After deciding that he wanted to follow him, Li Xiaomo could not abandon him knowing that he was in danger.
Xigel thought for a long time, knowing how stubborn this little woman was, and sighed softly in his heart, "Get in the car!"
Since this woman is the princess recognized by Mo Sen, she should be able to see clearly the dangerous struggle in the palace!
After getting in the car and entering the palace smoothly, Li Xiaomo understood how dangerous the situation was when looking at the frowning expression on Xi Jier's face, who liked to smile playfully.
She was taken outside a conference hall.
Xijel paused, turned around and told her: "His Royal Highness Mo Sen is inside with the king to fight against Mo Yu's provocation. There are still many ministers inside, so you can't go in. Just stay there obediently."
Wait here for us to come out, you know? If you find that the situation is not right, you have to find a place to hide quickly and don't let yourself get hurt, you know?"
"I know, I will sit here and wait obediently, not going anywhere." Li Xiaomo nodded firmly, "Don't worry about me, you also go in and help Mo Sen! Please!"
Higel nodded slightly and walked away.
Li Xiaomo watched intently as he pushed open the two-meter-high carved door, and a chilling aura floated out from inside.
Li Xiaomo couldn't help but shiver.
Just sitting outside the conference hall gave me such a chilling feeling. You can imagine how tense the atmosphere inside was.
Indeed, the atmosphere in the conference hall, which accommodated more than two hundred people, was tense.
The addition of Higel further condensed the atmosphere.
The man who looked familiar to Mawson glared at Higel fiercely, "Prince Higel, we have been having a meeting all day. Are you delaying time by coming so late?"
"Do I need to delay?" Higel bowed to the king who was sitting on the throne, "Your Majesty the King, I have already brought the information you want!"
With that said, he handed the document in his hand to the expressionless soldier and asked him to send it to the king.
The king's cold eyes became even colder after reading the information.
He looked at the man who was glaring at Xi Jie expressionlessly, "Mo Yu, you said that everything you did was perfect, so let me ask you, how did you do with the investment that the royal family was represented by you last year?"
Prince Mo Yu's eyes dodge for a moment, but he quickly regained his composure, "I have already told you about my agency investment last year. I helped the royal family make a net profit of 20 billion. Haven't you seen this account before?
Yet?"
"Then, what if the account you gave me is false?" The king's tone was stern.
"Impossible, the account I gave you is absolutely correct. If you don't believe it, ask someone to check it!" Mo Yu clenched his fists, "Father, aren't we discussing whether Prince Mosen is qualified to be the heir?
Did you suddenly bring the question here to favor him and change the subject?"
He raised his head defiantly and said, "Ministers sitting here, all raise their hands in the same gesture. Whoever thinks Prince Moson is still qualified to inherit the throne after destroying the traditions of our royal family for thousands of centuries should raise his hands."
Come."
He glanced sharply at everyone's faces, and his face was full of warnings - if anyone dares to raise their hands, they will wait to go home and collect the bodies of your wives and children!
Mohsen looked at the obedient ministers coldly, and finally his eyes fell on Harry Nur, who had the same sinister expression.