She favors the Sixth Palace again

Chapter 100 Misunderstanding
"Your Majesty is here." The Queen Mother was sitting quietly on the futon, reciting sutras with her eyes closed, and holding a handful of small-leaf red sandalwood beads in her hand.

"Is the Queen Mother okay?" Ning Zhao looked past the Queen Mother and landed on Yun Yuwei behind her.

Yun Yuwei also sat cross-legged on the futon, seeming a little tired.

The Queen Mother slowly opened her eyes, looked at Ning Zhao, and showed a slightly sarcastic smile: "How is the Ai family? Isn't it a matter of your Majesty's words?"

"What does the Queen mean by this?" Ning Zhao looked hurt, "As soon as I heard that King Annan was so bold that he took the Queen away and went up the mountain, I immediately led people to rush over. I was afraid that the Queen would make any mistakes."

"Is this all your Majesty has heard?" The Queen Mother sneered, "I'm afraid there are others."

The concern and anxiety on Ning Zhao's face faded little by little, and finally, he faced the Queen Mother expressionlessly.

The Queen Mother is not afraid of him - it's a joke, Ning Zhao is the emperor who supported her to the throne, and he should be respectful and filial to her, but how dare he be so ambitious!

"Mother," Ning Zhao chuckled, "my ears and eyes are blocked, and I don't know what my mother means. Why don't you explain it to me?"

The Queen Mother still sneered: "What happened today was probably a trap you set for King Annan."

"The Queen misses me so much!" Ning Zhao was shocked, and then said hurt, "Did I force King Annan to enter the capital? Did I force him to kidnap the Queen? Could it be..."

"Shut up!" the Queen Mother immediately stopped.

Ning Zhao looked at her in disbelief: "Queen Mother, at this point, do you still want to protect King Annan?"

The Queen Mother was shocked.

"I have worked so hard and put all the blame on King Annan. Isn't that enough for my mother to see my filial piety?" Ning Zhao took a step forward, "Does my mother have to sacrifice my father's life for the sake of King Annan?" Aren’t heroic spirits allowed to rest in heaven? Are the officials outside looking at the joke?!”

"That's nonsense!" The Queen Mother suddenly understood what Ning Zhao wanted to do.

Po Tian's shit basin was directly placed on her head, and the Queen Mother began to regret it.

"Mother," Ning Zhao touched his heart with his hand, his face pale, "I forgive my son for not being like this. A son must be filial to his mother, but he cannot be sorry for his father."

"All the blame today lies with King Annan," Ning Zhao suddenly raised his head, his eyes like sharp arrows, passing by the Queen Mother, and then fell on Yun Yuwei, "Concubine Liang, do you understand?"

Yun Yuweicheng knelt down on the futon in fear: "I understand."

"Very good." Ning Zhao waved his sleeves and left, "That's good!"

Several veterans waiting at the entrance of Qinqin Temple looked at each other.

The next moment, Ning Zhao strode out.

The veterans immediately dispersed and looked at their noses and minds - although Emperor Hengchang was young and had just come to power, he could usually listen to the words of his group of veterans; but things had different consequences, and the Queen Mother looked like she was wearing a cuckold. It was the late emperor's fault. Even the biological mother and son could not be separated from each other, not to mention that Emperor Hengchang and the Queen Mother were not biological.

Seeing that the old ministers were sleeping well, Ning Zhao's murderous eyes fell on King Annan, who was still tied to the side.

He snorted coldly.

Before anyone could react, Ning Zhao reached out and pulled out the sword from Qin Zhen's waist, and placed it on King Annan's neck.

"Yang Shengping," Ning Zhao's hand trembled slightly, probably out of anger, leaving a trace of blood on King Annan's neck in an instant, "you are so brave!"

"His Majesty!"

Several veterans suddenly trembled and almost knelt down.

"The sword has no eyes," King Annan looked at the frail and handsome man in front of him and showed a slightly mocking smile, "Your Majesty, please don't hurt yourself."

Such "good intentions" made Ning Zhao even more angry. The sword in his hand moved closer to King Annan's neck, and blood flowed down the sword's edge.

"I don't understand martial arts," Ning Zhao sneered, "I can't hold the sword steadily." "Your Majesty, please give the sword to me," Qin Zhen said.

"Your Majesty, there must be a misunderstanding. Your Majesty, please don't be impulsive."

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

……

King Annan looked at the several veteran ministers who had worked so hard with a smile. The wound on his neck felt hot pain, but for a man like him who had narrowly escaped death on the battlefield, this small injury was nothing.

This stupid emperor!
Even though he couldn't move his whole body, King Annan was still as relaxed as if he really came to offer incense.

"Your Majesty," he said with a smile, "I just came to Beijing to celebrate. When passing by here, I remembered that the Inspiration Temple here is very efficacious, so I came here to light the incense stick for Your Majesty."

His eyes lingered on Ning Zhao wantonly, not afraid that Ning Zhao would actually kill him with a sword in anger.

"Your Majesty still has no heirs. I am worried about your Majesty." King Annan said.

He looked at Emperor Hengchang, who looked like a good girl with red lips, white teeth and white face. If he didn't wear a dragon robe and a crown on his head, he wouldn't be able to tell at a glance whether he was a boy or a girl.

Why would such a frail and beautiful woman want to sit in such a cold high place?
It is still suitable to be raised and loved well.

King Annan looked at Ning Zhao with an even more wild look.

Ning Zhao was very familiar with this kind of gaze, and he hated it more and more. He turned his hand over, and murderous intent arose.

"Your Majesty." Qin Zhen, with quick eyes and quick hands, held down his sword.

Everyone present knew that even if Emperor Hengchang was unwilling, he could not kill King Annan today.

It is easy to kill someone, even if that person is Yang Shengping.

But what was difficult was the forces in the southeast behind King Annan.

Over the years, Yang Shengping has controlled Southeast like an iron barrel, and it would be easy to kill him. But at this time, no one in the court can replace Yang Shengping to appease Southeast and suppress the forces entangled behind him.

"Your Majesty," King Annan said with a smile, "I just happened to meet the Queen Mother offering incense at the Inspiration Temple today, and Your Majesty is too angry."

"It's time for Your Majesty to take care of the women in the harem." Thinking of the noisy imperial concubine, King Annan smiled and said, "Women still have to regard their husbands as their top priority. What's more, Your Majesty is not only a husband but also a king. However, she speaks arrogantly and does not know the rules. He is decent, and there is a young man accompanying him... Tsk, Your Majesty..."

King Annan became more and more meaningful.

Ning Zhao slowly moved the sword away from King Annan's neck, looked at the thick blood stain, and then sneered: "My woman, don't worry about King Annan. King Annan better not to take it too seriously." People, everyone looks black."

The next moment, he slashed at King Annan with his sword.

"His Majesty!"

The veterans almost rushed forward to block the sword.

"What are you talking about?" Ning Zhao said coldly.

The sharp sword that was as sharp as iron cut through the rope. In an instant, King Annan was freed from the shackles of the rope. The rope broke into several sections and fell to the ground.

The veterans were all relieved and finally relaxed.

"Since it was a misunderstanding," Ning Zhao casually threw the sword back to Qin Zhen and sneered, "Qin Aiqing, I will leave it to you to take care of the prince. In the coming days, Qin Aiqing will entertain the prince well for me!"

(End of this chapter)