Chapter 648 (1/2)

In the morning, the people all over the city gave their Highness the eighth wedding. There was a lot of noise and excitement.

In the middle of the night, this group of people turned back to the city, but the doors of every family were closed, and they didn't even dare to light an oil lamp. In such a big capital, it was dark, and there was no prosperous scene in the past.

The gates of the Imperial Palace are heavily guarded, and hundreds of ministers are gathered in front of the Chaohua gate? When his highness Ba returned to the palace, everyone looked dignified. When he saw a line of ships coming, everyone was like a great enemy.

Until Rong Sheng landed calmly and raised his hand to signal the people to step back, these individuals were obviously relieved. The leading old minister bowed with everyone, ”see your master.”

Before the sound fell, the old minister asked anxiously, ”did your highness ever come back with you?”

Rongsheng didn't speak, but looked back at the dragon head boat.

The old minister looked along his line of sight and saw Wenjiu and Xie Heng go ashore hand in hand.

The golden and Jade Emperor Yan himself held an oil paper umbrella to block the wind and rain for his highness ba. They walked side by side and were coming this way.

”Master, this...” the eldest minister was surprised and couldn't help but tremble his voice and said, ”the emperor only said to call his highness Ba back to the palace. Why did you bring back Yan Huang?”

Rong Sheng's half face was hidden under the mask, so that people could not see happiness and anger. Even his eyes were indifferent. He suddenly glanced at the old minister, who quickly shut up.

The ministers behind him were even more trembling. They didn't dare to speak again at the moment.

Wenjiu was thinking about what the emperor wanted to do all the way.

The heavy rain knocked on the umbrella, and her thoughts became messy.

Even if the emperor came out of this vein, she was really the only one left. There were so many royal clans that people wanted that seat. The Emperor didn't know that she was a useless loser in the Western Chu. If he tried so hard to get her back, he couldn't think of some feelings of father and daughter and want to talk with her?

She was thinking like this. She walked to the palace gate in a few steps. All the ministers and guards saluted together, ”see your highness eight! See your majesty Yan Huang!”

”No gift.”

This sound is the sound of warm wine and Xie Heng directly overlapping together.

The night wind was howling, the lights in front of the palace gate were blown shaky, and everyone's faces were covered with dark clouds.

At the moment, Rong Sheng seemed particularly calm and calm. He raised his hand slightly, made an ”please” gesture to Xie Heng and others, turned around with his negative hand and took the lead in.

The chamberlains on both sides of the palace road quickly led the way with lamps. It rained heavily and the lights waved. The rain washed the blood on the ground clean, but the blood in the air could not be removed.

Wen Jiu and Xie Heng stepped into the Palace door side by side. Expressionless Xie Yu and Xie Wanjin followed, followed by a group of officials accompanying Dayan and Qingyi guards.

No one spoke all the way.

There are only countless footsteps and wind and rain mixed together, gently shallow and overlapping.

Soon, a crowd came to the door of the emperor's bedroom.

Wen Jiu and Xie Heng clasped their fingers. As soon as they were about to step inside, they saw that the door of the hall was half open. Meng Chengyun came out with a small waiter. His face was rigorous and said, ”the emperor has an order. Only his highness eight and the National Normal University came in.”

Wen Jiu frowned slightly and couldn't help glancing at Xie Heng, ”then I'll go first, you...”

Her heart was full of doubts: