Imperial marriage

Chapter 136

In front of Chaoyang Hall, Feng Qing paused.After all the people behind him came to a stop, he turned around, but didn't look at anyone else, and only told himself, "Go back."

There was only one sentence, the tone was indifferent, as if it didn't matter, and then, without looking again, he turned around alone and stepped on the steps.

The Feng family wanted to say something, but he had already walked away.

Feng Qing walked all the way into the Chaoyang Hall, and the Ningguo guards in front of him retreated carefully with weapons in hand.

Before he entered the hall, he thought someone had already notified him, so when they saw him, they were not in a panic, but panicked, wary, or guarded.

Everyone was looking at him, but he only looked at the high throne.

Entering the main hall from the outside, the guards could not retreat, and the fear in their eyes had sublimated into the fighting spirit of fighting to the death.

This fighting spirit reached its peak when a minister at the end shouted, "You still don't kill him!"

The guards who were retreating step by step rushed forward, and a group of people waved their weapons and rushed towards the slender but calm man with a fighting spirit.

"Kill ah-"

The first emperor and everyone Shen Xin were in their throats.Everyone thought that they would witness a tragedy on earth with their own eyes in this court hall.

But the long white figure flashed and then disappeared.A group of guards who had rushed upwards with all their strength were thrown into the air, and the descendants pushed the predecessors, and they all fell to the ground and fell into a pile.

Everyone couldn't help but feel happy, and some people really laughed out loud.

But before he finished laughing, he heard a scream from the high platform of the throne, "What do you want to do?"

Everyone hurriedly turned their heads, only to see the disappearing white figure arriving in front of the dragon chair at some point.

Finally exclaimed, "Your Majesty!"

A group of ministers below were crying and howling, and the face of a person in front of him was pale, Feng Qing didn't even see it, he only saw the dragon chair that symbolized the supreme status.

He turned his eyes to Emperor Ning, and smiled politely, "Please get out of the way."

Emperor Ning didn't panic anymore, his eyes turned into copper bells, and he stared straight at the person in front of him, with a fluttering beard at the corner of his mouth.

Emperor Ning was once the lord of a country, even if he had panicked and feared before.If Fengqing really came in with the corpses of Ning country soldiers all the way, as the loser, although he was miserable, he had nothing to say, but now, this person asked him for this position like this, and he was still so polite.

Although Feng Qing didn't think this way, Emperor Ning felt that he was a majestic emperor, being so slighted by others, he couldn't bear it anymore, his eyes widened with anger, and his beard fluttered on both sides.

He only met Feng Qing once, but that time Feng Qing was married with Emperor Xuan with a hijab covered, so he couldn't see his face, so he didn't know that the person who seized the throne was actually a forced palace.

After Feng Qing finished speaking, he waited for a few seconds. He was impatient, so he felt that after waiting for a long time, he saw Emperor Ning sitting on the spot puffing his beard and staring, but he couldn't get out of the way, so he lost his patience and stepped forward to hold his arm He lifted Emperor Ning with a gray beard from his seat.

Emperor Ning, who is in his 60s, is not shrunken like other old people, but he is still pulled aside from his seat and stands aside.

The hale and hearty old man was stunned for a few seconds in disbelief, and when he came back to his senses, he was furious and waved his wide sleeves, "Come here..."

For a moment, the originally noisy hall suddenly became quiet.

On the high platform, the frightening person just lay his head on the front of the dragon chair and fell asleep on it.

This is what the people below see.

However, Emperor Ning saw two lines of crystal tears slipping from the corners of his closed eyes, half of his shirt sleeves were wet in a blink of an eye.

He wanted to invite someone to come, but he suddenly stopped speaking, and could no longer utter a sound.

There was another person beside me at some point.

Mo Ning held a cloak in his hand. Although he was not humble, he respectfully bowed to Emperor Ning with a Buddhist salute, "Young son Fengqing, you are causing trouble to His Majesty."

Emperor Ning was taken aback for a moment, a moment of enlightenment flashed in Shicai's eyes, but he was more surprised.However, no matter what kind of mood it was, he stopped talking and nodded at Mo Ning, then got off the high platform first.

Below, a group of courtiers looked at each other in blank dismay, most of them couldn't react in time, and didn't understand why, they should have been panicked and anxious, but now they were full of bewilderment.

Emperor Ning got off the high platform and left without saying a word from the beginning to the end. A group of people watched and didn't know whether to have it or stay.

It was Prime Minister Xiao Hechao who made the first move, leaving the Chaoyang Hall, and the crowd left the two people on the high platform behind and left one after another.

Mo Ning only hugged the sleeping man to the chair and covered him with the cloak.

His eyes were moist and lubricated from the bridge of the nose and the corners of the eyes, and he had long regretted it in his heart.

He sighed softly, "Have a good rest."