The evil king protects the short

Chapter 228 She'll be fine, right?
Even though there were countless questions in his mind, Zong Zehong did not dare to hesitate for a moment.

Jin Xi, who was ordered by Zong Zehong to go to the imperial dining room to make supper, came back at this time. Seeing the court ladies and eunuchs and guards lying in front of Jinluan Palace, he hurried to Zong Zehong's side.

"Your Majesty...what's going on, Your Majesty?"

Why did this person become like this after only leaving for a while?
Zong Zehong narrowed his black eyes, deep in thought.

"assassin."

"Huh? Assassin!"

Jin Xi was so frightened that he didn't realize it. He was about to shout that there was an assassin, but Zong Zehong suddenly called out, "Don't make any noise!"

After finishing speaking, with a flash of cold eyes, Zong Zehong turned and entered the palace.

"Jinxi, go! Bring me the velvet white peony shawl and cloak that I made for Ling'er the day before yesterday!"

Zong Zehong ordered coldly, Jin Xi didn't dare to hesitate, and hurriedly took out the cloak from the sandalwood wardrobe in the inner room and handed it to Zong Zehong.

Jin Xi also noticed the person lying motionless on the dragon couch.

"The emperor... Xiao Linger, she..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Zong Zehong. While wrapping the unconscious person on the bed with a thick fluffy shawl and cloak, Zong Zehong confessed: "Go prepare my imperial carriage! I want Go out of the palace and go to the Moon Sacrifice Temple to find the national teacher." After a pause, Zong Zehong looked at Jin Xi, "Come and drive, don't make any noise!"

Wrapping Ni Ling tightly and putting on the snow-white fluffy cap on the cloak for her, Zong Zehong quickly picked up Ni Ling and hugged her tightly.

"Go!"

Not long after, Zong Zehong hugged Ni Ling who had not woken up late at night, and Jin Xi drove his imperial carriage all the way out of the palace, heading towards the Moon Festival Temple outside the city.

In the middle of the night, the carriage bumped along the way to the Moon Festival Temple located halfway up the mountain.

Zong Zehong jumped out of the carriage with the tightly wrapped Ni Ling in his arms, flew up the hundred steps, and suddenly, with one kick, the seemingly indestructible vermilion and gold lacquered door opened.

In the middle of the night, the closed main entrance of the Moon Sacrifice Temple was broken, and several disciples of Cang Yun who were in charge of guarding became alert. They were just about to rush to tell their masters, but who knew...

"Hey... isn't that the emperor?"

Looking at the domineering and ruthless man in a black and gold dragon robe not far away, they all looked at each other.

"Go ask Cang Yun to come see me!"

Zong Zehong appeared, but no one dared to stop him. Cang Yun's disciples went to report, and then Zong Zehong kicked open the gate of the Wuji Hall with his feet, and entered with Ni Ling in his arms.

Soon, Cang Yun rushed to the Wuji Hall in a Taoist robe.

When he saw Zong Zehong with a gloomy face, Cang Yun was a little stunned. This was the first time that the emperor came to the moon festival with a "big burden" in his arms in the middle of the night!
"Your Majesty... why are you looking for this old man?"

Cang Yun hesitated for a moment, then stepped up to Zong Zehong's side, and took a closer look, where was the "big burden" he was carrying!It was clearly Xiao Ling'er who was wrapped tightly.

"This..." Looking at the beautiful girl who seemed to be sleeping soundly with her eyes closed, Cang Yun guessed that Ling'er was asleep, but after a closer look, it was wrong!Her face was extremely pale, as if she was injured? "What's going on here?" Cang Yun hurried forward, feeling something was wrong, "Your Majesty, quickly, carry her to the side hall! Let the old man see."

Surprisingly, Zong Zehong immediately listened to Cang Yun's words, carried Ni Ling and followed Cang Yun into the Wuji side hall.

Gently placing the person in his arms on the soft couch, Zong Zehong asked Cang Yun in a deep voice.

"She'll be fine, right?"

(End of this chapter)