The next morning, Xuanzheng Hall.

Gu Yihan's morning court is often serious and dull.

The ministers were respectful and did not dare to say a little wrong when reporting on affairs.

Otherwise, what you face would probably be Gu Yihan's fierce anger, or a beating.

There are also many officials who lost their lives in the Golden Palace.

However, today, the morning court just started, and Gu Yihan had not arrived yet.

The ministers waiting outside the Xuanzheng Hall are communicating their official duties.

Bai Yi and Ye Siming stood in front of the military officer.

Ye Siming's eyebrows and eyes were indifferent, and he didn't look sideways, as if he was bored and was distracted.

Bai Yi forced himself to get sick, his lips turned white, but his spirits looked much better.

Suddenly, a bright yellow figure came from the palace gate not far away.

The ministers quickly straightened their postures, some tidied up their clothes, and some clenched their official hats.

Bai Yi frowned.

Strange, why doesn’t this person look like Gu Yihan?

The man was walking very fast, and there were not many eunuchs behind him.

The ministers did not dare to think too much, so they quickly lowered their heads and leaned over and knelt down.

"Me, please see my emperor!" There were bursts of voices, and the shouts were like a tide.

However, Bai Yi was about to kneel down, but Ye Siming grabbed his arm.

The boy spoke indifferently, with a hint of mockery: "Don't he just kneel on the emperor? This person is not the emperor."

Not the emperor?!

Ye Siming's words made Bai Yi and the ministers around him stunned.

Everyone looked up and saw that it was not Gu Yihan who rushed up the white jade steps!

Instead, a fourth-rank military officer was inspecting the inspection, named Bian Yuanzhong!

Bian Yuanzhong felt uncomfortable last night and was not sleeping well. He actually got up late this morning.

For fear of missing the morning court, he hurriedly put on his clothes and left in the sedan chair.

Fortunately, when he rushed to the palace, the emperor had not arrived yet!

When Bian Yuanzhong saw everyone kneeling all over the ground, he was puzzled.

Could it be that the emperor is following him?!

He suddenly turned around and looked over, with no one behind him.

Bian Yuanzhong wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

But he found that his colleagues were staring at him with ghostly eyes.

Some were surprised, some were surprised, and some were waiting to watch the show.

What do they mean? Didn’t their faces be washed clean today?

Bian Yuanzhong thought so.

Just then, Bian Yuanzhong saw General Song staring at him with a cold face.

He didn't understand why.

He usually has a very good relationship with General Song, and always has secret contacts and often relies on General Song to support him.

He even helped him do something ruthless!

Why is General Song not giving him a good face now?

That expression seemed to tell him that the disaster was coming.

Bian Yuanzhong felt inexplicably and wiped the sweat stains on his forehead with his sleeve.

Suddenly, he saw from the outskirts that his official robe, which was supposed to be brown, turned into bright yellow?!

What is this...what's happening?

…

At this moment, Gu Yihan, who should have gone to court, was left in the imperial study by Concubine Qiao who suddenly returned to the palace.

Gu Yihan tidied up his collar and patted the collar on the dragon robe in front of the brass mirror.

"Concubine, don't rush back alone. You don't need to serve me. If you don't want to stay at my parents' home, hurry up and take Nuoer back to the palace."

Concubine Qiao behind him had a heavy face.

Today's imperial concubine dresses simply, which is completely different from her who loves gorgeous clothes on weekdays.
Chapter completed!