Compared to his previous two sudden outbursts of yelling, he pronounced the words "Lu Mingfeng" full of dejection and even a hint of sadness.
No one knew what was written in the book, what the emperor saw, and what state of mind he was in when he read Lu Mingfeng's name. The emperor's heart became more and more unpredictable.
Suddenly, Li Ju let out a long sigh, shook his head, and closed the book.
"Your Majesty..." Bao Chengle looked at him.
"Everyone, please step aside." Li Zhizhi said, still in the same dejected tone.
Bao Chengle was stunned, and Yu Shiling, who was kneeling near Li Zhi, was also stunned.
"Everyone, step back." Li Jue repeated.
Yu Shiling couldn't get what he wanted, and his old bones were too weak to kneel down.
With the support of Wei Yaojun, Yu Shiling stumbled up. Suddenly, Li Ju raised his eyelids and looked at him. Yu Shiling was so frightened that he almost knelt back.
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty." Yu Shiling said.
"You should take care of that Yu Chuancai," Li Ju said calmly, "I still have a lot of things to be busy with."
Yu Shiling looked pale and responded: "Yes, Your Majesty."
"Everyone, please step back," Li Ju said.
The inner hall quickly became deserted. Li Ju leaned tiredly on the desk, and several of the chamberlain's father-in-laws stood aside with their heads bowed, not daring to say a word.
The thunderstorm outside suddenly became stronger, the black clouds pressed down heavily, and the visibility of the entire Yanguang Hall became extremely low.
Li Ju raised his body, looked at the books on the desk, and suddenly said: "Wait for me to change my clothes."
Several of the chamberlain's father-in-law thought they had heard wrongly and looked at him in surprise.
After a pause, a father-in-law was the first to respond: "Yes, Your Majesty."
After Bao Chengle left Yanguang Hall, he went directly to Zhengshi Hall in Zhongshu Neishang.
In the resting room behind the political hall, he sat on the soft couch with a blank expression. The tea cup in his hand changed from hot to cold. He still maintained this expression and remained motionless.
At almost noon, the news that he had fought with Tianrong Wei in Jilaifang last night spread completely. The political hall exploded, and all the ministers in the political hall came to ask him what happened.
Bao Chengle closed his eyes and leaned back in his chair, paying no attention to anyone.
Not long after, he began to purr after not sleeping a wink all night.
Anyone who can enter the political hall is not a high-ranking minister. Everyone looked at each other with worry on their brows.
It's not a big deal if you can't eat melons, but you're afraid that if you are not careful, your wealth and life will be at stake.
Over the years, there have been too many people who have been involved in the whirlpool due to various inexplicable little things.
Half an hour later, the thunderstorm outside finally calmed down.
The tired ministers came out for some fresh air and stood under the verandah, watching the strings of water droplets rolling down. Some of them got up to poetry and chanted.
Halfway through the chant, a small employee outside came running in a panic: "It's not good, it's not good!"
The oldest minister frowned and said, "Why are you so scared? Tell me slowly."
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty has gone to Wende Palace!" the clerk shouted.
The heavy minister's expression changed: "What?!"
"Already, it was already two quarters of an hour ago!" cried the clerk.
An old minister's knees weakened and he almost collapsed.
Everyone hurriedly supported him: "Mr. Wang!"
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty finally remembered to treat the Queen..." The old minister murmured, "That's not possible, Your Majesty, that's not possible!"
In the corner, a medium-sized official passed by with an armful of books. His eyes rolled, and then he turned around and ran towards the courtyard behind the political hall.
At the same time, Bao Chengle, who had not slept for long in the lobby, opened his eyes from his dream and broke into a cold sweat.
The wind between heaven and earth is getting stronger and stronger. Although the thunderstorm has calmed down, a new storm seems to have just begun.
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Wende Palace.
All the guards knelt down as soon as they saw Emperor Xuan Yan appear.
The rain-filled ground immediately made their knees numb with cold. Emperor Xuan Yan had already regained consciousness, but they were still kneeling.
Everyone lowered their heads and maintained consistent movements and postures, motionless. No one dared to raise their heads to look into the emperor's eyes.
Li Ju frowned and looked at them coldly, then raised his eyes to look at the main hall of Wende Palace.
When the cold wind blew, he ordered the canopy and silk umbrellas to be removed. Those winds hit him, which was a refreshing feeling that he had not felt for a long time.
He liked the feeling of clarity in the world, but at this moment, it was also this "clarity" that carried a deep chill, running from his heels to the back of his head.
The wind was getting stronger and stronger, causing the water on the ground to ripple in circles. The straight road under Li Zhi's feet was on a slightly higher ground, but the soles of his shoes were still soaked.
His hands were clasped behind his back, and his out-of-shape figure was hidden under his dragon robe. His bright yellow body was particularly eye-catching.
"Your Majesty," the chamberlain said fairly, "this old slave is lying on the ground. You can step on my back."
Li Ju didn't say anything. He looked at the closed door of Wende Palace, his eyes becoming more and more fierce.
Suddenly, he said: "Xuan Zhen is here."
The chamberlain's father-in-law responded, tried hard to straighten his stooped body, and shouted loudly: "The emperor has arrived!"
All the guards were kneeling with their heads down, motionless.
The door of Wende Palace was tightly closed and motionless.
The chamberlain's father-in-law looked at Li Zhi and raised his voice louder: "The emperor has arrived!!"
The wind was howling, and the grass and trees in Wende Palace were swaying, but the closed door of the palace was still closed.
Li Ju suddenly raised his feet and walked quickly towards the main hall.
The servants and father-in-laws on both sides hurriedly followed, and a group of people followed Li Ju with small but extremely fast steps.
The huge palace door was pushed open by Li Ju, and the roaring sound made it feel inexplicably ancient and distant.
The main hall was spotless, exaggeratedly clean, and had no trace of life.
Li Ju looked around and stepped into the palace door.
The chamberlain's father-in-laws followed, and the father-in-law who had just announced the message trembled and shouted: "Your Majesty, your Majesty, your Majesty is here..."
A chamberlain father-in-law with a sharp nose sniffed it and whispered: "What kind of smell is this..."
He turned his head and looked towards the open study room in the inner hall. His eyes suddenly widened: "Your Majesty!!"
Emperor Xuan Yan turned his head and looked around, his eyes widened as well.
Two female corpses were lying on the ground, their hands folded and held in front of their bellies.
One was wearing the regular clothes of Queen Nangong, and the other was obviously Nianhe.
The two female corpses were almost rotten, their hair and nails were peeling off, the liquid tissue had not dried out, and their bones were almost completely exposed to the air.
Everyone was dumbfounded. The elderly father-in-law did not stop and knelt on the ground with a pop.
Others covered their faces and cried.
Li Ju stared blankly at the "Queen Nangong" on the ground, with such astonishment never appearing on his face.
Suddenly, there was a sound of cold weapons flashing outside.
The servants and father-in-law who were closest to Li Ju rushed to protect him as soon as possible.
All the guards raised their weapons at the same time and stabbed themselves in the neck.
