The little prince Moze knelt down to Shui Lingyue and said, "Empress, my father is seriously ill. The little prince came to Northern Qi from thousands of miles away, just to ask the Empress to move to the Western Rong to treat my father's illness, and ask the Empress to fulfill his wish."

Xiao Yichen told her about this matter. Xiao Yichen did not agree to her going, and she didn't particularly want to go.

After all, doctors are not omnipotent. Everyone has birth, old age, sickness and death. If the King of Xirong is really terminally ill, even if she goes, it will be useless.

Shui Lingyue said: "I already know this. However, people have birth, old age, sickness and death. Even the most powerful doctor cannot avoid death. So, you should go back, I will not go to Xirong."

Moze knelt on the ground and kowtowed, "If the Queen does not agree to save my father, then I will kneel down here for a long time."

Shui Lingyue said lightly: "It's up to you."

As she said that, she turned around and wanted to leave.

Moze crawled over and wanted to grab the corner of her skirt, but someone grabbed two arms and pressed them on the ground not far away.

Mo Ze looked at Shui Lingyue with a look of pleading in his eyes, saying, "My father is still very young, not an ordinary birth, old age, sickness and death. I beg the Empress to follow me to the Xirong Kingdom and save my father. As long as the Empress is willing to go, I am willing to offer this to the Empress."

Shui Lingyue turned around, looked at him, and said, "If the King of Xirong is not an ordinary birth, old age, sickness and death, then this palace will not be able to go to Xirong."

Mo Ze was slightly stunned, and glanced at the small bag in his hand for a moment, and said, "The Queen doesn't even look at my bargaining chips, will she refuse?"

Shui Lingyue smiled slightly and said, "What do you think is this palace lacking now?"

"This..." Mo Ze was stunned. This woman wants to be beautiful and beautiful, and to have status. Now she really has nothing to lack.

After Moze realized this fact, he felt a little desperate.

At this time, Xiao Yichen came out of the hall and came to Yueyue's side.

Xiao Yichen looked at Mo Ze with a very cold look. He said unhappily: "It seems that Prince Mo Ze despised that my wine was not good enough, and he didn't go to a good night banquet, so he came here to talk nonsense! It was simply outrageous! Come on! Take Prince Mo Ze out of the palace and sober up his wine."

In the last sentence, Xiao Yichen said it very cruelly. The meaning of the words was obvious. Taking him out was not a matter of sobering up.

The guard was about to leave with Mo Ze in his arms, and Mo Ze shouted: "Emperor, Mo Ze has something to say. Please calm down and give Mo Ze a chance!"

Xiao Yichen said nothing. When the guards carried Mo Ze out ten meters away, Xiao Yichen slowly spoke: "Slow up!"

The guard stopped, Mo Ze let out a long sigh, turned around, knelt down and kowtowed to Xiao Yichen.

Xiao Yichen glanced at him indifferently and said, "Take him to the outer hall conference hall, I will arrive later."

As he said that, Xiao Yichen stopped looking at him, hugged Yueyue, turned around and walked forward.

"Yi, do you want to promise him?"

When Shui Lingyue saw Xiao Yichen calling Mo Ze, guessing his intention in her heart, and asked.

Xiao Yichen smiled and said, "I want to hear what he has to say, what else can he use to exchange except the chips in his hand."

Shui Lingyue was slightly surprised and asked, "Do you already know what chips are in his hand?"

Xiao Yichen smiled and said, "Moze was once the favorite son of King Xirong. He granted him a fiefdom shortly after he was born. Now he can use it as a bargaining chip. I think it should be the fiefdom given to him by King Xirong."
Chapter completed!