My country is dying

Chapter 457
On the second day, Yu Quan really sent a message, and the letter was intercepted.

Mi Le secretly breathed a sigh of relief, standing under the eaves and watching the rain outside: "Bring General Lu here."

Soon, General Lu came, but he left again not long after.

In a blink of an eye, at the end of July, the sky has slowly cooled down, and Mi Le is also preparing to return to Beijing.

It's just that she didn't know if it was because of the acclimatization of the environment, she had been ill since she came to the palace, and she even received few memorials.

Some ministers who couldn't wait frequently appeared in the palace, but instead of waiting for the little emperor's courtesy, they left in disgrace one by one.

As a result, news about the little emperor's incompetence began to spread between the government and the opposition. Mi Le went to the garden that day and heard a few palace people talking there that the little emperor had left the king of Qi, and he really couldn't do anything.

Hearing this, Yu Quan wanted to go up and beat someone up, but seeing Mi Le's indifferent look, he couldn't help but said: "Your Majesty, these slaves know how to gossip, don't take it to heart, this slave will let you People will punish them!"

"There's nothing to punish." Mi Le said lazily, looking at the pond full of lotus flowers in front of him, "Shouldn't we just kill him in this situation?"

Yu Quanlu was surprised, and when he realized it, he immediately arranged for someone to deal with it. After a while, he heard a scream.

So rumors about the little emperor's brutality and indiscriminate killing of innocent people spread like this.

On the day of returning to Beijing, the wind was sunny and the sky was clear.

Mi Le lazily huddled in the carriage and looked at the people next to him, and said with disgust, "Didn't it be agreed that I will preside over this matter? You came here in such a hurry, do you not believe in my ability?"

A smile curled up on the lips of the man in the black robe: "I naturally believe in the emperor's ability."

"Then what are you doing here? You can't come here to see me, right?" Mi Le met his gaze when he said this, and immediately pressed down the corner of his mouth, "You are not such a person! I wouldn't either I believe you are such a person!"

Hou Junli smiled: "Of course not."

"That's a loophole in my plan? You didn't mention it in the letter!"

Hou Junli handed her a cup of tea, Mi Le took a look at him before taking it, drank it dry and put it on the table, Hou Junli's eyes drifted past the empty teacup, and he took a sip of his own cup Holding the teacup in his hand, he rubbed it lightly: "The emperor's minister does not exist."

Mi Le smiled immediately, put his foot horizontally, and put it on his lap intentionally: "Can you pretend it doesn't exist?"

Although the carriage was spacious, there were two people sitting in it, so they couldn't bear such a big movement from her, let alone on purpose.

Hou Junli's eyes fell on her slender sitting posture and her feet resting on his lap.

He is sitting cross-legged, Mi Le is sitting with legs bent.

So the way she put her feet on his lap was neither fish nor fowl.

Hou Junli stretched out his hand to hold her ankle. Her leg was very thin, and it was easy to wrap it with one palm.

However, Mi Le was burned by the temperature of his palm, and subconsciously shrank his legs. This time, Hou Junli did not let go.

"Let go!" Her face was suddenly stained with anger, and she stretched out her hands to pull her legs.

At this moment, Hou Junli clasped her leg and pulled her slightly forward, Mi Le fell towards him. Fortunately, she reacted quickly and pressed her shoulder against Hou Junli's shoulder, so that she would not be hurt. into his arms.

However, the situation doesn't seem to be getting any better.

Because of her, she sat on Hou Junli's lap.

　Slow down, let's keep writing.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)