There was a hint of ferocity on Shi Yiru's face.
He said, "My lord, what are your plans?"
Zhu Xuan thought for a while, and then said: "Yiru, you go to the warehouse of the palace now, pick out a few better things, and take someone to deliver them to Beiping City in person."
Shi Yiru immediately understood: "Congratulate Concubine Ning?"
"good."
"However, what His Highness said on the altar before, the ministers in the court, and the queen, I am afraid that they have already taken precautions against His Highness. Will I still see the Emperor?"
"Here, don't worry,"
As Zhu Xuan said, he stretched out his little finger, tickled the corner of his mouth, and said: "If this king guessed correctly, no matter it is He Yi, Ye Zheng, or the Queen, they would not dare to tell me what happened on the sacrificial altar. The king's brother."
"Why?"
"Brother Huang's current state, it is obvious that he has experienced something overwhelming, so he will forget his past, just like back then."
"..."
"And the only major event that happened was the secret that this king revealed at the altar. Now that I think about it, the reason why Emperor Gao did that to him was to make him forget everything in the past. I'm afraid, It’s also related to his life experience.”
Shi Yiru understood, nodded and said, "It makes sense."
Zhu Xuan said: "It's hard for him to forget, who dares to mention it again to make him remember?"
"..."
"Even if someone wants to mention it, they will definitely block it."
Shi Yiru smiled and said, "Not bad. But—"
"But what?"
"The prince asked me to go down to the palace to congratulate, and then?"
"Then?"
Zhu Xuan raised his eyebrows, turned his head and waved at him, Shi Yiru immediately moved his ear closer, and Zhu Xuan whispered a few words in his ear.
When Shi Yiru heard this, his eyes lit up.
"Let the emperor come here?"
"good."
"This—" Even Shi Yiru, who is as shrewd as Shi Yiru, hesitated, and said: "Even if the ministers in the court and the empress do not dare to tell him what the prince did before because of his illness, let the emperor Coming to the prince's fief, I'm afraid it won't be easy to achieve."
"..."
"After all, it is risky for the emperor."
"Don't worry," Zhu Xuan said, "he will definitely come."
"Why?"
"Because, this king knows that although he may have learned a little bit about the people and things around him and is familiar with them a lot, in fact, he will have a feeling hidden in his heart for everyone around him. alert."
"oh?"
"And the only people he will trust are us brothers."
"oh… "
Shi Yiru understood a little.
This is indeed human nature. After all, just waking up from the chaos, even if the people around tell you everything, people will still be on guard in their hearts, because the unknown is the greatest fear.
At this time, people intuitively choose to believe in blood relatives.
So now is the time when the emperor trusts King Ning the most in his heart.
Shi Yiru smiled coldly, and said: "I understand. My lord, let me go to Peiping to give gifts, and then invite the emperor here, and do it here, it is the best."
"good."
Zhu Xuan said: "Just in time, at that time, the matter of weapons should have been discussed."
"Then, I will do it immediately."
"Well, let's go."
Zhu Xuan waved his hand at him, Shi Yiru immediately turned around and went down, while Zhu Xuan was still sitting in his seat, thinking about what happened these days, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth.
This, it seems that God is helping me.
That being the case, if I don't act anymore, wouldn't even God blame me
Smiling like this, he took a sip of tea and couldn't help but think of Si Nanyan again.
This woman has always been by Zhu Feng's side. As far as I know, the two of them are very close and in love with each other. Now that they suddenly know the news, I'm afraid they are heartbroken.
Anyway, she has already been sidelined. At this time, shouldn't she see the reality clearly
She should find a man and throw herself into his arms, but Jian Ruocheng, right in front of her, isn't she near the water
Thinking of this, he couldn't help sneering.
Women are very realistic.
When encountering any difficulties, what they think about is not how to solve the difficulties, but hope that a man will appear, a man will fall in love with them, and a man will help them. In this case, just give her a bait, and she will be hooked.
He has met countless women like this, and he can almost hook her up with just stretching out his fingers.
It's just that after playing for a long time, I'm a little tired.
Of course, there is one person who is different.
Ran Xiaoyu's icy baby face flashed across his mind, and he couldn't help feeling a little restless in his heart.
This time, I hope she can come too.
In that case, you can-
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Soon, the sky darkened.
Nan Yan raised her eyes and looked at the darkness outside the window. At this time, her heart seemed to be cast by such a shadow.
On his face, there were many tears.
She sat here silently, shed many tears, and finally stopped crying at this moment—it wasn't that she wasn't sad anymore, it was just that the tears seemed to have dried up.
However, the pain in my heart didn't subside in the slightest.
The non-stop torment in her internal organs made her feel so uncomfortable. Even when she was sent to prison, tortured, and on the verge of death, she was not as sad as she is now.
"why… ?"
She asked herself gently, but there was no answer.
She wanted to ask Zhu Feng, but knew that there would be no answer.
But, she can't just sit like this all the time, it doesn't help. It's just that she doesn't have more energy to think too much now, and after sitting stupidly for a while, she realizes that she can't see her fingers in the room.
The lights should be on.
She stood up silently, endured the numbness of her legs, and walked to the table step by step, picked up the torch, lit a cluster of flames with a splash, then moved to the candle, and lit a candlestick.
Just as she was holding the candlestick and turning around, suddenly, there was a sound of wind behind her.
As soon as she turned her head, she saw a black figure standing in front of her under the candlelight.
"ah!"
Nan Yan let out a low cry in shock.
The candlestick in his hand fell to the ground, splashing countless sparks, and the room suddenly became pitch black again.
The black figure rushed up and covered her mouth.
"Don't call!"
A deep voice rang in my ears.
Upon hearing this voice, Nan Yan suddenly opened her eyes wide: "You are—"