After entering the palace, Wei Fu found that it was even more beautiful inside than outside. It exuded an atmosphere of wealth everywhere, which made her feel very comfortable. It was much better than the feeling of entering the Zhenbei Marquis Mansion.
As she walked, she stretched her neck to look around, just like Granny Liu entering the Grand View Garden, taking in the scenery of the palace in her dazzled state.
But the closer she got to the Imperial Study, the more uncomfortable she felt. But this wasn't right. Master said the Emperor was a Purple Star. How could a place with a Purple Star make people feel uncomfortable?
In the imperial study, the emperor was discussing matters with his ministers when he heard the eunuch say that Princess Yahe had come with her daughter to see him. His expression immediately brightened: "Is Yahe's health improved? She can even enter the palace. Quick, quick, let her in."
"Please wait a moment, everyone. I haven't seen my sister for a long time."
All the ministers expressed their understanding.
The eunuch said hesitantly, "Your Majesty, please don't be angry."
Then he went out to ask for help. The emperor was bewildered by the eunuch's words, but when he saw the face of Princess Yahe who came in, he slapped the dragon table and smashed it, shouting angrily: "Who beat you like this!"
Seeing the ministers in the palace, Jin Chan knew that Princess Yahe couldn't say anything. She knelt down and kowtowed to the emperor, crying, "Please, Your Majesty, help me. The Marquis of Zhenbei beat me, and he wants to kill me! Ever since I married into the Marquis of Zhenbei's mansion, he has beaten me whenever he gets upset. I was worried that my daughter would be implicated, so I asked the Taoist priest to take her away. But if my daughter returns today, the Marquis of Zhenbei will kill her."
Upon hearing this, the Emperor was furious: "Is the Marquis of Zhenbei planning a rebellion? Does he think I'm dead? Zhang Feng, go and tie the Marquis of Zhenbei up and bring him to the palace. I'm going to cut open his guts and see what they're made of!"
"Doctor, go call the doctor."
He came over personally with a distressed look in his heart and helped Princess Yahe to sit on the couch. Seeing how badly she was injured, he opened his mouth to ask a question, but it was as if all the words were stuck in his throat and he couldn't ask anything.
He could only turn his head to look at his niece.
Once you see it, you can’t take your eyes off it.
The little baby, who was over five years old, was born with a cute face. His dark eyes were like a clear spring, full of spirit. He was very pleasing to the eye, much more pleasing to the eye than his troublesome sons. His pure temperament made people feel relaxed and comfortable just by looking at him.
But the little guy was now staring at his forehead, his two delicate eyebrows almost twisted together.
It gives people a feeling of being worried to death.
It makes people laugh.
Princess Yahe saw the uncle and nephew looking at each other and said, "Fu'er, call uncle."
Wei Fu called out "Uncle" obediently in his baby voice, but the worry on his face did not diminish.
The emperor felt so relieved by the call of uncle that he immediately embraced her lovingly, gently stroked her head, and asked softly, "Are you worried about mother, Fu'er?"
The palace servants serving in the hall were shocked to see that the emperor was actually holding Wei Fu. The emperor had so many princes, but he had only held the Crown Prince in his arms, and that was only once. He had never held any other princes.
Wei Fu shook his head and touched the emperor's forehead. He placed his soft hand on it, and the black air lingering on the forehead dissipated for the most part, revealing a purple air.
"Fur is worried about my uncle, but don't worry, I'm here and I'll protect you." The master said that Ziwei Star cannot be influenced by evil spirits, otherwise all lives will be lost and the people will be displaced. She will not be able to eat delicious food, buy fun toys, or see the bustling streets.
When everyone saw that Wei Fu was so bold as to reach out and touch the emperor's face, their hearts were lifted up. Even Princess Yahe was a little nervous, worried that the emperor would be angry.
Only the emperor felt very amused when he heard Wei Fu's words. A little kid who was only five years old said that he wanted to protect him.
However, recently he always felt that his body was heavy and his heart was full of anger, but when Wei Fu's little hand touched him just now, he actually felt that the heaviness in his body disappeared.
He pinched Wei Fu's chubby cheeks, laughed and said, "Well, uncle, I'll have to trouble Fu'er to protect you from now on." The emperor was very pleased that the little guy had the intention to protect him.
"Defu, draft an edict on my behalf to confer the title of Princess Ankang on Princess Yahe's daughter, Wei Fu."
He had always wanted to give Wei Fu a title, but every time he sent someone to the Zhenbei Marquis's mansion to ask Princess Yahe, Princess Yahe said it was unnecessary. Furthermore, Wei Fu was not in the capital, so he did not rush.
When Princess Yahe asked a Taoist priest to take Wei Fu away, he was very puzzled and sent someone to ask. Princess Yahe said that Wei Fu was destined to have a disaster and needed to follow the Taoist priest to turn the disaster into good fortune.
Now that he is back, he likes this cute, sweet-mouthed niece very much. This title is his gift to his niece.
The imperial physician arrived soon, and the emperor had Princess Yahe and the imperial physician taken to a side hall to treat Princess Yahe, leaving Wei Fu here to talk.
Princess Yahe and the others had just left when Zhang Feng arrived with the Marquis of Zhenbei.
The emperor was stunned when he saw the Marquis of Zhenbei. Could this charred man be the suave and handsome general, the Marquis of Zhenbei?
Why does he look even worse off than his sister?
When the emperor saw the Marquis of Zhenbei like this, he didn't feel a penny of sympathy in his heart. Thinking of Princess Yahe's injuries, he said angrily: "Marquis of Zhenbei, do you know your crime?"
The Marquis of Zhenbei was thrown to the ground by Zhang Feng, half dead. He struggled to support himself and looked at Wei Fu in horror, saying anxiously, "Your Majesty, please let go of that little demon! She can bewitch people and summon thunder and lightning. I was struck by thunder and Her Royal Highness was also injured by her. After the injury, she controlled her mind. This little demon is not my daughter. Your Majesty, please don't let her deceive you."
When he came back to his senses after being struck by lightning, Wei Fu had already run away with Princess Yahe. He immediately ordered people to seal off the Marquis's mansion, but Wei Fu still escaped. He had never seen a child with such extraordinary abilities.
Wei Fu was so frightened that his mouth shrank into a duck egg shape. How could he confuse right and wrong in front of others?
She looked at the emperor anxiously, fearing that he would believe what the Marquis of Zhenbei said: "Fer didn't summon the lightning, it was the talisman that Master gave Fuer that summoned the lightning. It wasn't Fuer who injured my mother, it was him who did it."
"As soon as Fu'er returned home, she saw him beating her mother. However, he didn't want her as a daughter, and Fu'er didn't want him as a father either. He was too ugly and would die young. But Fu'er still wanted to be her mother's daughter and her uncle's niece."
After she finished speaking, in order to prove her words, she took out a thunder talisman from the small cloth bag on her chest and muttered something. The talisman disappeared out of thin air, and then dark clouds gathered above the imperial study, and a bolt of thunder struck the Marquis of Zhenbei swiftly.
After she did this, the emperor had no time to say anything to stop her before a bolt of lightning struck down, so hard that the bones of the Marquis of Zhenbei could be seen clearly.
emperor:"……"
This time, it wasn't just Wei Fu's mouth that was shaped like a duck egg, but the mouths of everyone else in the imperial study were shaped like a duck egg.
Are there really gods these days who can draw down thunder and use it for their own benefit?
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