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380. Chapter 380 Everyone is in Dongrong Palace

After listening to Baili Jingkang's words, the old emperor immediately stood up from the dragon throne without caring about anything else.

Wang Quan immediately ordered his guards to prepare their chariots and horses.

All the officials in the Zongzheng Palace were also in an uproar.

The assassination of a princess is no small matter.

When the old emperor and his entourage arrived at Prince Dongrong's Mansion, Yiduo and others hurriedly came out to pick them up.

The old emperor held Wang Quan's hand and walked directly inside. As he walked, he asked anxiously: "Where is your princess? Where is she injured? Are you in a hurry..."

While Yiduo was leading the way for the old emperor, she told him that Baili Xixi was fine. She was just frightened and had a cold and needed to recover for a few days.

The group of people quickly arrived at the main courtyard. After stepping in, Yiduo led the old emperor to the west wing.

King Nanrong seemed to have grasped something, and looked happy, "Why don't the emperor's sister-in-law live with the eldest brother..."

Baili Jingkang said angrily: "The princess is still ill. Do you want to live with the prince to pass on the illness to the prince?!"

Recently, the treasury has gradually become fuller, and Yushi Ji's affection for Baili Xixi, who is involved in politics, is increasing day by day. Seeing that King Nanrong still has a happy face, he said rudely: "Princess Dongrong is injured and sick, why is King Nanrong so like this?"

Happy……"

"When have I been happy?" King Nanrong was so anxious that he even called himself "I" instead of "my king".

Wen Zheng snorted coldly, and his cold gaze swept across the faces of Nan Rong Wang, Zhang Bing, Xirong Wang, and Chen Xian one by one.

The person who assassinated Baili Xixi must be among them.

"That's enough." Seeing the prince, the ministers looked at each other angrily, especially Ji Yushi, who rolled up his sleeves as if he was about to fight. The old emperor angrily rebuked: "If you want to go back and make a fight, don't make a fight here."

"Your Majesty, our princess lives here." Yiduo opened the door of the west wing.

The west wing room is not big. Except for the old emperor, King Nan Rong, King Xirong, King Beirong, Zhang Bing, Chen Xian, Wen Zheng, Ji Yushi and other important officials of the court, everyone else is standing outside the door.

The old emperor stepped into the house and happened to see Baili Xixi drinking medicine.

When Baili Xixi saw the old emperor, she was stunned for a moment, then struggled to get up.

The old emperor walked slowly. He hadn't reached the bed yet, but he kept telling her not to get up.

Wang Quan was the best at guessing the emperor's heart, so he immediately ran over and helped Baili Xixi to lean on the bed.

"Father, why are you here..." Baili Xixi looked pale, and she scolded Yiduo: "What's going on? My father has only been ill for a few days. Didn't I say not to disturb my father...

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Baili Jingkang said: "Don't blame her, I told the emperor everything."

"You, a child, have such a big thing happen. You can't even worry about it, and you still care about me." The old emperor sat down on the stool beside the bed, "Why is there an assassin in the Dongrong Palace? Who wants to do harm to you?

Are you injured, are you in any serious condition..."

Baili Xixi sniffed but did not speak.

Baili Jingkang took a step forward and said, "If the princess has anything to say, you can tell the emperor and the emperor will definitely make the decision for you."

Baili Xixi glanced at Zhang Ting behind the old emperor.

The old emperor also looked back at Zhang Ting. At this moment, Zhang Ting lowered his head like the others and behaved very well.

But with just one glance, the old emperor knew that the assassin was from the Zhang Bing sect.

The old emperor clenched his fists angrily. Baili Xixi was in the limelight recently. He had known that Zhang Ting would not be able to handle it, but he did not expect that within a few days, Zhang Ting could no longer sit still and moved his hands.


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