Twin Space: The Evil King Should Never Think of Taking the Throne

On the second day, we went to the Da Chong Zhengde Hall.

The ministers were somewhat apprehensive when they saw the king's gloomy expression, but they still performed their duties diligently. However, Ji Cheng was in a trance because of what he had dreamed last night, and had no intention of handling government affairs.

At this moment, Tong Lu said:

"Your Majesty, the governor of Linhai Town has reported that the king has returned from a long voyage and will arrive in Chunming soon to meet His Majesty."

"King Jing?"

The whole government and the public were in an uproar.

King Jing is Ji Cheng's uncle named Ji Fengzhuo. He was sent to sea the year Ji Cheng ascended the throne, and he has been away for nearly ten years. Now that he has returned to Da Chong, the situation in the court and the country is likely to change.

Ji Cheng raised his eyebrows when he heard this, and his head hurt a little. This uncle was a ruthless character. He had made many troubles for him before he ascended the throne. However, since he was ordered to go to sea, he would eventually come back.

"Uncle Wang informed me before he entered the city. I went to pick him up personally. Also, send someone to clean up Prince Jing's mansion and prepare to welcome the master."

Ji Cheng arranged the matter for King Jing and asked the court officials to leave. Tong Lu saw that everyone was leaving the court and did not leave. Instead, he gave Fulin a look and went to Chaoyang Palace of Ji Cheng.

Fulin felt that the king was a little absent-minded today, and sometimes looked dazed. He thought that Ji Cheng's depression was caused by Concubine Ning's incident, so he invited Tong Lu to come over in advance.

When Ji Cheng saw Tong Lu waiting outside the hall, he didn't say much and let him into the hall directly.

"Is there anything else that I need your instructions on?"

"Your Majesty, I would like to check your pulse."

Tong Lu walked forward, but Ji Cheng looked at him strangely.

"Ping An has an imperial physician. If you are not busy with government affairs, why are you trying to take over the imperial physician's job all day long?"

"This one……"

Tong Lu was somewhat embarrassed by Ji Cheng's question. He looked at Fulin sheepishly and said:

"The ministers are worried about the king's health, so it would be safer for me to take a look at you."

Ji Cheng raised his eyebrows, looked at Tong Lu who looked uncomfortable, then looked at Fulin, and said:

"No matter how good your medical skills are, can they be better than the Medical Immortal Wu Yu?"

Tong Lu was now even more embarrassed. He only knew more about some difficult and complicated diseases than ordinary imperial physicians, and he could not compare with the Medical Immortal of the Poison Valley at all.

"Go down! I am safe."

"Yes."

Tong Lu went down. Fulin looked at Ji Cheng with a worried look on his face, and hesitated several times to speak.

"You go down too!"

"Yes."

Fulin also responded and went down, while Ji Cheng recalled the scenes that appeared in his mind. Those scenes were too real, and he had to think more.

If those scenes were just a dream, then this dream was too real. If it was not a dream, then why did he feel as if he was there, deeply experiencing the strong friendship and heart-wrenching pain.

Suddenly, he stood up, left Chaoyang Palace, and headed for the library. He remembered that he had seen an ancient book that recorded spiritual tools, and some of the content on it might be able to tell him the answer.

The library of the Chongming Palace has a history of hundreds of years and contains many precious books. Ji Cheng eagerly searched in the library, and Fulin and the palace servants who followed him also helped.

Ji Cheng did not leave the library for the whole morning. He remembered that he had seen a book about spiritual tools. The book was very worn and old, and it was a parchment scroll. However, even after searching every corner of the library, he did not find the parchment scroll.

"Has anyone come into the library recently?"

"Your Majesty, the library is a restricted area. Only Your Majesty and Concubine Ning can enter and exit at will. Others are not qualified to browse the books inside."

The manager of the library was shocked to see Ji Cheng was angry, and hurriedly answered Ji Cheng's question. When Ji Cheng heard Concubine Ning, he remembered the source of yesterday's incident.

"Go to Jinxiu Palace."

Ji Cheng left with a flick of his sleeves. The steward was already so frightened that he was sweating all over and collapsed on the ground. The king seemed to be in a bad mood today. He felt that he had saved his life.

In Jinxiu Palace, Wen Ning looked haggard and heartbroken. She didn't expect Chi Ming to come to her, and she didn't expect Ji Cheng to be so heartless.

When Ji Cheng came to Wen Ning, what he saw was a sickly, haggard, and lifeless Wen Ning.

"Ning'er!"

Seeing Wen Ning like this, Ji Cheng thought about what he had done yesterday and felt full of guilt. Wen Ning just sat there, not getting up to greet him, not calling him affectionately, just being silent and indifferent.

"Ning'er, do you want to have a cold war with your cousin?"

Ji Cheng sat next to Wen Ning gently, no longer angry as he was yesterday. He was now eager to know what happened to the things he dreamed about last night, and he no longer cared about his obsession with Wen Ning.

However, Wen Ning did not want to talk to him, as he had already begun to hate his cold-blooded cousin.

"Ning'er, have you seen a parchment scroll in the library recently? It contains some information about spiritual weapons, ancient formations, and metaphysics."

Ji Cheng asked eagerly, while Wen Ning looked up in surprise. She looked at Ji Cheng strangely, as if she was looking at a stranger. Such a big thing happened between them, but he could still come over and ask her if she had seen the parchment scroll as if nothing had happened?

Ji Cheng didn't expect Wen Ning to look at him like that. He was a little stunned for a moment.

"Ning'er! Did you see..."

Wen Ning ignored Ji Cheng, stood up and slowly walked into the bedroom. Ji Cheng was stunned for a moment as he watched Wen Ning walk away. His Ning'er seemed to have changed, and he didn't recognize her anymore.

"Your Majesty, how about we go back to Chaoyang Palace?"

Fulin looked at the subtle changes between the two people and didn't dare to say anything. He went over to persuade Ji Cheng to leave. Because Fulin knew that Concubine Ning was very important in the king's heart, even if Concubine Ning offended the king now, the king would not punish her.

"Fulin, what happened to my Ning'er?"

Ji Cheng looked at Fulin in confusion. Fulin secretly held his forehead and didn't dare to say anything more. What else could it be? Isn't it obvious? The king castrated Ning Fei's lover. It was good enough that Ning Fei didn't fight with the king. It was absolutely impossible for the king to get along with Ning Fei as before.

"What are you mumbling about? Speak!"

"Your Majesty, you just issued an order yesterday to castrate Chi Ming."

boom!

A loud noise exploded in Ji Cheng's mind. How could he have forgotten it? Yesterday, he was so angry that he ordered Chi Ming to be castrated in front of Ning'er. Ning'er must have loved Chi Ming sincerely and had no romantic feelings for him. However, now that the big mistake had been made, what could he do?

"Alas! Forget it. When he recovers from his injury, have him sent to serve in Jinxiu Palace!"

Ji Cheng looked at the bedroom of Jinxiu Palace and left without looking back. From then on, he was no longer Ning'er's most trusted cousin. And the sheepskin scroll would probably never be returned.