Please also ask Miss Ziqi to forgive her sins, please don't remember the villain, and give the little one another chance! ”

"I implore Miss Ziqi and Prime Minister Zi Lao to give Xia Guan a chance to reform himself, and Xia Guan will do his best to serve the Zi clan royal family, life after life, and never betray!"

……

After a while, in the Jinluan Palace, there was already an uproar and kneeling on the ground.

There is no one who does not surrender.

No one dared to refute it.

Whether it was the people who originally supported the Zi family, or the wall grass who maintained a neutral attitude, now, they all knelt on the ground, bowed three times and bowed to Zi Qianmo, Zi Kun, and Mo Yan, and bowed to the king.

Of these three, it doesn't matter who is the new emperor, or the new empress.

Anyway, they only know that the new emperor of Beilan must be surnamed Zi, and there is absolutely nothing wrong with it!

Zi Qianmo's face was not shocked.

Just looked at grandpa.

Grandpa's gaze drifted to the supreme dragon chair throne.

In Grandpa's eyes, there was no desire, no greed, only calm.

Obviously.

This old man, for this location, has no interest.

"Qianmo."

"Hmm."

"Grandpa is old, and the future belongs to you young people."

Speaking of which.

The meaning is already very obvious.

He is an old man and does not want to be the new founder of the country.

The courtiers who knelt on the ground around them had their ears pricked up and pointed.

Zikun is not the new emperor?

Could it be that Ziqian Mo is here?

Oops.

That's a big deal.

That Ziqian Mo is about to become the youngest, most beautiful, and most extraordinary female emperor in the history of Beilan Kingdom!

Just when the courtiers, when they were ready, bowed to the new empress—

"Since grandpa has no intention, then leave it to the third uncle."

Zi Qianmo's voice was calm.

Faint as smoke.

Just like her clear glass eyes, it gives people a feeling of extreme tranquility.

Zi Kun nodded, a relieved smile on the corner of his lips, obviously very satisfied with this result: "Very good." ”

None of the courtiers dared to oppose it.

Zi Mucheng.

The heir of the Zi family.

This year has not yet turned 30 years old, young and promising, Wen Tao Wu strategy, proficient in everything. Moreover, he has also advanced to the cultivation of the Purple Mansion Period, and his future is limitless and very extraordinary.

Although, compared to Zi Qianmo's blazing light like the sun, it was a little dim. However, compared with 99% of the people, Zi Mucheng himself is still very dazzling and prominent.

An hour later.

Zi Mucheng is in Beitianmen and has completed the aftermath work.

Everything has been arranged.

Including the more than 30,000 prisoners of war, they have also been disposed of. The imprisonment of the prisoner, the decapitation of the decapitation, the intake of the incorporation.

It didn't bother him.

Zi Mucheng was also thinking about the home of the palace in the Jinluan Palace.

After the matter at hand was over, he rushed to the palace.

As soon as you step into the Golden Luang Palace.

Seeing all the courtiers bowing their heads, kneeling on the ground, facing their father Zi Kun and little niece Zi Qianmo, and obeying their words, they knew that everything had been settled.

Thing.

It's done.

"Zi Mucheng, conform to the mandate of heaven, and from now on, inherit the position of the new monarch of Beilan Kingdom."

At this moment, Xuanwu suddenly shouted loudly.

Don't look at how lazy he is usually.

That's not a small voice.

The roar was heard by everyone inside and outside the palace, into the ears, into the brain, and deafening.

Xuanwu's order, who dares to disobey?