The reborn general girl is the emperor

Chapter 57
"Yes." An Ning replied.

The emperor turned around, looked at An Ning who was kneeling in the mess, and asked again: "The queen said that the person who administered the medicine was ordered by King Su?"

An Ning was silent for a while, and said: "People are judged by slaves. That person... I have seen it before, and it is indeed a nail in Su Wang's mansion. You were weak a few days ago, and I dare not let this disturb your recuperation, so I have not I spoke."

After the words fell, the Xinde Hall fell into a moment of silence, and only the emperor's heavy and restrained breathing could be heard throughout the hall.

An Ning listened to the emperor walking back and forth in the hall with bare feet, and heard the crisp sound of various porcelain and jade being smashed.

Crouching on the ground, An Ning tried hard to reduce her sense of existence, but her heart was surprisingly calm, only her heart beating wildly instinctively.

He didn't know if the emperor would draw his sword and cut off his head in the next moment.

He is waiting.

When he told about Su Wang's murder of his relatives, it was destined that he would no longer be tolerated by Wen Zhemao.

If the emperor still couldn't let go of King Su, the heir whom he cultivated with all his heart, then he, the "Duan Wang Party" who knew about King Su's scandal, would definitely not be able to live!

The "crackling" and falling things in the Xinde Palace disappeared, and the emperor did not draw his sword and chopped off An Ning's head.

An Ning breathed a sigh of relief.

"Change clothes for me."

After venting, the emperor seemed to have extinguished his anger, and regained his former composure, only his tone was slightly deeper.

An Ning got up quickly, not daring to use other people's hands to change the emperor's clothes in person, but kept her head down, not daring to raise her eyes to observe the emperor's expression.

After leaving the Xinde Hall, An Ning led the emperor's sedan chair straight to the dark prison where the slaves were held in the palace.

Outside the palace, Wen Zhemao sat for the whole afternoon, until he heard the eunuch in the palace saying that the emperor had summoned him, and then he moved his seat.

"Your father-in-law knows that the emperor suddenly summoned the king, why?"

On the way to the palace, Wen Zhemao asked the eunuch who sent the message.

The messenger dodged his eyes, shook his head again and again, and only said: "I am just a messenger, and I don't know anything else, so don't be embarrassing for His Highness King Su."

Wen Zhemao tugged at the eyes of the eunuch who sent the message, and looked away inadvertently, and asked inadvertently, "Is your father very angry?"

The little eunuch lowered his head, his eyes rolled quickly in their sockets.

Wen Zhemao asked again.

The little eunuch didn't dare to offend Wen Zhemao, so he could only whisper: "Yes..."

After a pause, the little eunuch carefully glanced at Wen Zhemao's expression, and added flatteringly, "The Holy Majesty lost his temper with Eunuch An...Even outside the hall, the sound of the Holy Majesty's anger can be heard."

"Oh?"

Wen Zhemao turned his eyes back, staring at the timid little eunuch, "What did the emperor say?"

The little eunuch looked into Wen Zhemao's eyes, swallowed his saliva, and stammered: "Slave... I didn't hear clearly..."

After finishing speaking, the little eunuch didn't dare to speak again, turned his head away, and only dared to sneak a peek at Wen Zhemao's movements carefully from the corner of his eye.

And Wen Zhemao just looked up and down the little eunuch, then looked away, and stopped talking.

The little eunuch breathed a sigh of relief.

After entering the palace and getting off the carriage, the little eunuch led Wen Zhemao to the Xinde Hall, but when he was about to arrive at the Xinde Hall, an eunuch walked up to him.

The eunuch bowed to Wen Zhemao and lowered his head to send a message: "His Royal Highness King Su, Your Majesty is waiting for you in Yushu Palace."

Wen Zhemao paused, but did not leave immediately, but instead explored the person in front of him: "Which temple are you from?"

"Replying to Your Highness, I have just been transferred to Xinde Palace." The eunuch replied.

Wen Zhemao's eyes slightly opened, covered the darkness in his eyes, and smiled gently: "What's your name? Which hall did you work for? How did you get transferred to Xinde Hall?"

"My slave's name is Angui, and your name is Nu Xiaoguizi."

An Gui replied respectfully, but did not reply to Wen Zhemao's last words, but urged, "Your Highness, don't keep the Holy Majesty waiting for a long time."

Hearing this, the corners of Wen Zhemao's lips twitched slightly, and a gloomy look flashed across his eyes, but he smiled and said softly: "That's right."

On the way to Yushu Hall, Wen Zhemao walked slowly, talking to An Gui without saying a word: "Father is not in poor health, why did you call me to Yushu Hall?"

Angui replied nonchalantly, "I don't know."

Wen Zhemao's eyes flickered slightly, as if feeling emotional or nostalgic: "When my mother and concubine were still there, my father liked to go to Yushu Hall to listen to my mother and concubine playing the pipa. I still remember when I was five years old, there was a magnolia tree in Yushu Hall. Next, the mother and concubine played the music for the father, and the father hugged me to test my homework. I don't know if the magnolia tree outside the Yushu Hall has been neglected for a long time, and it is still there."

Angui remained silent.

Wen Zhemao glanced at An Gui, and said again: "Your surname is also An, but you are the godson of Father An Ning?"

Angui stopped, turned around under Wen Zhemao's gaze, still lowered his head: "Your Highness, Yushu Hall has arrived."

Wen Zhemao raised his head, and the branches of the magnolia tree were sticking out of the wall. They were bare, and not a single yellow leaf hung on them.

Below it, the eaves covered by glazed tiles and the vermilion lacquered palace gate are as bright as ever.

"Your Highness, Your Majesty is waiting for you in the hall."

Wen Zhemao looked away, caught a glimpse of An Gui who was keeping his head down without making a single mistake, and stepped into the palace gate.

Yushu Hall is the main hall of Wangchun Palace located in the southeast corner of the Harem.

Wangchun is another name for Magnolia.

There is the word Shulan in the name of the mother and concubine, so the father rewarded the Wangchun Palace.

Looking at the magnolia tree branches that can cover most of the courtyard in the pavilion, Wen Zhemao raised his hand and grabbed a leaf that would not fall, put it in his sleeve, and walked straight towards Yushu Hall without staying.

The door of Yushu Hall was wide open, An Ning was waiting under the steps in front of the hall.

Seeing Wen Zhemao arrived, An Ning greeted him.

With a glance, Wen Zhemao saw the bloodstains on An Ning's face cut by the broken porcelain.

The bloodstains were dark red, especially obvious on An Ning's fairer face.

As soon as Wen Zhemao opened his mouth, before he could speak, An Ning lowered his head and urged: "Your Highness, Your Majesty has been waiting for you for a long time."

Hearing An Ning's slightly hoarse voice, Wen Zhemao stared down at An Ning, but unexpectedly found that there was a circle of purple-red strangle marks on his neck, which he was trying to hide in his clothes.

With just one glance, Wen Zhemao recognized the mark, lowered his eyes to his knuckles, and measured the length of his knuckles with his eyes.

Holding the stalk of the residual leaf in his hand, Wen Zhemao's eyes fell on the wide open palace door, and he sighed faintly: "It seems that Father is really angry today."

After the words fell, Wen Zhemao moved. An Ning thought that he was finally going into the palace, and was about to follow, but saw Wen Zhemao turned his feet and stopped facing her.

An Ning held Fuchen's hand tightly, and then heard Wen Zhemao say in a gentle voice: "Eunuch An, tell me, why do you have to hand over state affairs to the third younger brother? Since the Li family and I were involved in a scandal, why bother to pretend to be benevolent and righteous? This king is dereliction of duty?"

The two questions in succession made An Ning feel like a drum beating, with all kinds of guesses in his mind, but he pretended to be deaf and dumb, and only urged: "Your Highness, the Holy Majesty is still waiting for you."

Wen Zhemao stared at An Ning for a moment, finally closed his eyes, let go of the leaf in his hand, turned around and looked at the wide open door of the palace, and stepped up the steps.

An Ning followed closely behind.

The broken leaves were blown around by the wind brought by An Ning's haste, and they were abruptly placed on the spotless white jade stone, but no one paid attention.

The gate of Yushu Hall was closed after Wen Zhemao entered the hall.

An Ning stood guard at the door.

(End of this chapter)