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Chapter 1607 Her man must not be wronged in the slightest

"This old slave deserves to die!" The great eunuch knelt in front of Her Majesty the Queen, trembling.

Ever since Feng Jiuqing left, he had the final say in Qin'an Palace.

Qin'an Palace, which has lost its Imperial Preceptor, will soon receive a new Imperial Preceptor.

But I didn't expect that when I was about to take over the position of national master, I would make such a big mistake. This is simply unforgivable!

A person suddenly walked out of the crowd.

The fluttering white clothes dazzled everyone's eyes for a moment.

"...National Preceptor...is the National Preceptor!"

"It's really the Imperial Master!"

Feng Jiuqing left Qin'an Palace a long time ago, and there were rumors about him a long time ago.

But he didn't expect that he would be among the crowd at this moment.

Even Nan Qing couldn't help but his face changed slightly, which was completely unexpected.

Only Chu Qingge and Mu Bai still looked calm. It was obvious that Feng Jiuqing's appearance was expected by them.

Perhaps, it was still under her arrangement.

Nan Qing turned his head and glanced at Chu Qingge, with a hint of reproach in his eyes.

Qingge just smiled and said nothing.

Feng Jiuqing is back. What is the use of these fake Qin'an Palace masters in front of him?

He is the real national master.

"See the Imperial Preceptor!"

All officials immediately paid homage.

Although the Imperial Preceptor does not actually have any real power in his hands, he is superior to all officials.

Even His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, the Eldest Princess, and the Young Highness must be humble in front of him.

He represents the divine clan of the Southern Jin Dynasty. In front of the gods, even your majesty must be humble.

Feng Jiuqing walked slowly to Nan Qing and did not kneel down like others.

He just leaned forward slightly and saluted: "Your Majesty."

"It'll be nice to come back..." Nan Qing was really touched. She really didn't expect that Qingge would even find Feng Jiuqing.

She nodded, and although her eyes were filled with mist, her face still had no expression.

"Jiu Qing, just come back."

In front of the palace, the people who were supposed to come finally came.

At this time, Linglong had countless plans running through her mind, but in front of these people, none of them worked.

Finally, she looked at Nan Qing and suddenly knelt down on one knee: "Mother, I mistakenly believed that my mother was a traitor and thought that my mother was being held hostage by the eldest princess, so that's why I did this."

"My son just wanted to save Nan Jin and his mother, but unexpectedly, he was framed by someone with ulterior motives! Mother, please forgive me!"

Nan Qing lowered his eyes and looked at her. After a while, he said calmly: "If you are really my daughter Nan Xing, I will definitely believe what you say now."

Could it be that His Highness the Crown Prince in front of me is really not Nan Xing?

Otherwise, why would Her Majesty the Queen say this?

Linglong said anxiously: "Mother, can't you tell whether I am your daughter or not? Mother, don't be deceived by traitors. What I care about most is my mother and the people of Southern Jin Dynasty."

"You don't know whether you are Nan Xing or not?"

Chu Qingge smiled softly, and suddenly clapped her hands: "Bring the people up."

"What?"

Seeing Feng Chenmo being kidnapped by two guards, Linglong's expression changed drastically.

He was still in a coma, and it was obvious at first glance that he had been drugged by Chu Qingge, and he had not yet woken up.

Linglong's face turned ferocious in an instant!

"Chu Qingge, what are you going to do? Let him go!"

She can suffer any grievance, but she must not let her man be deceived in the slightest!

Linglong drew out her long sword with a swishing sound and immediately rushed over to save people.

It was about Feng Chenmo, she couldn't calm down!

But he didn't expect that before he passed, a short knife suddenly pressed on Feng Chenmo's neck.


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