But at this moment, Zhang Li's expression changed, and he burst into maniacal laughter!

This truly surprised Lü Bu.

Hahahaha!

"How laughable that foolish ruler! After the prince repelled the Tu Yuan soldiers' attack, she actually rushed to send him an imperial edict and gold medal!"

"Not to reinforce the prince, but to force him to withdraw his troops! To stop him from continuing to resist the Tu Yuan people!"

"Such behavior is something I have never heard of or seen before. Only a tyrannical ruler could do such a thing!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the crowd was filled with anger and a chorus of curses erupted.

"We only knew that this tyrannical ruler wanted to cede Xijing to the country, but we never expected that she would even issue an imperial edict and send a gold medal to order the prince to withdraw his troops!"

"How could such a person exist! This is simply... as stupid as a pig and as wicked as a jackal!"

Someone else cursed, "Comparing her to animals is giving her too much credit; I think she's worse than a pig or a dog!"

"How dare someone like that occupy the throne?! What virtue or ability does she possess?!"

"The Prince's arrival in the capital is a righteous army! This tyrannical emperor fled Jinling precisely because he felt guilty, hence his hasty escape!"

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Meanwhile, Jin Fengluan, still fleeing towards Nanze, was screaming in the carriage:

"Summon Jin Jiande here! Tell him to find me a dragon robe!"

Knowing that Jin Fengluan looked disheveled and was being unreasonable.

But Jin Jiande still couldn't bear it, feeling as if he were being stabbed in the back, since Jin Fengluan had never suffered such grievances before.

He only regretted that he was incompetent and failed to protect her throne, causing her to suffer so much along the way.

But there's nothing we can do about the current situation.

He simply closed his eyes, leaned back in the car in silence, and pretended not to hear.

Naturally, Jin Fengluan's screams grew even louder:

"Jin Jiande! Jin Jiande!"

"Where are you?! Come here right now!!"

"Stop playing dead! Come here right now!"

"Do you no longer listen to me? Do you think I'm no longer the emperor because I moved away from Jinling?! That I can't be used by you anymore?!"

Hearing the sounds, Jin Jiande could no longer ignore them and could only sigh heavily.

He lowered his head, glanced at the woman beside him who was tightly bound and gagged, and whispered:

"I'm going out to see His Majesty. Don't move."

The woman's eyes seemed to spit fire, and she made "mmm" sounds through her gagged mouth.

Jin Jianren felt a pang of sadness watching this, and shook his head, saying:

"You must have had a tough journey."

"After I see His Majesty, I'll loosen the ropes on you, but you're not allowed to cause any trouble."

The woman glared at him fiercely.

Jin Jiande pursed his lips, then lifted the curtain of the carriage. As soon as he stepped out of the curtain and looked at the carriage in front, he saw something being thrown at his head.

With a "smack," the object hit Jin Jiande, and Jin Fengluan's angry expression appeared in her eyes.

She poked her head out of the carriage tent, her phoenix crown askew, her pretty face disheveled, her hair pale, and a trace of filth still clinging to the corner of her lips.

Seeing this made Jin Jiande's heart clench; he felt both grief and pain!

How could His Majesty, who was naturally beautiful and whose every gesture and smile was so endearing, have fallen to such a state?

"Sigh!" He sighed heavily in his heart.

At that moment, Jin Fengluan's sharp scream rang out.

"Didn't you hear me speaking?!"

"What are you doing in the car?! Look at me! Look at the state I've become!"

Jin Jiande quickly said:

"I heard you, Your Majesty, but we are on our way and have nowhere to change into a dragon robe."

"Your Majesty, please bear with it a little longer. Once we arrive in Nanze, I will have the Imperial Wardrobe make ten garments for you!"

To everyone's surprise, these words only made Jin Fengluan even angrier.

"The Imperial Wardrobe? What Imperial Wardrobe came from!"

"They left Jinling in such a hurry that many people didn't have time to leave. These despicable traitors not only want to seize my palace, but also my people!"

As she spoke, her angry expression gradually turned sorrowful:

"They left in such a hurry, without having time to take everyone with them, and without having time to bring many things. What am I supposed to do now?!"

Jin Jiande hurriedly comforted him:

"Your Majesty, there is no need to worry. Nanze still has the old palace. Whatever you need, I will find it for you!"

"It will definitely not be inferior to the imperial palace in Nanjing!" he assured, patting his chest.

Jin Fengluan shook her head, her voice growing increasingly sorrowful:

"Everything else is fine, but this person is nowhere to be found."

"It's fine if the others haven't left, but the Minister of Personnel is a loyal and capable man who can offer advice and suggestions. Since taking charge of the Ministry of Personnel, he has handled matters big and small in an orderly manner, which is convincing."

"When I left the capital this time, I sent people to his residence many times, hoping to take him with me. Unfortunately, he is bedridden and unable to get out of bed. His health is... alas!"

"The Minister of Heaven is an invaluable and capable minister. I wonder what will become of him if he stays in Jinling."

"If the traitor were to set foot in Jinling, the fate of the Heavenly Official would be uncertain."

These words saddened Jin Jiande as well, and he cupped his hands in greeting:

"His Majesty is kind-hearted and still cares about the Heavenly Official."

"The official in charge of the Heavenly Court is an upright man and has a good reputation throughout the country. He is well-regarded both in the imperial court and in the marketplace."

"As the saying goes, good people are always blessed by the heavens. The Heavenly Official will surely be alright! Your Majesty, there is no need to worry too much, lest you harm your health."

Unbeknownst to her, Jin Fengluan's anger gradually subsided, and she calmed down.

Thinking back to her earlier request for the dragon robe, which she realized was indeed asking too much, she shook her head and continued:

"What you say is true, but as you know, it is precisely because the Heavenly Official is too upright that I fear that if he sees the traitor enter the capital, he will die of anger by striking his head against a pillar."

"You know, the Heavenly Official is capable of doing this kind of thing."

Jin Jiande's expression froze, and his face turned somewhat grim.

"Then... let's hope that the Heavenly Official will be wise enough to protect himself and not fight the traitor to the death."

Jin Fengluan nodded, rubbing her tightly knit brows, and said:

"That's all we can do."

"I hope he waits patiently in Jinling, and we'll return from Nanze to rescue the Heavenly Official later!"

At this point, she glanced into the distance, but her voice turned cold:

"Hmph, when I return to the capital, I will make this traitor pay for his blood debt!"

"You took mine! You all have to spit it all out!" Jin Fengluan bared her teeth, looking as if she wanted nothing more than to tear Qin Ze to pieces.

Without saying another word, she held her breath and pulled her head back into the tent flap.

After she went inside, Jin Jiande shook his head and sighed softly.

He turned to look at the boundless night, his face filled with loneliness.

"Can we ever go back? I'm afraid there's no hope of ever returning."

"Your Majesty... let's just stay in Nanze. I hope the traitor will stop at Jinling and not come to Nanze again."

"That would be the best thing."

He muttered something to himself, then turned and went back into the car.