The doubt in Yan Beicheng's heart had just whirled by, and the emperor Baorong suddenly smashed down a paper town.
Seeing that the paper town was about to fall on Ning Tongzhi's shoulder, he dodged, and his face was still modest.
Baorong emperor's face looks as black as the bottom of a pot.
Even when Yan Beicheng saw it, he could not help admiring it in his heart.
This rather knows what is mad, dare to let Baorong emperor lose face in front of others.
How can emperor Baorong endure such humiliation as a king?
"Good, good, good!" Emperor Baorong was so angry that he laughed back. The flame in his eyes almost swallowed Ning Tongzhi alive.
However, he seemed to have some scruples in his heart. He sneered for a long time and said, "master Ning Xian disobeyed me. I will drive him out of the palace from now on. I will never enter the palace for eternity!"
If you were someone else, you would have been pulled out and chopped. This kind of punishment is indeed a light punishment for Ning Tongzhi.
There is no accident in Yanbei city.
It must be that emperor Baorong had scruples about the mysterious family of Wuxian. Otherwise, he would not be soft hearted.
In looking at Ning, he didn't even raise his eyebrows and eyes, and the radian of his lips was as old as before. "Thank you, your majesty."
Then, without waiting for Baorong emperor to order people to come, he turned and left by himself.
Yan Beicheng looked at Ning Tongzhi's free and easy figure, but there was no joy in his heart.
At the moment, he realized that the scene was that Ning Tongzhi deliberately angered Baorong emperor.
Why did he leave so suddenly? What is his purpose in doing this?
"National teacher." After a period of anger, Baorong emperor's whole cheek was burned. His face was red, and he was a little tired between his eyebrows and eyes. "You step down first, I will continue to call you tomorrow."
"I will leave." Yan Beicheng stood up and bowed his head slightly.
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as usual, after leaving the Imperial Palace, he came from the secret road of the imperial palace. In exchange for the identity of Yan Beicheng, he went back to the palace of King Yu.
Mo Shanghua got up quite early today and had been waiting for Yan Beicheng to go to court. As soon as he came back, he held back everyone and sat opposite each other.
Yan Beicheng was half handsome and half evil, and his face was as good as blood. "It's no different for the emperor to be on the court. After going down to the court, he first summoned Yan cenxuan, and then summoned the national teacher and Naning Zhizhi…"
he told what happened today in detail with Mo Shanghua.
Mo Shanghua's face was dignified. She asked in a low voice, "has emperor Baorong called the imperial doctor to give advice recently?"
Yan Beicheng nodded slightly and said, "I went to the Imperial Palace today to see if someone had gone to the imperial hospital to inquire. He called the imperial doctor only three days ago. In the past two hundred years, even the imperial doctor who asked for a safe pulse could not get close to him. He just said that he was busy and had no time."
Mo Shanghua's conjecture seemed to have been carried out, and her tone was especially positive. "Baorong emperor's body must have gone wrong, but…"
her tone turned slightly, and her eyes were a little confused. "General Chen can't be reused, and even the chance to see his majesty is very little. How did he know about it?"
Yan Beicheng is also confused, but one thing is very sure, "this matter is certainly not as simple as you and I imagine. It's only because someone is behind the scenes that it will be so."
"Is it Yan Moli?" Mo Shanghua has a hundred thoughts in her heart. A guess surges into her heart and is soon snuffed out by herself.
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