Not long ago, Mu Jingzhao walked into the cold palace surrounded by eunuchs.

The scrolls in this imperial study are very important, and he must keep an eye on his subordinates without any mistakes.

However, just when he finally stared at his subordinates and sorted out everything and entered the cold palace, what caught his eye was the picture of Lin Zheng helping Jiang Ning to walk inside.

He and Lin Zheng grew up together, and the identities of the two were named Junchen, and they were actually friends.

In this palace, Lin Zheng can be said to hardly have to look at anyone's face.

In addition, he was the son of an important minister of the previous dynasty, and he had an arrogant temperament, and sometimes even Mu Jingzhao couldn't help him.

But now, like a minion, he helped Jiang Ning to walk towards the hall, and even, at the moment when Jiang Ning was about to fall, he directly connected with his wrist.

The skin of the two can be said to be tightly fitted together.

People came and went in the cold palace, and all the guards and eunuchs hurriedly moved the bookshelves under the command of Zheliu, and no one cared about Mu Jingzhao, who was alone here.

Suddenly, he felt a monstrous anger rise from his heart.

"Your Majesty, why don't we go to the main hall to rest first?"

Li Zinian bowed beside him and asked cautiously.

However, Mu Jingzhao just stood in place, his face gloomy.

"Your Majesty?"

Mu Jingzhao stared at Jiang Ning and Lin Zheng at the entrance of the hall, seeing that Lin Zheng was putting something into Jiang Ning's hands, and the two were clinging to each other, whispering.

Li Zinian, who was beside him, coughed lightly twice when he felt that something was wrong, and then said to Mu Jingzhao: "Your Majesty, Niangniang fell and injured her body, it is a good thing that Commander Lin is sympathetic to his master."

Mu Jingzhao frowned slightly, "Sympathetic to the master? Why don't I see him sympathetic to me? ”

Li Zinian stopped talking, he unconsciously took two steps back, avoiding behind Mu Jingzhao, for fear of being accidentally injured by the other party's sudden anger.

The people in the hall were still carrying the bookshelves back and forth, and Mu Jingzhao stepped forward in two steps and shouted in a low voice to the two people who were supporting each other.

"I'm coming—"

The hurried people in the hall instantly paused and knelt down in unison.

"The emperor is auspicious."

And Lin Zheng's hand holding Jiang Ning was also withdrawn in an instant.

Inexplicably, Jiang Ning had a feeling that he was caught and raped in bed.

Lin Zheng stepped forward in two steps and bowed to Mu Jingzhao, "Your Majesty." ”

Mu Jingzhao's face was still ugly, his gaze swept over Lin Zheng, and then swept over Jiang Ning on the side.

"I didn't see it, my Concubine Ning really loves her subordinates, no, even I, the commander of the forbidden army, who has always been arrogant, can be a slave for you."

Lin Zheng was stunned for a moment, and then fell to his knees with a "poof", "Forgive the minister for being abrupt, the mother just fell from the beam of the house, and her body is unwell——"

At this point, Jiang Ning had no choice, she hurriedly tilted her body, and held her waist and wailed.

Mu Jingzhao's chest rose and fell violently, and now that it was here, he was not accusing the two of them, nor was he accusing them.

"You don't know your sins!" Mu Jingzhao glanced at the subordinate who knelt on the ground, and then shouted in a deep voice, "Serving Niangniang is the accusation of you minions, but you let my imperial guards work hard for you, what use do I want you to do!" ”

"The slave is guilty!"

Everyone fell to the ground in an instant, kowtowing again and again.

Only Jiang Ning, who was persistently pretending to be sick on the side, looked at this scene, and he didn't kneel for a while, nor did he kneel, and his face was full of confusion.

She kept bending to the side, like a statue that had been frozen for a long time.

"Don't take it as an example." Mu Jingzhao glanced at the people who were kneeling on the ground, straightened his waist, and walked out of the crowd slowly.

Seeing Mu Jingzhao slowly walking towards him, the imperial aura like a tide twisted towards Jiang Ning, Jiang Ning's feet were soft, and he wanted to kneel reflexively.

However, the movement of tilting her body for a long time made her bones stiff, and the action of the conditioned reflex suddenly made her waist twist and make a crisp sound of "click".

For a moment, Jiang Ning felt that his waist was probably broken.

"Ahh

After a wail, she threw herself to the ground.

Just when Jiang Ning thought that he was going to be embarrassed in front of everyone.

Mu Jingzhao stepped forward in two steps, grabbed Jiang Ning's waist, and carried her into the hall.

The eunuchs who had just put down the bookshelves and walked out of the hall showed a little stunned and difference on their faces when they saw the scene of the two, and then they turned their faces away with some embarrassment.

Jiang Ning, who had been looked at over and over again by everyone, struggled twice without love, and finally closed his eyes in resignation.

In this way, how can she find a wishful husband in the Praetorian Guard.

Mu Jingzhao carried her to a soft chair in the main hall and put her down, his gloomy gaze swept over her hand holding her waist, and her eyes that were full of tears.

"Alright, don't pretend." Mu Jingzhao glanced at her, with a little disdain in his expression, "There is no one else here now." ”

Jiang Ning covered her waist, she opened her mouth, but in the end she couldn't say a complete sentence.

So she turned her face away and didn't look at him.

While clenching her fists, she reluctantly hammered the bones in her waist, and at the same time sighed that she was really old, and even the bones were brittle, and she still had to be careful in the future.

"When did you and Ah Zheng meet?"

Jiang Ning hammered his hand on his waist, "After we were poisoned that day, the day you sent him to garrison the cold palace." ”

"That's strange, I grew up with Ah Zheng, and I've never seen him so attentive to anyone."

Jiang Ning was silent, and secretly said that Mu Jingzhao really had a problem with his brain, obviously he told Lin Zheng to take good care of himself, and others did what he told him, but he disliked others too hard.

Despite this, she still smiled gently at Mu Jingzhao with a smile, after all, she has a back injury like this now, if Mu Jingzhao gives her two more blows, she may really die.

"Commander Lin is on the emperor's orders to protect the concubines, and he attaches importance to the emperor's orders because he cares about the emperor, and it has nothing to do with the concubines themselves."

Mu Jingzhao stumped for a moment, obviously it was Lin Zheng and Jiang Ning who embarrassed themselves in public, but now he didn't know what to do?

"It's the most basic rule for the concubine to keep her distance from other men, and I still have to teach you?"

Jiang Ning didn't care, "I'm not your concubine, we're just a cooperative relationship." ”

Mu Jingzhao's face was even more annoyed, his cheeks were red, and the blue tendons on his forehead flared up, "You are a ..... me."

"Your Majesty—" Li Zinian trotted into the cold palace and interrupted Mu Jingzhao's words.

He threw himself down in front of Mu Jingzhao in two steps, the hat on his head tilted to the side, his face full of panic and embarrassment.

Mu Jingzhao frowned, "What kind of system is it in a hurry, what is the matter?" ”

"The emperor, the emperor, the queen and the concubine have quarreled!"

"What about the quarrel?" Mu Jingzhao didn't care.

"The queen's application to search the Shuanghua Palace was unsuccessful, and she is ready to break in!"

Mu Jingzhao sat up straight in an instant, his face full of disbelief, "Take me over." ”

"Wait a minute—"

Just as the master and servant were about to walk towards the outside of the house, Jiang Ning suddenly spoke.

Mu Jingzhao turned around, only to see Jiang Ning's eyes shining on the soft stool, full of expectations for preparing to watch a good show.