Jiaohua

Compared to his previous two sudden outbursts of yelling, he pronounced the word "Lu Mingfeng" full of despondency and even a hint of sadness.

Everyone didn't know what was written on the book, what the emperor saw, and what mood he was in when he read Lu Mingfeng's name, the king's heart became more and more unpredictable.

Suddenly, Li Ju let out a long sigh, shook his head, and closed the book.

"The emperor..." Bao Chengle looked at him.

"Let's all back down." Li Yue said, still in the same dejected tone.

Bao Chengle was taken aback, and Yu Shiling, who was kneeling near Li Ju, was also taken aback.

"Everyone back down." Li Ju repeated.

Yu Shiling couldn't wish for it, his old bones can kneel enough.

With Wei Yaojun's support, Yu Shiling stumbled to his feet. Suddenly, Li Ju raised his eyelids and looked at him. Yu Shiling was so frightened that he almost knelt back.

"Emperor, Your Majesty." Yu Shiling said.

"That Yu Chuancai, you should take care of it," Li Ju said lightly, "I still have a lot of things to do."

Yu Shiling's face was pale, and he responded, "Yes, Your Majesty."

"Let's all step back." Li Judao.

The inner hall quickly became deserted, Li Ju lay down on the desk tiredly, and several servants stood aside with their heads bowed, not daring to speak.

The thunderstorm outside suddenly intensified, the black clouds descended heavily, and the visibility of the entire Yanguang Hall became extremely low.

Li Ju raised his body, looked at the books on the desk, and suddenly said, "Wait for me to change my clothes."

The eunuchs of the servants thought they heard it wrong, and looked at him in surprise.

After a pause, a father-in-law was the first to respond: "Yes, Your Majesty."

After Bao Chengle left Yanguang Hall, he went directly to the Political Affairs Hall where Zhongshu introspected.

In the resting place behind the political affairs hall, he sat on the soft couch with a dazed expression, and the teacup in his hand changed from hot to cold, and he still maintained this expression, motionless.

At noon, the news that he fought with Tianrongwei in Jilaifang last night spread completely, and the political affairs hall exploded. All the ministers in the political affairs hall came to ask him what happened.

Bao Chengle closed his eyes and leaned back in his chair, ignoring anyone.

Not long after, he, who hadn't closed his eyes all night, started snoring.

Those who can enter the political affairs hall are not high-ranking ministers, and everyone looks at each other with anxiety on their brows.

It's not a small matter to eat melons, and I'm afraid that if I'm not careful, I'll take my own wealth and life.

There are already too many people who have been involved in the vortex for various inexplicable and trivial things these years.

Half an hour later, the thunderstorm outside the house finally calmed down.

Tired ministers came out to get some fresh air, and stood under the verandah watching the strings of water droplets roll down.

Halfway through the chanting, a small worker outside ran over in a panic: "It's not good, it's not good!"

The oldest official frowned and said, "Why are you panicking? Tell me slowly."

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty has gone to Wende Palace!" Xiao Zheng shouted.

The minister's complexion changed: "What?!"

"Already, it was already two quarters of an hour ago!" Xiao Zheng cried.

An old minister's knees softened and he almost fell to the ground.

Everyone hastened to support him: "Old Wang!"

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty finally remembered to treat the Empress..." the old minister murmured, "No, Your Majesty, no!"

In the corner, a medium-sized official passed by holding a handful of books. His eyes rolled, and then he turned around and ran towards the courtyard behind the Zhengshitang.

At the same time, Bao Chengle, who hadn't slept for long in the lobby, opened his eyes from his dream, breaking out in a cold sweat.

The wind between heaven and earth is getting stronger and stronger. Although the thunderstorm has calmed down, a new storm seems to have just begun.

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Bonaventure Palace.

All the guards knelt down when they saw Emperor Xuanyan appear.

The rain-filled ground instantly made their knees numb from the cold. Emperor Xuanyan had said that he was flat, but they were still kneeling.

Everyone lowered their heads, maintained the same posture, and remained motionless. No one dared to look up into the emperor's eyes.

Li Ju frowned, looked at them coldly, and then raised his eyes to the main hall of Wende Palace.

When the cold wind blew, he asked people to remove the canopy and silk umbrella. Those winds hit him, which was refreshing that he had never felt for a long time.

He likes the feeling of the clearness of the world, but at this moment, it is also this kind of "clearness", with a deep chill, running from his heels to the back of his head.

The wind was getting stronger and stronger, and the accumulated water on the ground was brought up in circles and ripples. The straight road under Li Ju's feet was on a slightly higher terrain, but the soles of his shoes were still soaked.

With his hands behind his back, his out-of-shape figure was hidden under the dragon robe, and his bright yellow body was particularly dazzling.

"Your Majesty," said the servant, "this old servant is lying on the ground, please step on his back."

Li Ju didn't speak, he looked at the closed door of Wende Palace, his eyes became more and more fierce.

Suddenly, he said, "Xuanzhen is here."

The servant eunuch responded, tried his best to straighten his hunched body, and shouted loudly: "The emperor is here!"

All the guards bowed their heads and knelt, motionless.

The door of Wende Palace was tightly closed, motionless.

The servant's father-in-law looked at Li Ju, and raised his voice even louder: "The emperor is here!!"

The wind was blowing, the plants and trees in Wende Palace were swaying, and the closed palace door was still closed.

Li Ju suddenly raised his foot and walked quickly towards the main hall.

The eunuchs on both sides hurriedly followed, and a group of people followed Li Shi with small but extremely fast steps.

The huge palace door was pushed open by Li Ju, and the sound roared, inexplicably feeling ancient and distant.

The main hall was spotless, exaggeratedly clean, without any breath of life.

Li Ju looked around and stepped into the palace gate.

The servants and eunuchs followed, and the eunuch who had spoken just now tremblingly shouted: "Emperor, empress, the emperor is here..."

An eunuch with a sharp nose sniffed it, and said in a low voice, "What kind of smell is this..."

He turned his head, looked at the open study in the inner hall, and suddenly widened his eyes: "Your Majesty!!"

Emperor Xuanyan turned his head to look, and his eyes were also rounded.

Two female corpses were lying on the ground with their hands folded and held in front of their abdomens.

One was wearing the uniform of Empress Nangong, and the other was obviously Nianhe.

The two female corpses were almost rotten, their hair and nails were peeling off, the liquid tissue hadn't dried out, and the bones were almost completely exposed to the air.

Everyone was dumbfounded. An elderly father-in-law didn't stop, and knelt down on the ground with a plop.

Others covered their faces and began to cry.

Li Ju stared blankly at the "Empress Nangong" on the ground, such astonishment had never appeared on his face.

Suddenly, the sound of cold weapons and bright fronts sounded in unison outside.

The servants and eunuchs closest to Li Ju rushed to protect him immediately.

All the guards raised their weapons at the same time and stabbed hard at their necks.