"—Why didn't King Xiaoyao kneel down to receive the order? Is he trying to despise the holy grace? Well?"

Hongxiao's face was solemn and beautiful, and she sat on a tall horse with her back straight back. She looked down at Feng Qingwu's wonderful and changing face from a high place. The female official who had been with the emperor always had the shadow of the honorable and luxurious elegance of the three-point empress.

A 'Yeah', full of anger.

After all, Feng Qingwu was just an ordinary person in her previous life. Even though she had rich life experience, how could she survived the ups and downs of the palace, storm in power, and cultivated her temperament?

Hongxiao only put a little pressure on her, and Feng Qingwu was already scared.

Then she remembered that this was not the twenty-first century when everyone was equal and free speech, but the ancient country where imperial power was supreme and those who were superior could take human life at any time.

The saying "despise the holy grace" that Hongxiao just said is enough to condemn her a great crime of rebellion and kill her once!

Looking around, the people watching the fun in front of the Xiaoyao Palace had long been kneeling down in awe when Hongxiao said she would read the imperial edict of Her Majesty the Queen.

Feng Qingwu's face became increasingly ugly, and she was particularly conspicuous from the crowd kneeling all over the ground.

Finally, under the deep gaze of Hongxiao's sharp eyes, Feng Qingwu gritted her teeth, lifted her robe, and slowly knelt down unwillingly: "My minister, Feng Qingwu listened to the order--"

Hongxiao nodded with satisfaction, sat on the horse, opened the bright yellow lacquered gold scroll to both sides, and said calmly the emperor's will in the imperial silk map.

Feng Qingwu had no intention of listening to what Hong Xiao said, and her heart was filled with humiliation and reluctance. She kept cursing in her heart: These ignorant, backward, ignorant, and stubborn ancients were allowed to oppress the Queen of the Laws, and didn't know how to resist?!

It was not until Hongxiao said, "I'm so proud of this, King Xiaoyao will get up and receive the order!" that Feng Qingwu stood up slowly and walked over.

Hong Xiao gently folded the bright yellow lacquer and gold scroll in her hand. Seeing Feng Qingwu stretched out one hand to receive the imperial edict, she did not give it to her, but instead reminded her with a smile: "Did King Xiaoyao forget that the will given by His Majesty must be held with both hands and worshipped in the ancestral hall?"

Feng Qingwu's face froze slightly, and she silently stretched out her hands...

Hongxiao then leaned over and placed the bright yellow lacquered gold scroll on Feng Qingwu's hands.

Hongxiao never dismounted from the horse from beginning to end, so it was much taller than Feng Qingwu. Feng Qingwu almost looked up at her and then held the imperial edict in both hands.

Hongxiao stood up, looked down at Feng Qingwu, whose face was so dark that it could drip, and said with a smile.

"Fortunately, the emperor has fulfilled his order and has successfully brought the Queen's will. Now he is going back to report his life soon."

"Oh, by the way, please forgive me for talking too much. King Xiaoyao may have recovered from a serious illness and forgot about etiquette. This time, it's okay in front of the lower official. After all, the lower official is a slight word, and he is just a little female official next to His Majesty, but if he is in front of the imperial court..."

What has not been said is meaningful.

Hongxiao left as he rode a horse, and the people in front of the Xiaoyao Palace dispersed. Feng Qingwu was still standing there in a chill, holding the imperial silk scroll tightly in his hands.

Mo Yu stepped forward: "Prince, are you still going to Xiangguo Temple?"

"Get out!"

Feng Qingwu replied angrily.

She just changed into a white couple outfit that had been knitted with several days with the embroiderer, and she wanted to give him a surprise, but now...

Two shaky pieces of dirt on their knees!

No mood left!
Chapter completed!