After being expelled from the palace, she returned with her cub and amazed the whole city

Nangong Zeyue was as happy as if she had seen a savior when she saw Lin Miaoshou.

"Uncle Master! You are finally here. The emperor..."

He struggled hard for a few times. As soon as Xiao Jingzhao let go, he stumbled into Lin Miaoshou's arms.

Lin Miaoshou reached out to help Nangong Zeyue and quickly glanced at her.

The wedding gown was slightly wrinkled, and there was no blood on her body.

Lin Miaoshou breathed a sigh of relief. It was good that the bastard was not injured.

"You are a disciple of Heilongtan? How come I don't know?" Xiao Jingzhao was surprised when he heard the conversation between the two.

Lin Miaoshou hurriedly explained, "I didn't mean to hide it from the emperor. My father was also an imperial physician. I went to Heilongtan for a reason."

Xiao Jingzhao felt that the red color in the room was too dazzling, so he walked out the door.

Lin Miaoshou and Hu Qing hurriedly followed, and Nangong Zeyue followed reluctantly at the end.

He glanced at the wall in the distance, estimated the distance, and thought about how likely he would be if he jumped over the wall at this time.

The conclusion he came to was not optimistic.

Xiao Jingzhao walked to a tree in the yard and stood with his hands behind his back. He said to Lin Miaoshou without turning his head:

"Since you came from Heilongtan, you must know that his life experience is ominous. You have heard the cause and effect. I don't want to embarrass him today.

Please ask Lin Aiqing to communicate with him. As long as he is willing to return to Liangguo obediently, I will ensure his personal safety and give him extra help in secret to help him quickly gain a foothold after returning to Liangguo."

"Your Majesty, this matter is serious. I will think about it again."

Lin Miaoshou felt that his brain had crashed at this moment.

Hu Qing originally came to eat a banquet, but he didn't expect that the banquet was not held. He ate a mouthful of melon, and his knees still hurt.

He turned around and looked at his former partner. The wedding dress made him look extraordinarily handsome. He was originally a man of dignified appearance, but now he looked depressed.

Although he looked listless at the moment, he still exuded a noble temperament.

Hu Qing wanted to congratulate Nangong Zeyue, congratulating him on finally finding his family.

Thinking that Nangong Zeyue's wedding banquet today was ruined, the words of congratulations were stuck in his throat and he couldn't say it.

Lin Miaoshou also turned around, and the complicated eyes fell on Nangong Zeyue's face, which was hard to describe.

Time seemed to freeze, and just when Lin Miaoshou didn't know where to start, a group of people suddenly rushed in.

The one walking in front was none other than the young and promising, gentle and jade-like Minister of Revenue Lin.

"Your Majesty, am I not late?"

"Your Majesty, may I ask where our prince is?"

Xiao Jingzhao cast a look at Lin Xiangzhi that only the two of them understood.

As expected of a good brother, he came at the right time.

The envoy of Liang State bowed to Xiao Jingzhao and looked around impatiently.

There were no extra people here, and the man in the doctor's uniform did not match the other man's age.

Everyone looked at Nangong Zeyue.

Xiao Jingzhao nodded slightly, "Yes, it's him, Mo Zixuan. He can't face his identity now. You can communicate with him yourself."

"Your Highness, I finally see you."

The leading envoy burst into tears and led the entire delegation to kneel down in front of Nangong Zeyue.

Nangong Zeyue was shocked by this posture and jumped back, "You, you recognized the wrong person, I am not the one you are looking for."

Nangong Zeyue tried his best to deny it. He didn't want to be the unlucky eldest prince of Liang State. Once he recognized it, he and Yue Niang would have no chance at all.

The leading envoy got up from the ground and stared at Nangong Zeyue in red.

After a moment, the man nodded repeatedly.

"Like, too much like, the eyebrows and eyes are exactly the same as the queen's."

The rest of the people stood up and looked over after hearing this.

Nangong Zeyue said righteously: "I am really not the person you are looking for. It is not surprising that there are a few people who look alike in such a big world."

"Your Highness! Do you know? The queen is worried and sick. If she hadn't been looking forward to the day when you go back to reunite, she would have been unable to hold on."

The envoys had already determined with their naked eyes that the person in front of them was their young master.

The eyebrows and expressions were nine points like the queen.

Nangong Zeyue, who had never enjoyed maternal love, felt an inexplicable pain in his heart when he heard this.

"Mr. Nangong, look here."

The god assisted Lin Xiangzhi to shake open the portrait in his hand. The woman in the portrait was about forty years old, still charming, with a hint of sadness hidden between her eyebrows.

Nangong Zeyue looked at the portrait as if struck by lightning.

The person in the portrait looked too much like himself. The pair of beautiful eyes were looking at him gently, as if calling him, making him want to get closer involuntarily.

A myriad of emotions surged in his heart, his nose was sour, and the scene in front of him became blurred.

"You...you go back and wait, I want to be alone for a while."

Nangong Zeyue staggered back, and when he turned around, a line of tears slid down.

He entered the bridal chamber and closed the door with his backhand. The whole person seemed to have his soul taken away. He leaned against the door and looked at the room full of joy, and tears overflowed again.

It is said that men don't shed tears easily, but they just haven't reached the point of sadness.

What evil did he do in his previous life that he was forced to leave his parents shortly after he was born.

Just as he was about to embrace the beauty, a group of Cheng Yaojin came out halfway.

Nangong Zeyue seriously suspected that he must have demolished the temple of the Goddess of Childbirth and cut down the marriage tree in front of the Yue Lao Temple in his previous life.

Looking at the carefully decorated new house, thinking that Yue Niang was still waiting for him next door, Nangong Zeyue's heart was broken.

"Your Highness, don't think too much! The old minister Gong Xishuo is waiting for you outside."

After Nangong Zeyue entered the house, the envoys learned half of the truth.

Gong Xishuo was worried that the young master could not bear the blow, so he asked the others to go back to the inn and wait, and he stayed to slowly comfort him and talk to the young master about the queen.

Gong Xishuo firmly believed that mother and son were connected, and telling the young master how painful and difficult it was for him to lose the queen after he disappeared would surely inspire the young master to return to Liangguo as soon as possible to rely on his mother.

The situation in Nangong Mansion was reported to Jiang Mansion.

The maid who delivered the message saw that the old lady looked solemn and did not react at all.

Madam Su was so anxious that she was spinning around in circles, muttering, "What should I do?"

The maid turned around and was about to go to the inner courtyard, "Madam, don't worry. The young lady is a person with strong opinions. I will go in and report it. The young lady will naturally find a way to resolve it."

In the maid's heart, her young lady is not as weak as other girls in the boudoir. She is not panicked and has her own opinions when encountering things.

"Wait, go to the hanging flower gate and guard it quickly. No one can go in to report the news. Wait a little longer, maybe there will be a turnaround."

The maid only said that many guards came next door, and Madam Su had guessed that the groom was tripped by the one in the palace.

She still held a glimmer of hope, hoping that the emperor would let go.

The maid left, and Madam Su said to the maid who served tea, "Go to the gatehouse and see if Su Nan and Sui Sui have arrived."

The maid ran out in a hurry.

Madam Su was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, walking back and forth in the hall.