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Chapter 215: Your Majesty, I am a professional mourner!

However, it is not impossible!

This dynasty can be made up, let alone the customs of each country!

"Yes, I will do it now!"

The Imperial Preceptor accepted the order, but immediately afterwards, he became worried again

"Your Majesty, I'm afraid the ministers won't be able to cry over this mourning matter!"

The Imperial Master looked at Ji Mo with embarrassment. After all, Xiao Yi was not their biological father!

What's more, even if Xiao Yi was their biological father, how could they, a dignified official of the imperial court, cry in mourning in the street!

But mourning is also a custom among them in Longyi. The more people cry, the greater the chance that the deceased will ascend to heaven!

Hearing what the Imperial Master said, Ji Mo's brows also wrinkled!

But just at this time, a person who had been quiet for a while began to become active again!

I saw her shrinking in front of Ji Mo and raising her hands, and said with a playful smile: "Your Majesty, look for me, look for me!"

Feng Jingrong couldn’t wait to recommend herself!

Because she knew that if the National Preceptor intervened in this matter, her signing up would mean that she could have more contact with the National Preceptor!

Abacus was thinking in his mind, but it seemed that Ji Mo didn't want to pay attention to her words!

Seeing that Jimo ignored her, she raised her hand shamelessly!

"Your Majesty, come to me. I know how to mourn. I am a professional mourner!"

major?

Professional again!

Ji Mo glanced at her lazily and was about to speak to the Imperial Master when the shameless Queen spoke shamelessly.

"Your Majesty, I know how to make you cry. I am really professional."

What's going on with this foolish king?

Didn't you hear her talking to him?

You know, this is a good opportunity for her to be alone with the handsome national master!

Damn you, you ignored her existence!

"Feng Jingrong, didn't I tell you to stop arguing?"

Ji Mo spoke impatiently, his cold warning eyes scanning Feng Jingrong's excited face!

I really don’t know what is going on in this woman’s head!

She even wanted to be a part of the mourning, and she could still say it so excitedly!

Professional mourning!

Why is she so professional in everything she does!


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