The emperor returns and joins hands with the queen.

When the Prime Minister knew that his baby daughter was not dead, he was so excited that he even had his eyebrows flying into the sky.

Oops, he knows.

His daughter is lucky and lucky, how could she die?

Hahaha!

"Master, the Eighth Prince is asking for a meeting in the hall."

The prime minister's eyebrows trembled, "Eighth Prince?"

He doesn't want to have anything to do with the Eighth Prince.

"Yes."

The Prime Minister pondered for a moment, "Then, go and have a look."

Mo Yuan sat in the hall and saw the Prime Minister's figure, "Prime Minister."

The prime minister smiled and said, "Why did the Eighth Prince come to the Prime Minister's Mansion like me?"

"Of course I want to have something important to talk with the Prime Minister, but I wonder if I can go to the study to talk?"

"Haha, what can happen? My Prime Minister's Mansion is also very safe. What can't be said about it here?"

Mo Yuan looked at the smile of the prime minister's old fox and cursed in his heart that he was such a smooth person. "Okay."

"I wonder if the Prime Minister can let others retreat?"

This time the Prime Minister did not refuse. If he refused again, it would be too disgrace. "Let's go back."

Mo Yuan looked at the no one around, sneered and said in a low voice, "You don't think the emperor really trusts your family."

The smile on the Prime Minister's face remained unchanged, "What does the Eighth Prince mean?"

"Don't pretend to be ignorant." Mo Yuan sneered, "You are not a fool either. The emperor married your daughter just to find an opportunity to get rid of the Prime Minister's Mansion. Who can tolerate the existence of a big tree attracting wind?"

The smile on the prime minister's face faded, and his tone was neither salty nor light, "The Eighth Prince is not worried."

"As long as you promise to stand on my side, when I ascend to the throne, I will definitely protect the safety of your Prime Minister's Mansion!"

The prime minister stood up and said, "Ask me, I have to think about such a big thing."

Mo Yuan smiled, and a hint of determination passed through his eyes. "Then, wait for the good news."

After Mo Yuan left, the smile on the Prime Minister's face gradually disappeared.

Neither the current emperor nor the Eighth Prince are easy to mess with.

Which side should he stand on?

This is an important choice.

"I went to send a message to Baibai, and said that I missed her very much and wanted her to go back to the Prime Minister's Mansion to meet her."

"yes."

*

In the palace.

"Miss, just now, the master's people came to the news. Do you want to go back? When I heard that you were missing, I was almost scared to death."

Xiaoxi said with his eyes open, obviously still looking lingering in fear.

Ranbai narrowed his eyes, and his slightly cool fingertips were tapping on the rosewood table, "Yes."

Xiaoxi said in surprise, "Miss, you agree!"

"Otherwise?" Ranbai glanced at Xiaoxi and said with a chuckling.

Mo Jinhan walked in from outside the door, and the flow rate on the imperial crane shook gently, obviously in a hurry, "You want to go back."

At this time, it must have just finished morning court.

Xiao Xi saw this scene and was blessed, "I will go down first."

Then he left quietly.

Leave time for Ranbai and Mo Jinhan to be alone.

"Yes." Ranbai nodded slightly,

Go back.

There should be some things.

Ranbai narrowed his eyes and looked thoughtful.

"I'll go back with you." Mo Jinhan said immediately after hearing Ran Bai's words.

Yes, I'm going to see my father-in-law.

A little nervous.

I asked some people before.

How can a girl fall in love with her?

The answer I got is,

If you want to deal with this girl, you will deal with her whole family first.

so,

Mo Jinhan decided to deal with his father-in-law.

"What are you going to do?" Ranbai tilted his head and looked at Mo Jinhan.

Mo Jinhan sat next to Ranbai, with a light curve curled up with a thin lips and whispered in Ranbai's left ear, "Shouldn't I go to see my father-in-law?"
Chapter completed!