A tight gong sounded, and the sound became more and more compact, and as soon as He Nuo heard it, he knew that this was the only time when the emperor summoned the group to knock on a major event.

Although He Nuo could expect that the dynasty must have encountered something big, he knew that he was currently soft-spoken, and he was not qualified to participate in such a court meeting, so he didn't have any special feelings.

But at this time, He Nuo heard a commotion. Then, he saw those people he saw in the Qianran Underground Palace, and at that time, it was very dangerous, and now he saw it again, as if he was a world away.

Mu Jiangliu and Rong Ying walked over slowly, glanced at He Nuo, their eyes flashed, but they didn't speak.

Because according to the rules of the Qingcang Society, no matter how much you fight in the Qianran Dungeon, you can do it, but once you get out of the Qianran Dungeon, within nine days, you can't fight each other.

This is the rule set by Emperor Gao back then, He Nuo thinks about it now, there is some truth, one is that intrigue in the Qianran underground palace can be called a test, but after leaving the Qianran underground palace, if you still fight like this, it will hinder unity, as for the nine-day rule, it may be because when you first come out of the Qianran underground palace, many people will be injured, which gives people a buffer time to prevent someone from taking advantage of the danger.

He Nuo was thinking about it, so he looked at Jiang Yi'an in front of him, Mo Shangchu, thinking that they were pushing the boulder in the Qianran Dungeon to trap him, and there was still some hatred in his heart, but Liao Xingyun beside him saw He Nuo's expression and shook his head lightly at him.

He Nuo understood in his heart, and remembered that if it wasn't for that boulder trapping them, I am afraid they would not have the opportunity to go deeper into the Qianran Underground Palace, so he was a little relieved.

He Nuo and they seemed to be the last group to come out of the Qianran Underground Palace, and the others had been waiting for a long time, and sure enough, as soon as they appeared, many people's eyes swept over He Nuo, Ying Lingyue, and Liao Xingyun, and their eyes were a little greedy, wondering what they had gotten in it after they had penetrated so many layers.

However, He Nuo thought back on this trip, and was quite satisfied, not only did he know the soul puppet and hallucinations in it, which can explain the truth of his father's wrongdoing, but also got a jade hairpin known as the "key of the spiritual eye" and an ancient jade engraved with "thunder" on it, although the ancient jade engraved with the word "soil" was taken away by someone among them, but He Nuo could feel the heaviness in his chest, he glanced at Ying Lingyue and Liao Xingyun with his spare eyes, and saw that although their expressions were very calm, but the corners of their mouths were involved in a faint smile, Let He Nuo know that they must have gotten something good in that magnificent palace.

However, at this time, He Nuo had an important task, that is, he wanted to find Mu Yanxi as soon as possible and use the "Key of the Spirit Eye" to cure her cold body, but did Mu Yanxi and Meng Ruo rescue her?

Thinking of this, the relaxed feeling that He Nuo had when he just left the Qianran Dungeon was gone, and he only felt that the road ahead was still long.

He Nuo's eyes searched the surroundings carefully, and the people here were all in the top twenty of the Qingcang Society, but as he expected, he didn't see He Huaixin here, the figure of the fourth prince who was originally muscular and straight, but later his temperament changed greatly and was taken captive by Yu Yufei.

He Nuo couldn't help but secretly think, "If Yu Yufei leaves the Qianran Dungeon and unites his younger brother with a yin vulture character, the two of them will join forces, 'Tsing Yi Huaiyuan, Yu Fei Eight Desolations' is enough to pose a threat to the Jinyang Dynasty." ”

At this time, Wei Zhengxun walked past He Nuo, but he didn't even look at him, he walked directly to the middle of the crowd, and said in a calm voice, "There is an order from the Holy Saint, order the top twenty members of the Qingcang Association to go to the main hall to participate in the court meeting!" ”

As soon as Wei Zhengxun's words came out, a riot broke out in the crowd, because the emperor of the He family has always advocated "art" and advocated that the ruler should keep a sense of distance and majesty from his subordinates, so these people are all children of the family, and it is even more difficult to see the dragon's face and take a look at the current emperor He Muhan.

But He Nuo thought that the emperor's sudden summoning of them might be related to the sudden disappearance of the fourth prince He Huaixin and the sudden disappointment of the eighth prince He Qingping.

It is good to know that in the court of today's dynasty, in addition to the eldest prince He Haochu, the most likely to inherit the throne is He Huaixin and He Qingping, who lost two sons at once, I don't know what kind of expression the true dragon emperor will have at this time?

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Jinyang Palace, Warm Heart Palace.

On the dragon chair in the center, He Muhan tilted his body, his eyes looked at the agarwood floating from the incense burner at present, and he was stunned.

Ning Xianghou was waiting on the side, at this time, even he didn't dare to speak easily, and in the end, he finally said tentatively, "Brother Huang, I have already struck the gong to convene a meeting of the ministers, and at the same time called those children of the family who went to the Qianran Underground Palace, and an hour later, they will have a court meeting in the main hall." ”

He Muhan's eyes were confused and he didn't make a sound.

The Marquis of Ningxiang was a little skeptical about whether the emperor had heard his words and whether he wanted to say them again.

At this time, He Muhan finally spoke, his voice was low, still with a trace of coldness, but Ning Xianghou felt the fatigue and sentimentality in this voice, "Brother, you say, what did I do wrong?" To be punished like this? My two most beloved sons, one dies and the other disappears......"

Ning Xianghou quickly pondered the words in his heart, and heard He Muhan directly call him "younger brother", instead of "imperial brother", which obviously increased his sense of closeness, he knew that this was the most helpless time for his imperial brother, so he replied softly, "Brother, I heard the old man say, 'life and death are fate, wealth is in the sky', this is actually just an excuse for self-comfort, but the sage said, 'sad but not sad', when you encounter sad things, you can be sad, but don't be sad, people's feelings need to be controlled." Kiyohei is my student, and I have always restrained myself......"

He Muhan waved his hand, "I understand these great truths, and everyone can talk about them, but when you really lose a loved one, that kind of sadness, the tree wants to be quiet and the wind does not stop, it is really not something that people can control, I want to be cold when I succeed to the throne, maintain my majesty, and be a wise man through the ages, but at this moment I lost my son, I found that I am just an ordinary man, and like those rural villagers, what I hope most is that my children can grow up healthy." ”

He Muhan rarely said so much, and Ning Xianghou watched him hang down on the chair, his eyes passing across his face one by one.

Ning Xianghou knew that the emperor had such an expression, he looked indecent, and quickly turned his back, and then he heard He Muhan continue, some seemed to be said to him, and some were talking to himself, "Qingping has just turned sixteen, brother, do you still know, he is my best son, everyone has a scale in their hearts, no matter how the queen recommends her son, no matter how Luan Guifei praises her son, no matter what those ministers say, in my heart, Qingping is the first, I even want to ...... a hundred years later"

Just then, there was a knock at the door.

He Muhan didn't say anything, but Ning Xianghou was furious, he knew that the emperor was in a bad mood now, and now there was still an hour before the court meeting, he had already instructed the guards to guard the door and not allow anyone to approach, but now someone dared to disturb him to talk to the emperor, and couldn't help but shout in a low voice, "Who?" ”

The voice of a palace servant sounded outside the door, his voice trembled, obviously scared, but he still mustered up the courage to say, "Emperor Qiqi, Marquis Ningxiang, the eighth prince in the coffin, is gone." ”