Chapter 722: Begging for mercy
The low-key and luxurious carriage slowly stopped in front of the palace gate, and Lu Yong, who did not look very good, stepped out of the car and walked forward with the father-in-law who led the way.
The handsome face is full of coldness, the corners of the mouth are pressed down, and the walk obviously looks unhurried, elegant and leisurely, but it makes people feel cold.
The father-in-law knew that this Rui Wang had been a little troubled recently, but he was still startled by his strong cold aura, and he almost fell to the ground with his hands and feet, trying to find some topics, but after all, he had no choice but to shut up and quietly went to the imperial study.
"Your Majesty, King Rui has arrived!" The father-in-law looked at the imperial study in front of him, and immediately reported loudly, and rolled down with urine as if he was running for his life.
The emperor inside tried to calm down and wait for him to speak, who knew that Lu Yi took a deep breath and stood calmly for a while, making a decoration with peace of mind.
Even if you are impatient in your heart, you have to get by on your face, and this is a matter of royal face and dignity.
Lu Yong understands this truth, and the emperor naturally understands it, seeing that it is not polite to hang him down again, the emperor can only speak lightly first.
"Uncle Huang, sit down, look at my worries and get distracted. I've heard that you've been arresting people all around the Imperial City lately, and the response hasn't been good, and some people have already sent them to me. ”
"Really? Get. Lu Yong's tone was not perfunctory, but he really didn't talk about how attentive he was, just explained it simply.
Although the emperor heard the explanation, he already knew this, and there was no need to listen to him anymore!
He wanted to hear if he, the youngest imperial uncle, had taken the majesty of his emperor into account. Without applying for permission (Yunyun), he privately found someone to arrest him, and this kind of influence was extremely disrespectful in the suspicious emperor's family.
The excerpt was also seen by someone who was unhappy, and only dared to play it with his acquiescence. After all, this matter can be big or small, at least it is a royal housework, and at worst, it is without the emperor's authority.
Otherwise, a disrespect for the royal family is enough to cure those people's disrespect for Lu Yong.
For these, Lu Yong sneered, he knew that he was just upset and didn't want to take care of it, otherwise with his ability, if he really despised the imperial power, he wouldn't let the emperor know.
Seeing that the time of the two pillars of incense was about to pass, the emperor had been talking to him about something that he didn't have: "During these times, I also thought a lot, I didn't pay attention to the emperor's housework in time, and I haven't been in touch for a long time, and King Rui didn't blame me, right?"
Mentioned the "Rui Wang" (身shēn)
, naturally, he deliberately wanted to compare his status as an "emperor", the corners of Lu Yong's eyes were pressed, he was upset and anxious, and he didn't want to listen to him grinding anymore.
In the end, don't you also want to save the imperial prestige that is not looked down upon by Lu Yong? So he made a royal courtesy: "The minister doesn't dare, (the day) will be more careful." Let you bother, there are chores in the house, so I won't stay much. ”
The emperor didn't plan that he could go any way, so it was almost the same to mention it and let out a breath of breath.
"I know that the emperor's uncle has a deep affection for the emperor's sister-in-law, but I still have to pay attention to the influence. I don't want to receive these folds anymore, you know?"
Seeing that time was passing away, Lu Yi's air pressure was gradually decreasing, and in order to get rid of it, he could only hook his lips to hide his disdainful look: "The minister understands, retire."
Seeing that his face was really starting to stink, the emperor, who had finally won back face, was a little weak, suppressed the unhappiness in his heart and was not convinced, and waved his hand to let him out.
Knowing that Lu Yong had completely walked out, the emperor's face suddenly fell, and he swept down the ebony grinding inkstone on the table with a wave of his sleeves, and the ground was in a mess, and he sneered.
It was impossible for him to admit that he was startled by Uncle Xiaohuang's narrow eyes and gloomy face.
The emperor's meaning is naturally not only to let him stop arresting people, but also to let him go.
Among the people he caught, Duan Jiayue was the first to be rescued at this time, and at that time, in order to get rid of (body shēn), he casually agreed, but he didn't promise when to release people, and the living people who were released were still dead.
Waiting for Lu Ji to hurry back to King Rui's mansion, he went straight to the study, and asked his subordinates to escort Duan Jiayue.
I don't know how my subordinates were imprisoned, obviously not much time, Duan Jiayue has already become trembling, without a little glamorous and high-spirited aristocratic lady temperament.
"Miss Duan Er, heh, although you are not worthy, let's call it that for the time being. This king went straight to the point, did you ever attack Duan Qiyun? I advise you to admit it directly, and the end will be better. ”
Duan Jiayue, who was trembling, looked at the man in front of her, this was the man she had once fallen in love with, and it was also the distance she had hoped to get along, but this scene and atmosphere made her unable to raise her head to look at this person, her heart was uncomfortable, and her eyes gradually became crazy and terrifying.
Why is it Duan Qiyun again, it's always this woman who is ruining her happy life? Why can't she see her better? If only she had died earlier, why was her life so hard?
"It's not me, I didn't do it! Damn it's her! Duan Qi
She deserves it! Duan Jiayue suddenly laughed wildly, her mind was a little unclear, but she hated Duan Qiyun the same, she repeated these words incoherently, as if she could feel better if she said this.
As soon as she spoke, Lu Yong directly grabbed her neck, seeing that her face was red and out of breath, and her eyes gradually drifted, he felt that he was breathing.
He spoke in a low and dangerous voice: "No one is qualified to say that she is not at all." Then he threw the man on the ground, took out a handkerchief and wiped his hands in disgust.
In front of him, he slandered her without scruples, and he kept framing her before.
"Ahem, ahem...... Ahem haha...... Lord Rui, only I am (love) yours, why can Duan Qiyun get your heart? Why didn't I get a chance to go for it?" Duan Jiayue breathed in the air violently and coughed wildly, but after the frightened suffocation, she began to talk nonsense without fear of death.
Anyway, it's already like this, and she's standing in front of him, so close, this may be one of the few times in her life, right? If you don't say it at this time, he will never know.
However, what Duan Jiayue didn't know was that even if she said it, it would only add disgust to Lu Ji.
He looked at the weeping and embarrassed woman on the ground, and didn't know how to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade, so he kicked it: "What the hell did you do to her?"
Duan Jiayue, who was kicked hard, shrunk into a shrimp in pain, but she still smiled wildly: "It's not my hand, but she deserves to die!" Why is she! ”
The angry Lu Yong slammed the teacup and held the splinter against her neck, trying to kill her so neatly.
But he didn't ask the reason for Duan Qiyun's injury, and he didn't know how to treat her. And it was just mentioned by the emperor, and killing the minister's daughter without evidence has a bad impact.
What's more, it was too cheap to kill her like this woman, and the irritable Lu Ji asked people to throw the tattered and struggling woman back and look at it, and decided to go to Duan Qiyun slowly.
Duan Qiyun, who was in the room, looked around vigilantly, faintly feeling that this place was a little familiar, but he couldn't remember where it was.
She looked at the scene and the object blankly, until she was suddenly startled by someone hugging her from behind, and the person held down her struggling movements, and the reassuring aura on the (body shēn) made people slowly let down their guard, but it was still uncomfortable.
"Let it go."
Lu Yong buried in her neck socket and took a breath, and then got up (body shēn) and smiled bitterly: "It's this king who is too anxious, you think slowly, I'll accompany you."
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