When Zhan Yan entered the palace, the Manchu Dynasty civil and military were waiting to say hello to the emperor, but they heard that the queen was gone.

"Zhan Yan! Are you playing a game with me? Dongfang Che was furious, and the Manchu Dynasty was so frightened that they were silent.

Zhan Yan rubbed his eyes, looking sad, "Game? What game? The old minister didn't have the heart to play games with the emperor, the old minister just wanted to ask the emperor where he got the old minister's beloved daughter! "

"Bold!" Dongfang Che slapped the armrest of the dragon chair fiercely, and many officials were so shocked that they didn't dare to straighten their backs, but Zhan Yan was calm, "My queen, I haven't seen her since I let her go home, and now you're here to ask me for someone?!" "

"Your Majesty!" Zhan Yan suddenly sat down under the court, and the civil and military officials who watched it were all dumbfounded!

"Zhan Yan! You get up! What do you look like! Dongfang Che didn't know what Zhan Yan's plan was, and he didn't know that he now thought that he had a few heads around his neck, and he actually had the audacity to splash it in front of the emperor!

"Your Majesty, you know! The old minister's family only has Meixiang's daughter! The emperor said that he sent Meixiang back to the house, but the old minister didn't see Meixiang at all! Today's pick-up team came to the house, and the old minister was even more confused! Your Majesty, return Meixiang to the minister! That's the lifeblood of the old minister! "

After speaking, Zhan Yan also slapped the ground with his thick palm, looking like he was crying and grabbing the ground.

Dongfang Che frowned and was silent for a while, looking at Zhan Yan suspiciously, but he wanted to think carefully about whether there was a flaw in his words, but he was upset by Zhan Yan's thunderous cry.

"What are you crying about! I didn't cry! Dongfang Che held his forehead, not wanting to see Zhan Yan, an old naughty boy, perform a crying scene.

The civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty looked at each other even more, an emperor who lost the queen, and an old courtier who led thousands of troops and horses and commanded the Manchu generals, actually cried tears in the main hall......

"Master Zhan...... Don't cry......"

"Master Zhan, get up quickly...... While the emperor hasn't gotten angry yet......"

"Master Zhan, there's no way you can cry here, get up quickly and send someone to find your daughter......

Seeing that the emperor turned his head to the side silently, the Manchu Dynasty civil and military forces couldn't stand still, so they all whispered to persuade Zhan Yan, but Zhan Yan still didn't do anything, sat on the ground and cried bitterly.

No one knew that Zhan Yan's tears were real, not pretended. It's just that he didn't cry about the loss of his daughter, but because he recalled the loss of his beloved wife and the fact that his daughter was wronged.

Although Zhan Yan is a generation of veteran generals, he has seen many ups and downs on the battlefield, and has said goodbye to many lives, but he didn't expect that his persistence and negligence would let his beloved wife disappear in his life at such a young age, and he actually let his daughter stay sick in bed all the year round, almost poisoned by a traitor, even if he is an iron-blooded man, there is a trace of tenderness in his heart, how can he easily give up those loves.

Although Zhan Yan cried so funny in the court, no one understood the pain in his heart. Every time Zhan Yan recalled Zhan Meixiang, who was so sick that he only had one breath left, and tried his best to dismantle the haode kite that he made with his own hands, how he hoped that Zhan Meixiang was tearing down his bones and letting him bear all the guilt and pain.