Zhan Qingcheng's eyes became softer in an instant.
He looked down at her. Although there was no ambiguous behavior between the two of them, the atmosphere of ambiguity was so strong.
Even if it is just a word, a look, or a smile on the lips, there is a gentle breath.
"I've wronged you." He even promised Mu Mu that he would keep her safe.
Although she is indeed safe now, she has suffered so much and suffered so much.
His gaze crossed Feng Jiu'er's and landed on Zhan Luo Ri.
Zhan Luo Ri bowed his head and said: "Uncle Nine Emperors, fortunately you have lived up to your destiny."
"Yeah." Zhan Qingcheng nodded, and then his eyes fell on Feng Jiuer.
Jiu'er was a little confused. What did the seventh princess mean? Could it be that Uncle Jiuhuang told the seventh princess to protect him?
No wonder the seventh princess made a special trip to the secret cell last night and stayed with her almost until dawn.
At dawn, the seventh princess originally planned to go to the palace to intercede with the saint, but she didn't expect that the queen wanted to kill her in advance, so the seventh princess immediately came with another person.
It turns out that when Uncle Nine Emperors left, he had arranged for someone to protect her in the palace. Uncle Nine Emperors was really nice to her!
If there weren't too many irrelevant and annoying people here, Feng Jiuer would really have the urge to rush over and hug him.
However, it’s okay to act impulsively. With so many people here, how could they do such a shameless thing?
What's more, the Nine Emperors Uncle's waist cannot be hugged casually.
The key point is, why do I always feel like I have hugged Uncle Nine Emperors’ sexy thighs and sexy waist before?
"Uncle Nine Emperors, it's not safe here. Can we let everyone go out first?"
Amid a look of fear and anticipation, Feng Jiuer finally remembered something serious: "Uncle Nine Emperors, you broke the load-bearing stone pillar, and this place may collapse at any time."
Upon hearing the word "collapse", Emperor Qiwen's legs became weak, and the hearts of his courtiers also trembled!
After much difficulty, Zhan Qingcheng finally nodded: "Okay."
Huh... the sound of relief was so obvious, everyone's respect for the Nine Emperors Uncle has reached this level!
In fact, sometimes, Feng Jiuer felt a little pity for the current emperor. When the emperor reached this level, anyone could threaten him and anyone could lose his temper with him. It was really too cowardly.
A group of people finally came out of the hall, but Zhan Qingcheng had no intention of leaving yet.
Everyone knows what he is waiting for, and now, they can only continue to wait.
The young father-in-laws brought chairs for everyone, but Emperor Qiwen slumped on the chair, feeling weak.
I don’t know how long it took, but the Grand Eunuch hurried back to give his orders: “Your Majesty, the Ninth Prince, the imperial edict for the abolition of the Queen has been read out. However, the Queen... Concubine Rong is still in a coma and has not received the edict for the time being.
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Zhan Qingcheng's body was filled with cold air, and everyone was trembling with fear, not even daring to take a breath.
But, the Queen... no, she is Concubine Rong now!
Concubine Rong was injured by the Seventh Princess before, and many people have received the news. Although most people don't know what Nanmen Rong went through later, but if she was really seriously injured, she still hasn't woken up yet.
Not something strange.
Anyway, the imperial edict has been issued, and there will be no turning back on this matter. Even if the Holy Emperor still considers restoring the status of the queen in the future, that will be a matter of the future.
Now, the Ninth Prince's goal has at least been achieved, so he shouldn't be angry.
Feng Jiuer gently tugged on Zhan Qingcheng's sleeve: "She fainted in Yuyang Palace. This time, she was indeed seriously injured."
Jiu'er knew what happened later. Nanmen Rong was definitely not pretending to be faint to avoid disaster.
What's more, the imperial edict has been issued, there is nothing to hide from, and there is no way to hide.
But this time, Zhan Qingcheng seemed determined to see this matter through to the end.
His cold gaze fell on the Grand Eunuch. The Grand Eunuch immediately lowered his head and asked cautiously: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty..."
"Send the abolished imperial edict to Nanmen Mansion and let Nanmen Ye receive the edict." Zhan Qingcheng said calmly.
The Grand Eunuch now found it really difficult to even breathe, and was almost out of breath.
Nanmen Ye, that was Nanmen Rong's father, had the same temperament as Nanmen Rong, he was arrogant and even looked down upon by the Holy Father.
When he went to read out the imperial edict, would Nanmen Ye just chop him with a knife?
"Your Majesty..."
"Huh?" Zhan Qingcheng narrowed his eyes, a dangerous aura passing through his eyes.
"No, it's nothing, old slave...Old slave, I'll go right away." The Grand Eunuch had a sad face, and he had to leave in a hurry with a group of people, respectfully.
Emperor Qiwen was still slumped in his chair, feeling helpless. In the end, it didn't matter anymore, just let them do whatever they wanted.
Anyway, it's not my turn to matter.
After the Grand Eunuch left, Zhan Qingcheng walked up to Emperor Qiwen, and his tone was not so cold.
"Your Majesty, my mother is not feeling well. I will go over to take a look first and then leave."
After that, without waiting for Emperor Qiwen to react, he turned back to look at Feng Jiuer and Zhan Luori, then turned and left.
Jiuer and Zhan Luori then leaned towards Emperor Qiwen, saluted, and then left with Zhan Qingcheng.
The twelve flying dragon riders followed and left. The number of people in this group was actually not very large, but it easily gave people a majestic feeling, which showed how powerful their momentum was.
Zhan Luo Ri always felt a little uneasy in his heart, and he didn't know what he was uneasy about. In short, he was just uneasy.
Looking at the back of Uncle Nine Emperors in front of her, she wanted to say something, but thinking that the Queen's grandmother had been frightened before and didn't know what the situation was now, Zhan Luo Ri could only pack his mind and go over to take a look first before talking.
Empress Dowager Ning's palace is very quiet, with simple decoration and decoration, but it is particularly clean and has a sense of peace and tranquility that has passed through the ages.
The bloodthirsty and violent aura of the Ninth Prince lost most of it in an instant when he walked into this courtyard.
Feng Jiu'er knew that Uncle Nine Emperors really respected and loved his mother. Although he was not necessarily close to her, at least he loved her.
Queen Mother Ning is indeed a kind and good person. Yesterday, she was almost killed by Nanmen Rong in order to help her escape.
He had troubled her time and time again, and now Jiu'er also wanted to see how she was doing.
Too many things have happened in the past two days, and I have been on the verge of death. Otherwise, I would have arrived long ago.
A group of people walked in. Lian'er was waiting on the Queen Mother. When they saw Feng Jiu'er, their eyes were full of guard.
When he saw Zhan Qingcheng again, his eyes immediately turned red and he stepped forward with an aggrieved look on his face.
"Ninth Prince, you are back. The Queen Mother is very ill this time. It's all her fault!"
She pointed at Jiu'er and bit her lip: "She actually held the Queen Mother hostage in order to escape!"