Yang Yanjing had heard that "there was no reaction when the title of the Seventh Prince was abolished". The reason for this title was not what she wanted, why bother to stick to it, and without such a title, he might be able to live a different life from Fenghuang. day.
Yang Yanjing knew that he could only think about this thought in his own mind. If others find out, they can't make waves.
At this moment, Yang Yanjing didn't know whether to be happy or sad, no matter how this happened, in the end, his title would definitely not be revoked. For other things, he may not be sure yet, but for this, he is full of confidence.
Yang Yanjing was holding a meaningless look, waiting to enter the palace, but he didn't want to, at this time the voice of the Phoenix came from his ears. Yang Yanjing knew what Fenghuang was worried about. Although he is not in good health now, he has been recuperating for the past few days, but he has not been cured except for the poison. Yang Yanjing is a person who knows his own body better than anyone else.
Although Yang Yanjing was ready to go to the palace, his heart was still filled with Fenghuang's words, like an April spring breeze blowing gently but forcefully on the tip of his heart.
Fenghuang knew why this matter was brought up again, but he was still angry in his heart. Earlier, because of the incident in Yangyanjing
The poison of Miaojiang had already caused Fenghuang to feel a headache, but at this moment, someone actually intentionally hurt Yang Yanjing...
Before Fenghuang could think about it further, Yang Yanjing's voice came from next to his ear.
"Fenghuang, I should go, and I should go by myself. Don't worry, I will go and come well. Besides, you have been troubled by my affairs for a long time these days. You take advantage of my absence and take good care of yourself." Take a break. When you wake up, I will be home." Yang Tingjing said slowly.
How could Fenghuang let Yang Yanjing face those people alone like this, and said persistently: "No, I'll wait for me at home, I'll go back as soon as I go, this matter, I just want the emperor to understand clearly .”
After Fenghuang finished speaking, he looked at Yang Yanjing's lips that were still about to open his mouth, and he clenched his hands in a circle, leaving only one index finger, and lightly tapped on Yang Yanjing's unknowingly red lips.
Yang Yanjing looked at the white fingers on his lips, felt soft in his heart, and watched Fenghuang go with the rice paper father-in-law. The father-in-law who originally sent the news was still rejoicing that the Seventh Prince’s Mansion faced such news, no matter what, they should bribe him well so that he could say whether the emperor is still furious at this time, etc., but he didn’t want to , not only did not exist, but was left aside.
In the end, he had no choice but to bring Phoenix into the palace.
royal palace.
Fenghuang was waiting outside the door for the emperor's summons, the evil spirit in his heart had almost disappeared when he came. He secretly thought about how to make the emperor withdraw his order, the emperor heard that only the phoenix from the seventh prince's mansion had come, but the person who was supposed to arrive, Yang Yanjing, did not show up because of recuperation.
Hearing the word "healing illness", the emperor suddenly realized something in his heart, but he also showed his face, without changing his expression, he just said: "Then let Fenghuang come in.
In this way, it was passed on in a sound. The phoenix finally arrived in front of the emperor
Fenghuang understood that although the rules here were spurned in his heart, he was powerless and helpless to change, so he still faced the person in the yellow dragon robe sitting on the imperial chair, blessed his body, and then knelt down straight to the emperor. After saluting, the emperor said lightly: "What are you doing here?"
Fenghuang said calmly: "Your Majesty, why did you abolish the title of the Seventh Prince? What do you think? Is it too much of a fuss?" After finishing speaking, Fenghuang paused for a while, waiting for the emperor's answer. I don't want to, this palace is quiet and there is no sound.
The emperor should be blaming her. Fenghuang's heart sank, and he said bluntly: "The prince killed not a few people. Why did he single out the seventh prince to punish him? That's all. Death should not be counted on Yang Yanjing in the first place, not to mention that Yang Yanjing lost his title because of a small maid, it's not like a joke."
Hearing Fenghuang's words, the emperor recalled that before, the imperial concubine had a sad expression and a look of concern on her face, so his inadvertent sentence, why, caused the imperial concubine to suffer continuously.
That's why he got angry and summoned Yang Yanjing. Unexpectedly, it was this girl who made him look different at the beginning. Restraining his expression, the emperor said to Fenghuang who was still kneeling below: "You get up first."
Fenghuang finally waited for this sentence, so she got up vigorously, got up, kneeling on the ground was uncomfortable, she finally felt it again. I can't help feeling that the slaves and servants in the palace should survive like this until their old age. And finally understood why so many people, in order not to kneel down, desperately climbed up.
The emperor didn't know that Fenghuang's thoughts were no longer on this matter at this time, but he still said slowly: "This Qingye is different, she has a special status, and she is also the niece of the imperial concubine Yu. If you don't punish her well, it will be hard to accept her." public."
Fenghuang didn't know that the emperor's excuse made him more and more angry, and he said: "In that case, if ordinary people are killed by the prince, they will not be prosecuted? But for noble and special people, once something happens The emperor will deal with the murder case?"
The emperor listened to Fenghuang's words, and as soon as Fenghuang's words fell, there were bursts of slapping tables in the palace. The emperor was furious, and the servants in the palace knelt down one by one, trembling with fear.
The emperor said in a thunderous voice: "You actually said this, could it be that you want to say that I don't know right from wrong?"
Fenghuang understood that what was just a moment ago angered the emperor. Facing such an emperor, Fenghuang became more and more at ease, unlike before, he remained calm, which made people even more terrified.
Fenghuang looked at the emperor calmly and said: "What Fenghuang means is that Miss Qingye's identity is indeed special, but for her alone, she has spent a lot of time abolishing the position of a prince. Understand this simple reason. Besides, Yang Yanjing was injured because of Qingye, so Fenghuang was impatient just now, although he was thinking of the emperor, he spoke too messily."
The emperor pondered for a while. Then he withdrew his will, and asked Fenghuang and Yang Tingjing to leave the capital for a period of time, and come back after Yang Tingfeng got married.