Peasant Woman’s Decreed Life as a Wife

  Chapter 1914 Smashed Injury

   "Why is Lord Chu here?" Deng Jieyu asked with a smile.

  Chu Heng bowed to her in an orderly manner, and replied neither humble nor overbearing: "I have something to ask to see the emperor."

"Oh? What's the matter, can you tell me about it?" Deng Jieyu looked at him with scrutiny, and said meaningfully: "The emperor was just killed by Mr. Xiao... oh no, Xiao Tianhao is now white. Angry, not in a good mood, why should Master Chu go to the emperor at this moment to make trouble?"

   "Thank you for your concern, Madam, I will pay attention." Chu Heng still maintained his calm expression, and did not change his attitude at all because of Deng Jieyu's "kind" reminder.

Deng Jieyu was a little displeased with his attitude, and looked at him for a long time, but no one came to ask Chu Heng to come in. She clicked her tongue twice, picked up a fan and fanned it, and said meaningfully: "Master Chu, we are all Doing things for the emperor, why do you have to separate them, don't you think so?"

  Chu Heng stood tall and straight like a pine, without answering, let alone expressing his position.

  Deng Jieyu was so angry that she threw up her sleeves and left, taking away a group of palace officials.

  The sky was getting late, the sun was shining high, and the heat was rising outside the entire hall.

  He Dequan looked at Chu Heng who was standing outside without moving, and didn't even reach out to wipe his sweat. He hesitated in his heart, wondering whether he should report it to Emperor Xuanming again.

   After being so angry in the morning, Emperor Xuanming gave the order, but no one was seen, only the promoted Chief of Staff.

   Unfortunately, Chu Heng was ordered yesterday to enter the palace to see him today.

   Hitting this stall, He Dequan couldn't help but feel bad luck for Chu Hengdao.

   It's just that, thinking of Xiao Tianhao's fate, the sympathy in He Dequan's heart disappeared completely.

  He doesn't want to lose his head.

   At close to noon.

  Chu Heng took two steps forward and stopped He Dequan.

  He Dequan was instructing his disciples to prepare some desserts in the imperial study.

  Seeing Chu Heng approaching proactively, his mouth was hot, and he looked at him hesitantly: "Master Chu, why don't you enter the palace again tomorrow?"

   "The emperor's order is today, and I don't dare to make decisions without authorization. I hope that my father-in-law will help me pass a message." Chu Heng was neither humble nor overbearing, but he also took the initiative to ask for convenience.

  He Dequan saw that it was getting late, and Chu Heng had been waiting for an hour.

   He gritted his teeth and said to Chu Heng: "Master Chu, the miscellaneous family can't guarantee it, please wait a moment."

   "Thank you, father-in-law." Chu Heng knew that he was willing to sell his face, and he also took the initiative to accept the overture. After all, he had no intention of offending He Dequan, the servant who served by Emperor Xuanming's side.

  He Dequan entered the door in fear, bit the bullet and explained to Emperor Xuanming that Chu Heng was waiting for an audience outside.

  Emperor Xuanming couldn't see any expression on his face, and didn't answer for a while.

  He Dequan's forehead was covered with cold sweat, he just felt terrified and didn't know what would happen in the next second.

   "Let him in."

  He Dequan couldn't help but start thinking wildly, and when he had the worst plan, Emperor Xuanming finally opened his mouth.

  He Dequan felt his whole body relax, and quickly nodded: "Your servant will go now."

  Chu Heng was called in to face the saint.

  He Dequan was left outside, and he didn't know what the monarch and ministers said.

   I just heard a loud noise in the early stage, and then it calmed down without any sound.

  The time for two sticks of incense.

  Chu Heng came out from the hall.

  He has a red mark on his forehead.

   It looks like it was smashed.

  He Dequan was terrified when he saw it.

  (end of this chapter)