No. 710 Female Disguised as a Man: My Imperial Uncle is a Ghost (130)

A generation of myths, is it going to retire here?

Everyone regretted it again and again.

Although Bai Zhen has not officially ascended the throne now, the state power has been transferred to her hands.

Hearing the news that Ye Nanfeng was going to resign, the ministers of the DPRK and China were so nervous that they stood up one after another and persuaded him to think twice.

But Bai Zhen in the high position waved her hand with a smile. "That's right."

Hundred Officials: ???

Do you know who you let go?

It's King Heng!

It's Dayan's god of war!

It is the patron saint of the people!

Seeing that Baiguan's face was worried, Bai Zhen, who was sitting in a high position, smiled and comforted him very heartily, "You don't have to worry, I believe that if Dayan needs it, even if King Heng is not the prince, he will still contribute." ”

Baiguan: Can that be the same?!

But after all, the surname of the palace in this world, no matter how much they complain, the final decision is still in Bai Zhen's hands.

The night south wind gently hooked his lips at the little man above, and then walked out of the hall leisurely under the gaze of a crowd, leaving only a fiery red back for them.

**

Five days after King Heng's resignation.

It was the enthronement ceremony of the new emperor.

But what attracted the attention of the people and officials was this.

The enthronement ceremony and the post-enthronement ceremony should be held at the same time.

Everyone was still a little dazed when they first heard the news.

The post-closure ceremony?

Gong Jin is the empress, so who is this phoenix queen?

No one has heard a shred of him ever sire......

But when the soldiers at the border heard about it, they all thought of something......

Phoenix Queen?

His Royal Highness the Seventh usually doesn't get very close to anyone, except for King Heng......

Coincidentally, King Heng just resigned a few days ago......

**

And in a small courtyard in the capital.

Qing Soul stood outside the room, looking at the dowry piled up in a yard, a little confused.

The master didn't know what to think.

gave up his status as a high-ranking prince and moved into such a small courtyard, just to marry His Royal Highness the Seventh?

You know, he's the all-powerful King Heng!

If the people knew that their phoenix queen was actually King Heng, would they be so shocked that their jaws fell?

It's magical.

He still clearly remembered that his master was gritting his teeth and trying to kill the Seventh Highness at that time.

As a result, half a year has passed, and I am about to marry someone.

Qing Soul was laughing happily when he heard the sound of porcelain breaking from inside the room.

Qing Soul was shocked, "Master? ”

He pushed the door and entered, and saw Ye Nanfeng standing there, one hand outstretched, staring at the broken porcelain pieces on the ground in a daze, and his brows were tightly locked.

"Master, are you okay?" Qing Soul said worriedly.

The man's slender and white fingers trembled slightly, and then they clenched, and even his voice was a little hoarse.

"It's fine."

"Then the subordinate went and cleaned up the fragments first."

"Okay."

Ye Nanfeng sat down slowly, but his tightly knit brows did not stretch at all.

The bottom of the blue eyes seemed to be rolling up a stormy wave, and after being full of shock, it was unbelievable.

Qing Soul cleaned up while observing Ye Nanfeng's pale face.

"Master, are you alright? Is there something uncomfortable? ”

The man shook his head, but didn't look at him.

"It's fine. You go down first. ”

"Yes."

After the green soul went out, Ye Nanfeng seemed to be drained of his strength all of a sudden, and leaned on the back of the chair a little weakly.

Perhaps because the curtains were not fully opened, the light in the room was still a little dim.

He slowly raised his hands and looked at the subtle light.