Back on my wedding night, my husband sent me to the nine-thousand-year-old bed

Yanci sat on the carriage heading to the palace, playing with the beads on his wrist.

Thinking of Weanwan's charming appearance lying among the cloth just now, with the ends of her eyes slightly red, he raised the corners of his mouth slightly.

Being jealous is a good thing, it proves that Hanhan cares about him.

However, the person who makes Huanyuan unhappy deserves to die!

After a while, he may be able to regain his identity, and once this identity is restored, there will be a lot of troubles to come.

It's his fault that Huanwan is not practical.

It's because he didn't give her enough sense of security.

Therefore, you must be prepared to deal with any troubles that may arise after restoring your identity.

By the time the carriage arrived at the palace gate, the banquets who stepped off the carriage had already changed their faces.

"I've met the Governor!"

The guards at the door knelt down and saluted, and walked in with their speeches. The corners of the flying fish uniforms undulated with the vermilion official boots.

The eunuch Cheng Feng walked up to him. He cupped his hands and said, "The Governor, Taifu Lu and several senior ministers insist on meeting His Majesty. They can't stop them no matter what. Now they are all outside His Majesty's palace."

Taifu Lu and several other senior ministers were all pure ministers. They never participated in the prince's bid for the throne and only thought about the welfare of the Zhou Dynasty.

Now the accidental murder of the Seventh Prince has not been resolved, and it is also heard that the Ninth Prince has been imprisoned, and His Majesty is seriously ill and cannot go to court.

Naturally, these pure ministers couldn't sit still and wanted to go into the palace to see the saint to see what was going on.

That's why the palace sent an urgent message to Yan Ci, hoping that he would come and deal with the matter.

The tip of Yan Ci's tongue touched the roof of his mouth lightly, "My Huan Huan really knows things like a god."

Cheng Feng was a little confused. He didn't know how the governor could be so good and praised Princess Gu Lun. What does this matter have to do with Princess Gu Lun?

He had many doubts in his mind, but he didn't dare.

Yanci said: "How about Xiao Jingan's side?"

"Back to the Governor, His Highness Ninth Prince has been silent all day. He seems to be deeply shocked."

"What about Lin?"

"Concubine Lin is very unstable in the cold palace. She keeps saying it's impossible, and she even hurts the maid serving her. She looks crazy."

Yan Ci understood, and Lin Meiran was probably still wondering until now. She had clearly used a blood transfusion technique on her son, and had also verified it. How could the two drops of blood be incompatible?

Even if she wanted to break her head, she would not know that there was something wrong with the emperor's blood.

However, it would be better to let her enter the coffin with this kind of confusion and doubts.

Cheng Feng looked at the banquet and frowned, "Commander, do you want to add more manpower to guard the Ninth Prince?"

"No need to increase, reduce some manpower, and at the same time let out some news, the emperor is going to be in trouble."

If the emperor is not good, many people will lose their minds.

In this way, someone will take the risk and rescue Jamel Xiao.

Lou Xiao, who was previously imprisoned in the death row of Dali Temple, has been disabled in martial arts and is suitable for use as fishing bait.

Xiao Jingan, you have to work hard and let the people of Daliang return to the country in advance!

By the way, there is still a strong dose of medicine missing.

The banquet had already reached the emperor's palace, and when he saw the minister kneeling down, the corners of his mouth curved in an indifferent manner.

"Go and reveal to Xiao Jingan the news that Concubine Lin committed suicide in the cold palace."

"Yes."

Yan Ci walked over and chuckled before he arrived, "Isn't this Mr. Lu? It's getting dark today. If you don't have a good rest in the palace, what are you doing before you come to His Majesty's palace?"

Lu Boyuan is seventy years old this year, his hair is gray and his steps are unsteady, but he still straightens his shoulders and looks at the banquet speech with disgust.

The people that these old loyal ministers in the imperial court hate the most are not the Seventh Prince Party and the Ninth Prince Party, but the ruthless and powerful Nine Thousand Years Old Banquet!

Seeing Taifu Lu's angry face and his displeasure and inability to kill him, Yan Ci was filled with emotion.

In the future, Taifu Lu found out that the student he valued most in the past had now become the person he hated the most. He didn't know if the old man would be shocked and fainted.

Facing Yan Ci's half-smiling face, Taifu Lu said coldly: "Yan Ci, what is wrong with your Majesty? Why don't you let us see your Majesty? What are your intentions!"

The corners of Yanci's eyebrows were raised slightly, and he had a harmless fake smile on his face, but the curve of the corners of his mouth was cold.

"Taifu Lu, what you said is a bit unfair to Yan. First of all, the hospital should have told you what kind of illness His Majesty has. If you don't believe it, how can you blame me? As for why I don't let you see His Majesty. , This is an even greater injustice to me, His Majesty is obviously in poor health, upset and doesn’t want to see anyone."

Taifu Lu rolled his sleeves and said: "Don't say these high-sounding words during the banquet! This palace is full of eunuchs and blood-clothed guards, who are not taking orders from you!"

"Taifu Lu is so angry. What you said is even more wrong. Whether it is the internal prison, the blood-clothed guards, or every minister here, including me, we all obey His Majesty's orders. In this way, if everyone insists on If I see His Majesty, I will go in and ask for His Majesty’s instructions.”

Taifu Lu had been holding back his anger, but seeing His Majesty was the most important thing now.

The banquet entered the emperor's palace, and the ambergris in the room burned much stronger than before, because only in this way, the strong smell of blood could be covered up.

The emperor just vomited blood again. He was in really bad condition and felt groggy. He might only feel better when he fell asleep.

Hearing the noise outside, he said angrily: "Ahem, who is it, who is making noise outside!?"

The banquet said with cupped hands: "Your Majesty, it's Taifu Lu and others who are really worried about your dragon body and want to see you."

The emperor was stunned for a moment, and he said weakly: "So that's it. Mr. Lu and others are loyal. Ahem, for the banquet, please only let Mr. Lu in when you go, and don't let anyone else in. It's too noisy."

"Yes."

Yan Ci put his hands in his hands and walked out, saying to Taifu Lu: "Your Majesty has just woken up and wants to announce your presence. However, if you are the only one here, too many people will disturb His Majesty."

Several other people looked nervous, "Master Lu? This..."

Taifu Lu raised his hand slightly, "My lords, please be patient and wait for me here. I will go in to see Your Majesty and I will come out in a moment."

After all, he was very prestigious. Taifu Lu quickly calmed these people down. He raised his feet and followed Yan Ci inside.

Yan Ci's lips curved slightly, showing a usual fake smile, and he walked beside Taifu Lu.

When the two of them were about to walk in, Yanci suddenly said: "Taifu Lu, I heard that your eldest granddaughter has not died of illness and has returned to Beijing?"

Taifu Lu suddenly staggered!

He looked at the banquet in surprise, trembling all over because of excessive fear!

"In the banquet speech, you, what is your intention of suddenly mentioning my granddaughter Jialan?"