Your Majesty, the Emperor is playing your cards again!

Chapter 306 Everlasting Regret Cantabile
Xia Baozheng's heart was shaken as she looked at the sad and weeping King Nan'an.

In just a few sentences, she seemed to have read a tragic novel.

The family and country are thousands of miles away, the mountains are like snow, the troubled times are frightening, and the half life is prosperous. After all, she and him have a deep love and a long-lasting hatred.

Raising his hand, he picked up half a wisp of incense on his fingertips and passed it in front of King Nan'an's breath.

King Nan'an, who was crying so much that he couldn't help himself one second, closed his eyes and fell asleep the next second.

Xia Baozheng straightened the sleeping King of Nan'an, then looked at the motionless ice sculpture emperor, and said in a low voice, "Your Majesty, it is not suitable to stay here for a long time."

Now that it has been determined that this white jade beauty sculpture indeed belongs to King Nan'an, it is time to remove it.

Jun Feiliang put away his emotions and nodded slightly. The two of them walked out of the study and closed the door behind them.

Because King Nan'an has been stationed in the south for many years, there are not many servants in the palace of the capital. The people serving him now are some old servants.

The old servants recognized the emperor and when they saw him coming out, they knelt down and kowtowed from a distance, not even noticing that King Nan'an was not accompanying him.

The two of them walked to the front yard and saw Prince Nan'an there.

When Xia Baozheng saw him, she couldn't help but take a closer look.

King Nan'an said that he had never done anything to feel sorry for Hua'er, and he wanted to keep his integrity like jade and go to see Hua'er cleanly. So, the prince of Nan'an was not King Nan'an's biological son at all?
This King of Nan'an is also a talented person, and he is actually willing to help others raise their son despite being a cuckold.

While Princess Nan'an was still worshiping the Buddha at the Great Buddha Temple, King Nan'an didn't show any signs of being anxious. He didn't come to ask the emperor to let her come back at all, as if he had forgotten that there was such a person.

It can be seen that Princess Nan'an and Prince Nan'an are dispensable people to King Nan'an, and their importance is probably not as important as a sculpture.

When the sculpture disappeared, King Nan'an went crazy and searched for it at Yanshan Palace. For a moment, I didn’t know whether to say that this king was ruthless or passionate!
Prince Nan'an stared at Xia Baozheng like a poisonous snake. When the two of them approached, he had to lower his eyes and salute.

Jun Feiliang didn't even dare to look at him, and walked out without stopping.

Xia Baozheng said with concern, "If the prince falls like this, there is no need to send him away. He can go back to rest and recuperate."

The fists under Prince Nan'an's sleeves clenched loudly.

The mother-in-law is still trapped in the Great Buddha Temple because of this little bitch, and he is also injured like this because of this little bitch. One day, he will tear this little bitch apart and insert her bones into her belly, making her life worse than death. !
Jun Feiliang seemed to sense his dark hatred and turned to look at him.

The extremely calm eyes were like two extreme sharp edges, as if they opened his heart in an instant and saw through what he was thinking.

Prince Nan'an suddenly felt the weight of Mount Tai, his breathing was stagnant, and he bent down more and more to see the emperor off.

Jun Feiliang withdrew his eyes, took Xia Baozheng's small hand with his big hand, and led her away from Nan'an Palace.

The streets outside were crowded and noisy, but it still couldn't dispel the coldness in his heart.

Thinking of his mother's lonely, sad and desolate look before she died, it felt like a hole was broken in his heart, and the cold wind mixed with ice particles roared through his chest, creating an endless desolation.

Xia Baozheng felt his coldness and depression, squeezed his big hand with her small hands, and whispered. "How about I take the emperor somewhere?"

Jun Feiliang's eyes were filled with silence, and he responded indifferently, "Yeah."

"Then let's go."

Xia Baozheng immediately took the emperor's hand and walked towards the bustling city.