Xie Jingrun curled his lips and said carelessly: "This is really a good excuse to shirk his incompetence! But in fact, it's nothing if your highness can't find the assassin. I believe the Queen will not blame you."

When Feng Mo heard this, anger flashed across his eyes.

Such obvious irony will not be understood unless it is a deaf person.

His handsome face was a little ashen, "Conductor Xie doesn't need to be so sarcastic when speaking. This prince is naturally not as good as Commander Xie's methods."

Xie Jingrun was not angry. He lowered his head and tidied up his sleeves, and said with a smile: "If your highness doesn't dislike you, I can send someone to help you find it..."

"No need!" Feng Mo interrupted him coldly and was about to leave with his people. At this time, Emperor Zhaojing walked out of the yard.

"Father!" Feng Mo had no choice but to stop and turn to salute.

"I heard that your mother was assassinated, she wasn't hurt, right?" Emperor Zhao Jing asked worriedly.

"The Queen Mother was just frightened, but her body was fine." Seeing that he cared about Queen Mo, Feng Mo's expression calmed down a little and replied respectfully.

"No, I still have to go over and take a look to rest assured." Emperor Zhao Jing frowned and said, then raised his foot and walked forward.

Feng Mo was shocked and quickly shook a look at a guard behind him.

The guard nodded understandingly, deliberately lagged behind a few steps, then turned around and took a shortcut to Fengyiju to report the news.

Feng Mo felt relieved when he saw the guards leaving.

The eunuch was seriously injured, and the queen must be worried, but at this time, the father suddenly wanted to visit her. If he could catch him, the consequences would be...

He was a little unimaginable.

Although he did not agree with the Queen Mother's approach, it was his own mother after all. Moreover, Queen Mother has always taken good care of herself and has given a lot for him. In any case, he also wanted to protect Queen Mother's comprehensiveness.

Xie Jingrun glanced at him with some sarcastic sarcasm. Feng Mo was really trying hard.

However, he was also a little curious. What would the emperor react if he knew that Situ Jin had carried him on his back, raised a man and cuckolded him?

Emperor Zhaojing didn't know what the two were thinking, and he didn't really want to care about Situ Jin. In fact, he just went through the motions and ridiculed her.

Fengyiju.

After the imperial physician diagnosed that Meng Hu was not in danger of his life, Situ Jin breathed a sigh of relief, but held the hand of the unconscious man and refused to let go.

Seeing that her mood had stabilized, Madam Hong brought the beauty soup in.

Situ Jin frowned and said, "Where do I have the heart to drink this now?"

Madam Hong comforted, "Mr. Meng will be fine. I'm just relaxing. If the Empress really has no appetite, then the old slave will take it first."

When Situ Jin heard this, he sighed and said, "Forget it, it's not easy for you to make this soup, give it to me."

A smile appeared on Madam Hong's face, knowing that the Empress was polite to her and didn't want her to waste her effort.

She handed over the beauty soup.

Situ Jin let go of Meng Fu's hand, brought the bowl over, raised his head, and drank it all in one go.

At this moment, a palace servant hurried in, "Empress, Your Highness sent someone to say that the emperor is here."

Madam Hong was shocked and looked at Meng Xia on the bed, "Empress, what should I do?"

Situ Jin was also a little surprised. The old man was willing to step into her yard.

She was actually not afraid of being known by him. Her affair with Meng Hu, but if she was caught on the spot, she would give him a name that could destroy her.
Chapter completed!