Chapter 915 2.351 Waiting for Her Here
Qiao Mu turned his head coldly, and stared at the king rushing towards him in anger.
Behind the king was a Taoist priest who was about forty years old with a clear temperament. He was dressed in a green robe and looked like a fairy spirit.
Gong Chang'an, wiping his old sweat, followed behind them with small steps. In addition to the king, the crown prince and all the civil and military officials also walked over quickly.
"Qiao Mu has met the king." She saluted lightly, and before the king could speak, Qiao Mu would not wrong herself, and straightened herself up.
"You!" The old king's expression was furious, before he could speak, he saw the prince dodge, and he had already rushed to the princess.
Damn stuff! The king opened his mouth to scold his son, but when he raised his eyes, he saw Empress Zhao walking towards this side with many concubines and noble ladies.
After seeing the ceremony, Zhao Hou said lightly, "The concubine heard that Concubine Zheng just had a miscarriage in Sophora Flower Palace. This is really unfortunate. I saw at the New Year's banquet a while ago that the concubine's sister is quite good. The matter is so sudden, I am afraid there is something strange about it."
The king exploded in an instant like a firecracker being lit.
When he received the news just now, he was not calm anymore. He was so old, he just disappeared so inexplicably, why not make him angry?
If it hadn't been for losing his mind due to anger, it would have been impossible to get up directly, and with all the civil and military officials, he came angrily to settle accounts with the Crown Princess!
Now the son has made it clear that he is standing firm, and has gone to his wife's side. With so many people present, His Majesty was a little bit hard to get off.
"Daoist Daoist, tell me." The king said coldly with the corners of his lips hanging down.
It was the immortal Taoist priest who took a step forward, glanced at Qiao Mu strangely, and then said indifferently, "Poverty Dao calculates that there is a fierce aura in the southeast direction, rushing straight to the sky, transforming The evil is the blade, cutting towards the direction of the Sophora Flower Palace. I just reminded the king that this evil spirit may be harmful to the unborn heirs of the king in recent years..."
Daoist Daoyu shook his head and sighed, "I didn't expect the news of my empress' miscarriage to come so soon."
Mo Lian sneered, "This Taoist priest, in this way, you are still a person who can calculate your fate. Why don't you calculate for Gu, what is Gu's fortune this month? If the calculation is even slightly wrong, Gu I want your dog's life."
"Prince!" The king yelled angrily, he did not expect the prince to be so disrespectful to Daoist Daoist in front of all the officials.
Although Daoist Daoist entered the palace for less than ten days, his calculations are accurate every time, and he can also provide the elder king with pills to relieve physical stress. The elder king only thinks that pills are better than the physical strength pills provided by the Patriarch of the Qin Mansion. After taking it, the whole person really feels more energetic, and has the strength to do everything.
His Majesty was a little displeased that the crown prince treated Daoist Daoist like this.
However, Crown Prince Mo didn't give the Taoist priest any face at all, "Back off! Any hostile aura is nothing but fiction. If you dare to disrespect the lonely crown princess, I guarantee that the king will not be able to save your life."
"Prince!" The king was really angry this time.
Is the son, a wife-protecting madman, a bit too much? In front of so many civil and military officials, the old man was so ashamed, he was so mad.
Zhao Hou quickly stepped forward and grabbed her son's sleeve, and tried to comfort her, "Prince, how can you talk to father and king like that."