"Retrieve the memorial."
Meng Yue, covered in sweat, knelt on the ground and refused: "Your Majesty, please reconsider. The Emperor's word is final!"
Li Rong was his master.
Li Rong died, and was killed by Liu Jin. How could he not avenge his master?
Lu Xingjian's face turned ashen, and he kicked Meng Yue to the ground. "Guards!"
"Retrieve the memorial!"
Su Wanwan appeared at the door, "Your Majesty."
Lu Xingjian's forehead veins bulged as he avoided her and walked away.
Su Wanwan hugged him tightly around the waist: "It's me!"
Lu Xingjian paused. "I know."
So all we need to do is retrieve the memorial.
There is no intention to hold anyone accountable.
He pried her fingers apart one by one.
"If Liu Jin is not killed, it will not appease public anger!" Su Wanwan pleaded desperately.
"Your Majesty, your departure will incur the wrath of the people!"
"So what? I am the Emperor." Lu Xingjian's jawline was taut, ignoring Su Wanwan.
Su Wanwan anxiously gave Zhang Yong a wink.
With a gesture from Zhang Yong, both the Left and Right Shunmen Gates were closed, completely blocking the roads leading to the outer court.
Lu Xingjian looked sharply at Zhang Yong.
"It seems you want to be the emperor."
These words are accusing Zhang Yong of treason.
Zhang Yong naturally dared not accept the order, and knelt down with his back straight: "Your Majesty, please calm your anger! Not killing Liu Jin is not enough to appease public anger!"
Lu Xingjian remained silent for a while, looking at Su Wanwan expressionlessly.
"I've really raised a good dog; it's run off to your side."
That was really vulgar.
Su Wanwan simply said, "The blame lies entirely with me. Do with me as you see fit."
Lu Xingjian narrowed his eyes.
She's just taking advantage of his affection.
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