The Delicate Prince and His Shrewd Peasant Consort

When Nangong Yu arrived at the palace, Nangong was already there waiting for the emperor. 「^ 追 ^ 书 ^ 帮 ^ 首 ~ 发」

He handed his cloak to a eunuch, and then went straight to the emperor.

When the emperor walked to his side, the emperor gave him a meaningful look and closed his eyes again.

Nangong Yu did not speak, but remained silently there.

Father, at this time, are you still afraid of me? Do you doubt me? I didn't want to go this way. It was you and your elder brother who pushed me to the abyss. I have no way back.

Everyone was very upset about the emperor's illness this time. As soon as he entered the early dynasty, everyone began to talk about it.

"I don't know how the emperor's condition is going? Aren't you looking good these days? Why did you suddenly fall ill?"

"Who knows, it will be the Mid-Autumn Festival in three days. How should this Mid-Autumn Festival be celebrated?"

"The Mid-Autumn Festival is usually hosted by the emperor and the queen's maiden. Now the emperor is ill, and I am afraid that the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet will be cancelled."

It's time to go to the early dynasty, and the emperor hasn't come out yet. As everyone talks about it, they see the little virtue coming.

"My lords, the emperor has some discomfort and will not go to the ward today. The emperor let the slaves tell you the lords. Please rest assured that there are things to prepare for Mid-Autumn Festival. I hope everyone will prepare them in advance." Just walked down from the dragon chair.

"It seems that the emperor's illness is not as severe as we think. The Mid-Autumn Festival banquet must be held as usual."

"Yeah, yeah, we are more attentive, I hope the emperor will get better soon."

"Maybe, with the festive spirit of August 15th, can the emperor's illness be better soon?"

"The Emperor Hongfu is boundless, and he will certainly be able to change his fortune."

In the voice of people, the early dynasty ended like this.

Everyone has a different understanding of what Xiao Dezi said, at least Nangong Yu is not the same as what they think.

The emperor asked Xiaodezi to bring his words out, obviously to comfort the courtiers present.

Regarding the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet, what will it look like? Only by that day can we know.

At this time, Nangong was passing by his side as if trying to meditate on some things so much that the two met and did not say hello.

The Emperor's Royal Army of 30,000 people is now full, but there are only 3,000 people.

Thinking of this, Nangong Yan took a long breath.

This killing scene is getting closer and closer to himself, and if it can be avoided, he still hopes that such things will not happen.

"Second prince, please stay away, can you borrow a step to speak?" A voice came from behind him.

Nangong Yu turned his head and found out that this man was the grandfather of the state, Wang Yaozu.

I saw him walking towards himself quickly, and Nangong's expression changed.

"Well, is there anything?" Nangong asked.

The grandfather Guo held Nangong's hand and lowered his voice and said, "I went to see the emperor yesterday. His situation is not very optimistic. Are you ready?"

Nangong Yu looked at Guo Guoye and nodded firmly.

"Okay, then I'll rest assured, everything will go according to the original plan." After speaking, Grandpa Guo turned and left.

Looking at his back, Nangong chuckled.