunch time in the afternoon.
Jun Ye did not pick up his chopsticks, but asked first:
"You came to see me this afternoon, why did you leave without seeing me?"
Mo Qin was not surprised that Jun Ye knew about this.
"I heard you had a visitor, so I left. My business is not urgent, and it will be the same if I talk about it later."
"You gave Yun Rongsheng a hairpin." Jun Ye stated in a calm tone.
He knew the whole story of everything else Yun Rongsheng said, except this one.
He had indeed seen the hairpin.
Mo Qin didn't expect Yun Rong Shenghui to be such a shameless person, confusing right and wrong with just his mouth.
"Why give me a hairpin? That's the money he asked me for travel expenses."
How could an ordinary hairpin used as collateral for money lead to an accident?
Jun Ye raised his hand and pinched the girl's fair face, then stroked the back of her neck and pressed over to kiss her on the lips.
Like a routine matter, leaving in an instant.
"Yeah, let's eat."
Mo Qin was stunned. Was this person doing things too smoothly?
Is this appropriate? She's just a child!
"What, disgust?" Jun Ye smiled, full of evil humor, "It doesn't matter, in the future I will not only kiss you, but also do something even more extreme."
Mo Qin was speechless.
How could she tell that she hated him? And why did he do it every day even though she hated him? And was he planning to do it even more?
Jun Ye quickly brought up another topic, "What did you want to talk to me about this afternoon?"
"I want to leave the palace." Mo Qin remembered the important matter.
"Leaving the palace?"
Jun Ye still agreed readily.
"Yes, but you must come back on the same day. If you don't come back, you will never have the chance to leave the palace again."
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A few days later, Mo Qin planned to leave the palace.
The news that she was going to leave the palace soon spread to those who were interested.
A carriage and two familiar faces were already waiting outside the palace gate.
"Miss! Are you okay?"
Lian Qiu and Fu Dong quickly surrounded them, looking angry and anxious. If you didn't know, you would think that the relationship between master and servant was very good.
"Your Majesty is going too far. How dare you humiliate the young lady like this!"
Like a bandit, he robbed people in public.
Mo Qin was not moved at all and just asked coldly:
"Why are you here?"
Fudong's eyes were red and he explained with sobs.
"Yes, it was Madam who ordered us to wait here."
"Miss, you have lost your reputation, how can you marry Zun..."
The rest of the words got stuck in her throat as she recalled the fear she had felt that day.
She quickly changed the subject, "Miss, now that you have left the palace, do you want to go back to the mansion to pay your respects to the general and his wife first?"
Logically speaking, it is necessary to pay them a visit, but Mo Qin does not plan to go.
The two maids were shocked when they heard this.
Mo Qin wanted to send the two back home, but they were like dog-skin plasters, insisting on following her.
In the end, Mo Qin successfully dumped the two of them in a restaurant.
She came to the courtyard again. There was no one in the courtyard. Liang Yubing was busy preparing for the wedding and treating her face. The old man went out in the morning and came back at noon these days.
Their research has reached the experimental stage, so they need to capture an adult male as surgical material.
I've been looking for candidates these past two days.
Mo Qin came here intending to do good things.
I thought I would have to wait a long time, but I didn't expect the old man to come back so quickly.
The old man was driving a donkey cart back from outside the city.
He drove the car into the yard and then dragged a large sack out of the car with great effort.
"Phew! I'm so tired!"
The old man was wearing a dark grey coarse cloth and had his hands on his hips like a simple old farmer.
"Old man, what are you moving?"
A clear and pleasant female voice came from inside the house.
The old man wiped his sweat and said, "People are medicine..."
The old man realized something was wrong halfway through his speech. He turned around suddenly and saw a beautiful woman standing in front of the main door.
"Who are you?"
The old man glanced around vigilantly.
"It doesn't matter who I am. What's important is... what you are doing." Mo Qin didn't expect that the old man would kidnap someone in broad daylight.
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