Chapter 957 Who are you?
"I want to see the Emperor!"
At Ye Zheng's residence, Ran Xiaoyu got out of bed, supporting her injured shoulder. She pushed aside the maidservant who came to serve her and shouted, "I want to see the emperor!"
"Xiaoyu, don't be anxious."
Ye Zheng was standing next to her and wanted to go forward to help her, but he was worried that she would beat him again. He could only stretch out his hands and pretend to protect her, but he didn't dare to touch her at all.
"How can I not be anxious? The Imperial Concubine was abducted, and you didn't even go to look for her."
“…”
"How many days has it been now?"
“…”
"What if she's in danger?"
Ran Xiaoyu became more and more anxious as she spoke, pointing at Ye Zheng and saying, "I'm telling you, if something happens to the Queen, I'll—I'll tear your house down!"
Ye Zheng was so frightened that he quickly waved his hands: "Don't mess around, this is your home too."
"you--"
Ran Xiaoyu was so angry that her face turned pale. She immediately reached out to hit him, but a sharp pain came from her shoulder, and she broke out in a cold sweat. Ye Zheng hurriedly said, "Ah, don't be angry. If you want to hit me, you have to wait until your own injury is healed before you do it."
When the maid next to them heard this, they couldn't help but cover their mouths and laugh.
Ye Zheng also felt that this was not the right thing to do and he had lost the dignity of the master, so he waved his hands at them hurriedly, and the maids suppressed their laughter and left the room.
Ye Zheng then stepped forward, held her arm and helped her sit back on the bed.
As soon as she sat down, Ran Xiaoyu angrily shook off his hand.
Ye Zheng sighed, squatted aside, and said seriously: "We are as worried about the Imperial Concubine as you are. We have already sent people to look for her."
"Send people, how many people did you send?"
"That's it..." Ye Zheng felt a little guilty when he said this, and could only say vaguely: "It's the Jinyiwei people."
Upon hearing this, Ran Xiaoyu's brows furrowed even tighter.
"I know, it's that little brat Li Bushang. He's so small himself, how could he possibly save the Empress? And—"
"And what?"
“…”
Ran Xiaoyu recalled the way Li Bushang treated Si Nanyan that day in the cold palace, and the gloom between her brows became even heavier.
She didn't say anything, but just said: "I don't care, I want to see the emperor and tell him about this!"
"I really can't."
Seeing that she was about to stand up, Ye Zheng stretched out his hands to hold her shoulders and said seriously: "Xiaoyu, don't be willful at this time. The emperor - he can't do anything right now."
“……?”
When Ran Xiaoyu heard this, her heart sank.
"What do you mean, can't do anything?"
"The Emperor's situation is very complicated right now."
“…”
"In order to appease the current situation, the Empress, He Yi and the others are already very exhausted. You really should not disturb them for this matter. If the court is really in chaos now, even if you rescue the Imperial Concubine, I am afraid there will be no place in the world where you can rest in peace."
Ran Xiaoyu was startled.
She said, "What happened to the emperor?"
Ye Zheng frowned and was silent for a long time before he said, "His current situation is very complicated. In short, we must not act rashly."
Ran Xiaoyu glared at him, then said coldly: "I know you are all people who want to do great things, but I am not. I can't care about the people of the world, nor can I care about the stability of Peking. I just want to protect the people I want to protect. I don't want her to suffer."
“…”
"I want to rescue the concubine."
“…”
"If you can't do it, I'll do it. I've done it before, and I can do it now. No one can stop me!"
"you--"
Facing the stubborn and ruthless Ran Xiaoyu, Ye Zheng could only smile bitterly for a moment.
He thought for a moment and said, "How about this? I'll go back to the palace to take a look at the situation. Then, we can figure out a solution, okay? Your shoulder injury hasn't healed yet. If you rush out, not only will you fail to save the imperial concubine, but you'll also get yourself into trouble. Wouldn't that make the situation even worse?"
Hearing him say this, Ran Xiaoyu turned her head again and looked at her shoulder which was bandaged thickly.
Finally nodded: "Yeah."
In the afternoon, Ye Zheng entered the palace again.
Now, he is one of the few people who can still enter the palace and the emperor's bedroom.
Although he saw the ministers gathered outside the palace gate and did not disperse, some of them even came up to him and pulled his sleeves, asking him to convey their words to the emperor.
"It's been so many days, and the Emperor still refuses to attend court?"
"Your Majesty, if you don't attend court and ignore state affairs like this, the country will be destroyed!"
"Yes, if the emperor acts like this, where will the world be?"
…
Under normal circumstances, he might have agreed with these words, but now he was in no mood to pay any attention.
Ye Zheng was about to turn around and walk inside when a familiar figure appeared in front of him. It was none other than Duke Chengguo.
He stared at Ye Zheng with a serious face: "Sir Ye, how long will the emperor continue to be like this?"
When Ye Zheng saw him, he could only bow and salute: "Duke."
"The Emperor hasn't given everyone a clear explanation regarding the Grand Altar yet, and now, he hasn't been attending court or handling government affairs for several days. Could it be that the Great Yan Dynasty is truly as insignificant as a feather in the Emperor's eyes?"
Ye Zheng broke out in a cold sweat on his back.
He said, "Please do not misunderstand, Duke. The Emperor has been unwell for the past few days, so he is temporarily absent from court. After these days, the Emperor will naturally summon everyone again to deal with state affairs. Duke is highly respected and I hope you can appease the ministers."
After saying this, he raised his hand to salute, turned around and walked into the palace gate.
Wu Yingqiu looked at his back.
There was darkness in his eyes.
Ye Zheng walked hurriedly forward on the long and empty road.
Today is the third day that the "Taishangwangqing" in Zhu Feng's body has taken effect.
The entire palace is under tight security.
Along the way, except for the guards on duty, everyone was touching the knife at their waist, and there was no other palace maids or eunuchs.
After a while, he finally arrived outside the bedroom.
He took a deep breath, then pushed the door open and walked in.
As soon as I entered the door, my eyes widened in surprise.
Because he saw Zhu Feng leaning against the head of the bed.
Just two days ago, he couldn't move at all, and even the simplest action, such as eating, could only be completed with the help of others.
Now, I can sit up.
Is that right? Is he better now?
Zhu Feng was wearing a snow-white robe. Perhaps it was because of the internal torment he had been experiencing these days, but he looked very pale. He sat leaning against the wall with his long hair hanging on his shoulders, showing a rare sense of weakness.
A pair of eyes as pure as a spotless mirror.
He was looking at the people standing in front of the bed - He Yi, Xu Miaoyin and others.
Ye Zheng hurried forward: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty!"
“…”
Upon hearing his voice, Zhu Feng turned his gaze to him again, frowning slightly.
"Who are you?"
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