Why Cry After Returning to Modern Times, When You Gave Me Silent Treatment Before?

The marquis brought back a transmigrated woman from the battlefield. She was foolish and arrogant, held lingerie shows in ancient times, declared that everyone was equal, and made a complete fool o...

Chapter 199 Entering the Palace

I think it was those ministers who flattered them and pushed them out as targets.

"Miss, I'm only telling you this in private. The court has already made up its mind on this matter. Your wishes are not important."

"Don't act on impulse and offend the emperor. That would be a capital crime."

Northern region?

Isn’t that the Huns’ territory?

boom!

Chen Wei was struck by lightning, and his body stood there straight, as if he had become a sculpture in an instant.

The worst result has come. Did the imperial court still agree to a series of treaties with the Huns?

Moreover, how did she and the others in the martial arts gym become part of the compensation?

What exactly happened?

How did it fall on the head of the female student in the martial arts school!

Chen Wei suddenly felt her scalp tingling. She had not yet found a way to go home. During this period, she had asked many elders and masters, but none of them had any clue.

She had planned to hand over everything to Xiaoying and Xiangrong once the martial arts school was stable, and she would leave the capital and find a way back to the modern era.

She thought...

But I never expected it!

At this moment, you will receive such a message.

No matter how hard she tried to escape this cannibalistic system, there seemed to be invisible strings restraining her.

Obviously, he had worked so hard and finally escaped from the Marquis' Mansion and left Xie Yuchuan, and even had a shop and a yard in the capital.

But when I looked back, I realized that I had never escaped.

Emotions surged like a tide. Chen Wei didn't know how she got to the palace. When she realized it, she was already standing outside the palace waiting to be summoned.

"Weiwei..." Xiaoying looked at the majestic guard at the door and couldn't help trembling slightly, even though she had done nothing wrong.

But just standing here is enough to make one's heart jump out of their throat.

Shen Wei calmed down.

He looked up at the palace, shook Xiaoying's hand firmly, and whispered to her, "Don't be afraid, there's nothing to be afraid of. They all have a pair of eyes and a mouth."

"Now that things have come to this, we have no way out. We might as well ask why the powerful people don't step forward when the court is in trouble, but instead sacrifice us women to protect ourselves."

Xiaoying's lips, which had turned white from being bitten by fear, gave Chen Wei a bitter smile.

The two of them walked into the palace together. The emperor was not the only one in this huge palace.

Sitting high on the dragon throne in the middle is the current emperor. His face cannot be seen clearly because of the crown and tassels on his head. Several ministers stand on each side of the emperor.

At this time, everyone's eyes were focused on Shen Wei and Xiaoying.

"Your humble servant pays respect to the Emperor. Long live the Emperor."

"Your humble servant Xiaoying pays homage to His Majesty. Long live the Emperor."

The emperor's powerful voice came from above, and it was hard to tell whether he was happy or angry: "Get up."

After the two stood up, one of the ministers immediately began to praise them: "Miss Shen, the righteous deeds you two have done among the people are well known in the capital."

"Even our emperor has heard of it."

"You are said to be chivalrous and heroic women."

"I summoned you here this time because I need to inform you of something. I believe that given your noble and righteous deeds, you will certainly do your utmost to help me..."

The minister first praised them a few times, and then suggested letting them go to the Xiongnu, hoping that they would be unable to refuse for the sake of national justice.

After all, Chen Wei had done so many good things in the capital before, which was the entry point.

Now she has been praised as a good person and a great philanthropist in the capital, and she has been put on a high pedestal and subjected to moral torture. Does she still dare to refuse?