Imperial Palace, Imperial Study Room.

Several clan elders gathered together. At this moment, the matters in the cultivation world could not be solved even if they were discussed with the officials in the court. What is needed at this time is a family.

"Is there really no way to solve it? They are forcing me to explain every day. If I don't give a reply, they will unite with the remaining families to attack us." The emperor lost weight and looked exhausted. It was early.

It has lost its charm for several months.

Under the emperor's desk, several clan elders were sitting cross-legged, all with solemn expressions and their eyes closed in silence.

The old man in white robe, the previous plan to ignore the rumors had little effect. Because secretly, it seems that someone has been sabotaging, spreading the news that is not beneficial to the Situ royal family one by one. Even if they want to erase the evidence, some of them cannot be erased.

Lost, for example, Zhanjia, Qi’an Hall!

There was no other way, and finally these people's eyes fell on the old palace man who had kept his eyes closed and said nothing.

That was an elder from a wealthy family, or they would only think of him at this moment.

The emperor was a little reluctant and looked at the rich man, "Big man, do you have any opinions?"

"There was no need to get to where we are today... As long as we expand our power steadily, no one would dare to touch our Situ clan. Why? Why do some people always like to aim high?" The elder of the wealthy clan sighed. If this continues, eventually,

It will only destroy the ten thousand-year foundation of the Situ clan...

The next day, in the courtyard of Qi'an Hall.

The soft early sun rises in the pavilion in the courtyard.

Mo Liancheng was making tea while listening to Zhan Beilie reporting some news.

Qinling didn't say a word to the few people beside him, waiting for tea in silence.

This kind of tea, no, it was brewed by a certain master, but not everyone was qualified to drink it. Therefore, he had been staring attentively, and occasionally listened to the conversation between Zhan Beilie and Mo Liancheng. Also, very seriously...

...and competed for tea with Qu Tan'er! Not only Qin Ling, but also a little guy with big black eyes who kept staring at the tea brewed by a certain master. It was Qu Xiaolin!

One time, Mr. X only cooked three bowls of tea.

There are more than three people here!

Mo Liancheng gently moved his hands and poured the brewed tea into the empty tea bowl next to him.

Just like before, there are only three bowls!

Fortunately, Zhan Beilie was ignorant and had never drunk the tea brewed by Mo Liancheng.

Three hands stretched out to grab the tea!

In the end, the smallest pair of hands just froze in mid-air...

Qu Xiaoru sat quietly aside and watched them grab it.

At this time, Qu Xiaolin pretended to be pitiful and pulled Qu Tan'er's sleeves, looking at Qu Tan'er with almost tearful eyes with big black eyes, "Pretty sister, can't you give this bowl of tea to Lin'er?

I haven’t drank the tea made by Brother Mo today, not even a sip..."

"..." Listen, pity this girl.

Three bowls of freshly cooked dishes from Mo Liancheng!

Qu Tan'er took a bowl, and Qin Ling grabbed a bowl!

Qu Xiaolin didn't dare to take the remaining bowl because it was Mo Liancheng's portion.

The little guy still knows the rules and doesn't dare to touch the last bowl.

But a certain woman held it up, and without even listening to the words, she quickly took a sip, and then said with an innocent and regretful face: "Ah, wait, I just drank and it was stained with saliva. This bowl still belongs to me."

Well, ugh. Next time, remember to grab it faster."

"..." What a shameless guy, how dare a child to cheat?

Qu Tan'er ignored everyone's disdainful glances.
Chapter completed!