Seeing that the Grand Eunuch dared to come in, Nanmen Ding wanted to rush over and chop him into pieces with one palm! This damn bastard actually tricked them into entering the palace and trapped them in this place.
Nanmen Ding originally thought that Emperor Qiwen would not be so bold, and these people would not really dare to do anything to them, so he wanted to break out for a while.
But I didn't expect that they actually dared to hurt him! "You thief, do you think that by trapping us here, our Nanmen family can let you do whatever you want?"
Nan Menrong was tied up with chains and sitting on the ground. She didn't hate the Grand Eunuch, but the thief Emperor Qiwen.
They had been married for so many years, and in the end, he actually used this method to deal with her! The Grand Eunuch didn't say anything. After having someone escort the three of them, he pushed him aside and said, "Welcome to you, Your Majesty."
Emperor Qiwen is here! Nanmen Ding and Nanmen Rong's eyebrows tightened. Nanmen Ye was still sitting in the wheelchair, without the strength to even stand up. When he saw Emperor Qiwen walking in, he was so excited that he wanted to have a seizure.
However, in his current situation, when he was a little more agitated, he was only tired. Just as he was about to get angry, he started coughing, making him almost breathless.
"My lord, with your current physical condition, if you get angry again, it may be difficult for the gods to save you."
Feng Jiu walked behind Emperor Qiwen, glanced at Nanmen Ye, and said calmly.
How could this boy be together with Emperor Qiwen?
"Who are you?"
Nan Menrong was no longer calm. He originally thought she looked very much like Feng Jiu'er, but then he didn't pay much attention to her. But now, why does this person appear again?
Could it be that she is really Feng Jiuer?
Feng Jiu naturally ignored these questions and just walked up to Nanmen Ye and knelt down to check his pulse.
"Don't touch my father!"
Regardless of whether he resented his father's favoritism towards Nanmen Rong or not, in Nanmen Ding's heart, his father was his father and he would not allow others to blaspheme him.
Feng Jiu still didn't say anything, but after taking Nanmen Ye's pulse, she had someone send him into the inner hall, not knowing what to do.
Nanmen Ding said angrily: "If you dare to touch a hair of his, I will never let you go!"
When Feng Jiu entered, she couldn't help but look back at him.
If anyone in the Nanmen clan has any conscience, then, apart from Nanmen Xu, it is probably the Nanmen General.
However, the entire clan is accustomed to an arrogant and domineering style. Now that they have fallen to this fate, they are just like others and have committed their own sins.
She didn't want to treat Nanmen Ye, but it wasn't her habit not to treat patients when she saw them.
No matter what, there will always be punishment. At least for now, she doesn't want to see a patient die in front of her.
After Feng Jiu asked someone to send Nanmen Ye in, Nanmen Ding decided that he could not call him back, so he had to stare at Emperor Qiwen sitting on the jade chair.
"I, the Nanmen clan, are loyal to the Holy One. Over the years, I have worked hard for the Holy King's kingdom, and I have received all the credit for my hard work. Is the Holy One's current treatment of the meritorious officials too cruel?"
"General, Your Majesty doesn't want to do anything, but the evidence is conclusive that Concubine Rong murdered the prince, and the Nanmen family will naturally not be able to escape the involvement."
The Grand Eunuch stood beside Emperor Qiwen and wanted to say something else, but Nanmen Rong said angrily: "Emperor Dog, when will I plot to kill your prince?
You actually slandered me like this!"
Nanmen moved his mouth, but he didn't know what to say.
No king of any country could tolerate his sister's attitude towards Emperor Qiwen. His sister had really been pampered and arrogant all her life, and even now, she still couldn't clearly see the situation in front of her.
Sure enough, Emperor Qiwen's face darkened and he said angrily: "Just based on your words, I can give you the death penalty immediately!"
"You dare!"
"Come on, slap your mouth!"
The Grand Duke gave the order.
Before Nan Menrong could react, there were a few snaps, and the guards standing aside had already fired their bows left and right, and heavy slaps fell one after another.
Nanmen Ding became quiet, and he had to face the situation in front of him.
He is not Nanmen Rong. His father has favored his younger sister since he was a child. Although he can control the wind and rain outside, he has always been the submissive one at home.
Nanmen is definitely not as proud as Nanmen Rong, so he has to be taboo about something.
After a while, Nan Menrong was beaten until he vomited blood, his lips were swollen, and he couldn't even speak.
The two guards were still guarding her, but she was a little dizzy and couldn't even stand still, looking very embarrassed.
It can be said that this is the first time in Nanmen Ding's life that he has seen his sister, who is used to being aloof, in such a miserable state.
Emperor Qiwen really wanted to fall out with them, this was definitely not a joke.
Perhaps even Nanmen Rong was beginning to feel desperate. The former cowardly emperor didn't know who gave him such courage, and he actually dared to treat her like this.
But no matter who gave him the courage, he really had the courage! Nanmen Ding calmed down, raised his head to meet Emperor Qiwen's gaze, and asked in a deep voice: "I wonder what the Lord means now?"
After thinking about it, it was clearly a conspiracy, but he still didn't believe that Emperor Qiwen had such courage to openly oppose the Nanmen clan.
Unless, he has no fear of the Ninth Prince, but this is impossible! Emperor Qiwen is always eyeing the Ninth Prince! Emperor Qiwen didn't even look at Nanmen Rong, he only looked at Nanmen Ding, and said lightly
: "My royal heirs have indeed been harmed a lot by this temptress. The general should be well aware of this."
Nanmen Ding said nothing, not wanting to make any verbal mistakes and be picked on by the other party.
Emperor Qiwen didn't expect him to say anything, so he continued: "I thought of the Nanmen clan's love for the people of the world, so I tolerated what this witch did these years, but now, she actually sent someone to assassinate me. The general wants to
How can I continue to tolerate it?”
"You...you actually..." Nan Mending looked shocked.
"Hmm... um..." Nan Menrong's mouth was swollen and he couldn't say a word at all, but Nan Mending probably understood what she meant.
Although this sister is arrogant and savage, she has always been bold and courageous. She... I'm afraid she was wrongly accused.
But now, what's the use of being unjustly accused?
Now that things have come to this, let’s see what Emperor Qiwen wants to do?
It is not that easy to take over the power of their Nanmen clan in one fell swoop.
If they were really pressed hard, his sons would know what to do, and the last resort would be to seek refuge with the Ninth Prince.
Emperor Qiwen's attitude was not bad, at least when he was facing the south gate, his attitude was good.
"I don't want to embarrass the disciples of Nanmen, but I am really disappointed in you."
He pursed his lower lip before saying: "If Nanmen changes ownership and chooses a capable person among the younger generation, I... would still be willing to work hand in hand with the Nanmen clan."
