As expected, as soon as he was intimidated, the Internal Affairs Office really didn't dare to delay for a moment, and even didn't go through the procedure, and directly ordered someone to send the court clothes to Baoyao Palace.

The next day, the court opened, and before the hour came, Jing Lingyi was dressed in court clothes and came to the Baolong Palace early.

The courtiers came to the main hall of the Baolong Hall one after another, and when they saw him dressed in court clothes, they whispered to each other, and there were all kinds of speculations about the sudden arrival of the Seventh Highness who was greatly favored by the Holy Majesty to the early dynasty.

Before Emperor Nanchen arrived, everyone was waiting in the hall, glancing in the direction of Jing Lingyi from time to time.

Feeling everyone's gaze, Jing Lingyi took a deep breath, a faint sneer hooked at the corner of his mouth, and stood straight as if no one was around, silent.

"Seventh brother?" Jing Xuning walked into the Baolong Palace, saw that the atmosphere in the hall was a little weird, and then saw him, and was surprised, hurriedly walked over, staring at him with big eyes, "This king should have seen it wrong, it turned out to be the seventh brother, which gust of wind blew the seventh brother here?" ”

Jing Lingyi turned to look at him, and just as he was about to speak, he saw Jing Xuanyu enter the Baolong Hall with his hands behind his back.

As soon as Jing Xuanyu stepped into the main hall, he also felt the strange atmosphere of everyone in the hall, glanced at it, and his eyes were fixed on him, and his face was immediately blue.

Thinking of the princess, the hatred in his heart slowly ignited, Jing Xuanyu took a deep breath, tried to let his impetuous heart sink slowly, walked over with his hands behind his back, and said indifferently: "Seventh brother usually never goes to the early dynasty, isn't the sun coming out of the west today?" ”

The corners of Jing Lingyi's mouth hooked a sneer, and he smiled lightly.

"I haven't seen you for a few days, and the seventh brother has really impressed this king." Jing Xuanyu saw that he was silent and sneered.

Jing Lingyi was still silent.

Jing Xuning didn't know the inside story, and always felt that the two of them were a little strange, and she was more and more surprised in her heart.

What kind of fame are these two brothers doing?

In any case, Jing Lingyi suddenly came to the court, there must be something strange in this matter, if the two brothers join forces, it will be extremely unfavorable to the king.

Jing Xuanyu is the same as Jing Xuning, and he has mixed feelings in his heart.

Although he didn't know why Jing Lingyi, who had never been to the early dynasty, suddenly appeared in the Baolong Palace, he understood that he had already torn his face with Jing Lingyi because of the princess, and the brotherhood no longer existed, and Jing Lingyi was deeply favored by his father, and if he was like a fish in water above the court, it would be very unfavorable for him.

Mu Tingsu stood aside, his brows furrowed into a line.

How did His Highness Seventh come to the early court, although His Royal Highness has long reached the age of listening to politics in the upper court, hasn't he always disliked the government? Could it be that His Highness the Seventh suddenly changed his mind?

In this way, isn't it bad, the old man has already persuaded the fifth prince, and he must not have a stalemate with the Seventh Highness until he has to, but now it is good, if the Seventh Highness also has the heart to seize the heir, and he has the support of His Majesty, I am afraid that the consequences will be unimaginable.

There are many people in the temple, each with his own thoughts.

"Your Majesty has arrived—" Zhou De's voice sounded loudly outside the hall.

Hearing the sound, everyone hurriedly quieted down, quickly lined up and stood up, knelt on the ground and saluted: "Long live Your Majesty, long live, long live..."

Emperor Nanchen walked into the Baolong Hall with his hands behind his back, walked up to the dragon chair above the main hall with a lofty spirit, and sat down with a flick of the dragon robe, "Zhong Aiqing is flat." ”

"Thank you, Your Majesty." The crowd stood up.

Emperor Nanchen's complexion looked good, he looked at everyone in the hall condescendingly, and was just about to speak, when his eyes suddenly fixed on Jing Lingyi's body, and he was startled, "Yi'er? ”

Jing Lingyi looked up at him and said seriously: "Erchen is here." ”