On the dragon throne, Yan Yun seemed somewhat weary as well. She leaned against it, her phoenix eyes slightly closed.
After Mo Jiuzhong rose to his feet, he glared at Zhou Ming, then vanished from the hall.
This time, faced with Zhou Ming's insubordinate words,
no one spoke up to rebuke him.
Because they all knew that Mo Jiuzhong's personal investigation would surely yield results.
When that time came, Zhou Yuxi, this madman, would certainly die.
Inside the hall, Zhao Xuchu, who had remained silent all this time,
moved over to Zhou Ming's side.
He whispered, "Kid, you've stirred up a huge mess."
Zhou Ming shot him a sidelong glance and said irritably, "I knew from the start you were no good. You're just a troublemaker, and you actually tried to get me killed!"
Zhao Xuchu froze!
Though he had no idea what a "troublemaker" was,
he knew it was not a compliment, especially since this brat in front of him had accused him of trying to get him killed.
For a moment, he did not know how to explain himself.
He knew nothing about any of this. He had merely been carrying out orders.
Still, even if the Empress had directly issued a verbal order to execute Zhou Ming when they had met earlier, he would have done the same.
Seeing that he said nothing,
Zhou Ming showed no awareness whatsoever of being a prisoner and asked curiously, "By the way, you're all second-rank. Why are you so afraid of that nasty woman?"
As soon as he said that,
Yan Yun's long lashes trembled slightly atop the dragon throne.
Everyone's gazes fell upon him as well.
Feng Anyu smiled. "Zhou Yuxi, have you considered how this will end for you after provoking Her Majesty like this, even if you