Chapter 397
"I'm not afraid, but although we expelled the abolished prince, we are now in a bad name. The most urgent task is to rescue the emperor who has been imprisoned by Nangong Sheng for a long time."

"I know, I'm urging something, but it's not that I won't let the old thing out."

"Then ask General Jamu to rescue the emperor now."

Mu Lu continued to urge, after all, he was only behind the scenes this time, and it was the best policy to let Zham Tielang do all the things on the surface.

What's more, Nangong Sheng and Su Qiqi didn't die either. If something happened in the future, the Mu family could also clear the relationship.

"Okay, okay, I'll go right now."

"Then, General Jamu, don't forget what everyone said before."

"I can't forget, by the way, I said, Lord Mu, you deserve a lot of credit for this matter, so you really don't want any reward?" Zhamu Tielang raised his eyebrows and questioned.

"I'm all for our great national prestige. I don't care about other things. General Zhamu, you are both brave and brave, and the future will be left to you."

Hearing Mu Lu's words, Zhamu Tielang couldn't help but burst into joy, patted Mu Lu's shoulder happily and said, "Prince Mu is worthy of being Prince Mu, open-minded! Wholeheartedly for the country! Very well, that's it, I heard that What is your daughter's name, Mu Xinyue, the long water spirit, let her marry me, I will not be able to treat you Mu family badly in the future."

"Xinyue is young and has a little temper. Give me a few days, and I will convince her to marry General Zhamu." Although he promised, a cold light flashed in Mu Lu's eyes. On the face, even dare to fight his own daughter's idea!

"Okay, then I'll wait for your good news. Seeing that you're so anxious, let's go save the emperor now." Zhamu Tielang straightened his iron helmet and was finally willing to save Nangong.

The Hall of Mental Cultivation in the Imperial Palace was originally the dormitory of the Empress Nangong, but it was also the place where Nangong Sheng imprisoned him.

In the sleeping hall, the beams are made of sandalwood, the crystal jade bi is the lamp, the pearl is the curtain, and the fan gold is the pillar foundation.

Beside the six-foot-wide agarwood bed, there is a trellis tent, which is embroidered with begonia flowers sprinkled with pearls and silver threads.

On the couch, there is a sapphire incense pillow, a soft silkworm ice mat, and a jade belt and a quilt, which is extremely rich and luxurious.

However, all of this, Nangong Ge could only watch in pain, because the Empress Nangong was bound, his hands and feet were soaked in a tank full of leeches, and he couldn't move.

Whenever Nangong Ge could not take it any longer and was very weak, Nangong Sheng would release Nangong from the water tank, then nourish Nangong again, and soak it back into the water tank to raise leeches.

Repeated, endless torture.

The beard on Guozi's face floated in the water, his eyes were closed, and his face was bloodless.

Suddenly, the door of the Hall of Mental Cultivation was kicked open, and Zhamu Tielang rushed in.

Nangong didn't even look at it, so he thought that Nangong Sheng was here to torture himself again, and scolded: "Bad son, people are watching, and God can't forgive you!"

"Your Majesty, it's me, Zhamu Tielang, I'm here to save you." Zhamu Tielang walked into the Hall of Mental Cultivation, closed the door, and walked to the water tank where Nangong was right next to him.

"Why are you, Nangong Sheng?" Nangong opened his eyes when he heard the sound, and saw that the person who came was not Nangong Sheng, and his words were full of surprise.

"He, I was driven out of the imperial city by me." Zhamu Tielang said calmly.

(End of this chapter)

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