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Several people paused for a moment, then reacted and comforted Ningxu. Old Man Mo patted Ningxu on the shoulder and said, "Let's not talk about this anymore. It's good that you're back. Let's live a good life as a family in the future."

Just as he finished speaking, a servant came running in from the doorway, "Oh no! Oh no! My Lord! My Lord! Oh no!"

Mr. Mo's face turned black. Did they have to come and ruin his business at this time?

The other people also frowned, wondering what the fuss was all about.

Master: "What unlucky words are you saying?"

The servant said, "Prince, the eldest master, the second master, the two ladies, the third young lady, the fourth young master, the sixth...sixth young lady!"

The servants saluted one by one, and their voices suddenly became higher when they saw Ningxu present.

Mo Xun clicked his tongue, "Why are you shouting so loudly? If you have something to say, just say it!"

The servant said, "Your Majesty... Your Majesty was assassinated, and Concubine Lin came to save him and is unconscious. They said that someone at the scene has already made a petition to ask Your Majesty to make Concubine Lin the empress!"

"What?!!!"

Now it was the Mo family's turn to lose patience. The noises were getting louder and louder, shaking Ningxu so much that she had to cover her ears while sitting.

At the National Temple, at the sacrificial site, San Ye, dressed in a dragon robe, stood on a high platform, holding a torch. Below the platform, priests were dancing around a huge pile of firewood, chanting spells, with the sounds of drums and human voices interweaving.

After the ceremony, the Third Master slowly walked down the platform, lit the fire, and the sacrifice was completed.

Suddenly, dozens of masked men rushed out from the crowd, pushed aside the priest and ran straight towards San Ye. Their swords pierced through the layers of the crowd and approached San Ye.

The Third Master still had a torch in his hand, and without hesitation he threw it at the man's face, burning him and making him scream.

The Third Master was forced back onto the high platform, with the guards standing in front of him, and behind him were the officials who were participating in the sacrifice, as well as Concubine Lin.

At this moment, a masked man rushed out from among the officials, holding a knife and stabbing at the third master from behind. The officials who witnessed this scene shouted one after another, "Your Majesty! Be careful!"

When San Ye heard the scream, he turned around and saw the assassin was less than a meter away from him. At the critical moment, San Ye lifted up his dragon robe and wanted to kick him directly.

Before he could even lift his feet, someone stood between him and the assassin. It was Lin Fei.

Due to his height, the assassin was aiming for the Third Master's heart, but was blocked by Concubine Lin. The blade should have missed Concubine Lin, but it still pierced into Concubine Lin's shoulder near the collarbone.

The Third Master looked at this scene in shock. He thought “It’s not necessary” at the beginning, then showed a little gratitude to Concubine Lin, and finally suddenly woke up. Did he fall into the trap again?

The guards came and kicked the assassin away, killing him. Concubine Lin fell backwards after being injured, and the Third Master had no choice but to reach out and support her.

The assassins were dealt with in an instant. San Ye looked at the chaotic crowd behind him and the bodies of the assassins lying on the ground. The group was not large, only a dozen people. He had thousands of guards and could not hurt him at all, so this assassination...

As Concubine Lin was carried away for treatment, the officials who had witnessed Concubine Lin saving the emperor had already knelt down, "Concubine Lin has made great contributions in saving the emperor. I hope the emperor will make her the empress! To show the world!"

There are many ordinary people in the national temple today. The emperor was assassinated in front of them and was saved by Concubine Lin. In their hearts, Concubine Lin has been gilded with a layer of gold. The emperor has not yet appointed a queen, but Concubine Lin has become the only choice for the queen in the hearts of the people.

Half of these officials were hired by Prime Minister Bai, and the other half were considering the survival of the Tianle Dynasty. His Majesty was nearly thirty years old, and he finally found an opportunity for him to establish a queen as the crown prince. Of course, they were happy about it. There were only concubines from the Bai and Mo families in the palace, so they had no objection to who would be appointed as the crown prince.

The Third Master looked at the row of people expressionlessly, and he knew...

At this moment, Bai Xiang still had a worried look on his face, and he did not look at all proud of his granddaughter's plan to become the queen.

Third Master: Haha, pretending.

The Third Master put his hands behind his back and left the platform, "We will discuss this matter later. Return to the palace."

Li Ze and Ning Xu were a couple, and this was something that everyone in the Mo family had long recognized. Before Ning Xu returned to her ancestral home, they recognized them as a couple because the Third Master liked Ning Xu.

After Ningxu regained her identity, they decided that the two must be a couple because Ningxu liked Sanye.

So after hearing the news, their first reaction was that this incident must be a big blow to Ningxu, and they all looked at Ningxu worriedly.

Who knew that the kid was still covering his ears.

The Second Madam pulled Ningxu's hand away, "Xu'er, stop covering it. Did you hear what happened just now?"

Ningxu: “I heard it.”

Mr. Mo: "Why aren't you anxious, kid? Concubine Lin has done a great job in saving the emperor, so the emperor will most likely compromise."

Ningxu didn't care, "Just seal it."

Second Madam: "What are you talking about, kid! She's the queen? If she becomes the queen, will there be a place for you in the harem?!"

Ningxu is indeed not in a hurry now. First of all, she doesn't think that the Third Master will stop liking her after he becomes the Queen. She is very confident.

Besides, who says that a woman must fight tooth and nail for a man's position as queen? She is a princess of the current dynasty. What man can she want? Why not just not treat Li Ze as the emperor? They can live as ordinary people and let Concubine Lin manage the harem.

But Ningxu thought so, but the Mo family would not agree. If the daughter of the Mo family wanted to have a relationship, it must be legitimate. So they kicked Ningxu out of the house and asked her to ask the Third Master for clarification.

The Mo family’s daughter cannot be wronged like this!

Before she had even taken a few bites of the meal, Ningxu was sent back to the palace by the Mo family.

When Mo Xun returned to the yard dejectedly, Mo Yong was practicing sword in the corner.

Mo Xun was in a bad mood, so he came to Mo Yong to complain. The younger generations of the Mo family had a very good relationship when they were young, and Mo Yong would not exclude Mo Xun just because he was not his mother's son.

Mo Yong noticed his disappointment and asked, "What's wrong?"

His eyes were concerned, but his hands continued to practice with the sword.

Mo Xun sat on the stone bench, "The Emperor may want to crown her as the Queen..."

Mo Yong: “Really?!”

Mo Yong was delighted when he heard this, and sat down next to Mo Xun with his sword in hand.

At that time, his whole family was taken to the palace, and he thought the sky was falling. In the end, he was not punished and even had a younger sister. This is the ups and downs of life. Now his sister is finally going to get married, how can he not be happy!

Mo Xun looked up blankly, "Brother, why are you so happy? It's not Xiaoliu..."

"What?!!!"

The voices of the Mo family were indeed louder than each other, and Mo Yong shouted so loudly that almost everyone in the mansion could hear his voice.

Mo Xun covered his ears, "Hey brother, keep your voice down!"

Mo Yong quickly shut up and leaned in to ask in a low voice, "What do you mean by it's not Xiaoliu? Didn't His Majesty say that he only loves Xiaoliu?"

Mo Xun: “That’s it…”

Mo Xun told Mo Yong the details of the incident. Mo Yong lay face down on the table, "What is this... my poor sister..."