"Yao'er?"

The palace is still brightly lit even late at night, and the eunuchs and ladies are guarding outside the palace.

As soon as the man entered, the queen's eyes widened in shock, and at that moment, her tears couldn't stop flowing.

Now, after encountering so many things, the first person that Queen Wenren thought of when she was helpless was her son.

If her son was here, it wouldn't be like this.

When she saw Lin Yao walk in, Queen Wenren's heart instantly became steady, and nothing more reassuring her was when her son came.

"Brother Huang!" Lonely Hua can't cry.

The man hugged Queen Wenren and patted her on the back gently, "It's okay, don't worry." ”

Just six words, let the heart that Queen Wenren had been carrying fell.

With Yao'er here, she is not afraid of anything.

"Brother Huang, my father has fallen, and the court is a little chaotic, what should I do?" Silence is like a headless fly, and it has long been chaotic.

The man was still calm and quiet, "Go back to the palace early to rest, you don't have to worry about these things." ”

He looked at the old slave on the side, "Wanshu, take the queen mother and the princess away." ”

Wan Shu nodded again and again, "Niangniang, don't worry, the prince is back, don't hold on, go back and rest early." ”

Empress Wenren is really worried that if something happens to the emperor at this time, not to mention what will happen to the ambitious Shenghai, there will be infighting in the Dongguo court.

The man bowed his head slightly, looked at her, and said in a gentle tone as much as possible, "Queen Mother, go back and rest, and leave everything to me." ”

Empress Wenren finally left the palace step by step, and before leaving, she told him not to burn down.

"Has the Imperial Doctor come to see it, what do you say?"

He sat down on the edge of the bed and touched the emperor's hand.

The eunuch on the side immediately replied: "The fire is urgent, the body can't support it when you're old, it's actually nothing serious, but if you can't go down this fire......"

That's enough.

The emperor of the imperial tomb is buried in the ancestors of the royal family of the Eastern Kingdom, as the emperor of the current dynasty, the imperial tomb was blown into ruins under his nose, and it is strange that he is not angry.

In addition, the emperor is already old, and it is a great luck to be able to survive until now.

But if you say death, it will not be.

"Haosheng is taking care of it, and the Ming Dynasty is presiding over the court meeting."

The eunuch responded: "Yes." ”

Next.

Dongguo Dynasty Meeting.

All the officials are waiting for the emperor, but they haven't been in court for half a month, and they don't plan for the emperor to come today.

At this moment, a tall and long figure walked in, covered with a cold wind, his steps were steady, and he was majestic and domineering in a robe embroidered with gold thread.

As soon as he appeared, he shocked the hundred officials.

Didn't you say that King Yao had passed away?

When the man stood under the dragon chair, everyone had not yet come to their senses.

Silent Han coughed, and raised his robe: "The minister sees King Yao!" ”

When the words fell, Lin Zeyin and Lin Ruyu's two brothers also bowed their hands to worship: "The ministers see King Yao, and welcome King Yao to preside over the court meeting!" ”

This sentence says it all.

Although the emperor has not died yet, he can no longer get up, and someone must preside over the court meeting.

The Night King has already blown off a leg, and the remaining three princes, the most powerful one is the King Yao who has been missing for more than two years and suddenly appeared.

Although there are many strange things, after all, the identity is there, and they must kneel to worship them.

"The ministers welcome King Yao to preside over the court meeting!"

"The ministers welcome King Yao to preside over the court meeting!"

"The ministers welcome King Yao to preside over the court meeting!"

Three times in a row, the sound was deafening.

The man lifted his robe, dropped off the seat, and looked down at the hundred officials condescendingly, uninhibited, with a murderous aura between his eyebrows.

"No courtesy."