Yuchi really asked coldly.
"Zhaoyu has a gentle temperament and is not that kind of person." Emperor Ning quickly vetoed it.
Yuchi really sneered, "Since the father thinks that the mother and the concubine will not do such a thing, how can he bear to lock the mother and the concubine in the cold Zhaoyang Palace without visiting him once?!"
Emperor Ning was stunned by his question and was speechless for a while.
After a long time, he raised his head, sighed softly and said, "You are right, I didn't consider this matter carefully. I have to blame your mother and concubine for this catastrophe. I usually just go too far." Indulge your concubine! In a few more days, if there is no evidence in Dali Temple, I will naturally relieve your concubine's confinement, and I will make up for her!"
Yu Chizhen was finally satisfied with Emperor Ning's regress, and nodded without saying a word.
Afterwards, Emperor Ning raised his eyebrows and looked at Murong Qianjue who was on the side, "Fusu returned to Beijing suddenly, I thought something serious happened! How? How is it going?"
"Reporting to Your Majesty, the Nandu Cultists have sneaked into the capital, waiting for an opportunity. The capital is heavily guarded. As long as there is no major disturbance, they will not be able to cause any big disturbances. It is nothing more than a small incident! The minister will pay close attention to it. That said, once something is discovered, they will be deported! If they do anything outrageous, they will be killed without mercy!" Murong Qianjue has always acted decisively, and never procrastinates!
After hearing this, Emperor Ning nodded in satisfaction, "Fusu, I feel at ease with you guarding the capital!"
"Your Majesty's love." Murong Qianjue hooked the corners of his lips, thinking in his heart. Zongzheng Fusu's stinking face was actually able to win the trust of the Emperor Yichao. It seems that he is also capable.
"That's right! As I remember, your wedding date is set for next month, so it should be a few days away?" Emperor Ning raised his eyebrows and asked.
Murong Qianjue held back his smile, and replied solemnly, "Your Majesty, it's April 15th. Now it's the end of March, and there are less than 20 days left."
"Less than 20 days..." Emperor Ning said "tsk tsk" twice, then shook his head, "It's a bit hasty. How about delaying it for half a month, and I will do it for you?"
"Don't be in a hurry, don't be in a hurry!" Murong Qianjue raised his head and blurted out, "Prince Gong's residence has been making preparations for the whole morning, ten days is enough, let alone nearly twenty days!"
"It makes you anxious!" Emperor Ning teased.
Murong Qianjue laughed softly, and followed his words, "Of course I am anxious, I wish I could marry Miss Wanyun back home now!"
Murong Qianjue secretly thought that of course he should marry now and go home! If she gets married now and returns home, the person who occupies her body will be the master, and she will completely belong to the master from now on! What if Zongzheng Fusu wakes up and let the two of them be alone in the room on the wedding night... I'm going to cry just thinking about it!
In the past few days, he has clearly felt that Zongzheng Fusu's personality is ready to move. Probably because he returned to the capital and returned to his familiar environment, it must have been triggered!
"Okay, okay! Just do as you want!" Emperor Ning smiled helplessly, "I'm happy to see Fusu get married! As for the pursuit of the Nandu Sect, I will first hand it over to the Ministry of War for inspection, and when I have clues , let’s discuss it again.”
"My minister complies."
Murong Qianjue bowed deeply to Emperor Ning and made a big salute, the evil smile on the corner of his mouth could hardly be concealed!
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