Shangguan Ruoli got off the carriage and saw Zheng Shuyue getting out of the carriage with a big belly. She was slightly relieved when she saw Shangguan Ruoli.

Shangguan Ruoli walked a few steps quickly, went up to support her, and said angrily: "It's freezing cold, why are you coming out with your belly full?"

"I hope you come back safely." Zheng Shuyue held her hand and looked at the group of carriages behind her.

Zheng Shuyue's maid bowed to Shangguan Ruoli and said, "My princess has been planning your arrival in the capital since she received the princess's message. She has been waiting here for two days."

Shangguan Ruoli understood her eager mood, but this was not the place to talk, so he said: "I'm in the carriage behind. Let's go back to Prince Xuan's Mansion first."

Zheng Shuyue nodded, "Okay."

The two of them were about to get on the carriage and go to Prince Xuan's Mansion.

Unexpectedly, a group of imperial guards rushed out from the city gate.

Zheng Shuyue frowned slightly and said, "Prime Minister Xu has been in the capital for a few days. I'm afraid the emperor will ask where King Xuan went after he separated from the envoy."

Shangguan Ruoli nodded, "I understand, he can't do anything to us, you don't have to worry."

At this time, the Imperial Guards were already approaching, and the deputy commander leading the team cupped his hands and said: "King Xuan, Princess Xuan, the emperor asks you and your group to enter the palace immediately, without any mistake!"

Because Zheng Shuyue is a female family member, Dongming Ziyu did not come out of the carriage. At this time, hearing this, he responded lightly, "Yes."

Shangguan Ruoli said to Zheng Shuyue: "You go back to the mansion first, and I will take them to the Zhenguo General's Mansion tomorrow."

Zheng Shuyue nodded, "Okay, Concubine Rou is now in power in the palace, so you have to be careful."

Shangguan Ruoli nodded and returned to the carriage.

Don't think about whipping up the whip and the team will continue to move forward.

Zheng Shuyue stood on the roadside, wrapped her cloak tightly, and watched the mounted guards and carriages passing in front of her.

The cotton curtain of a carriage opened, revealing Bai Qingqing's pretty but not stunning face.

Two pairs of similar eyes faced each other and recognized each other almost at the same time.

Zheng Shuyue nodded towards Bai Qingqing, with a friendly smile on her lips.

Bai Qingqing also nodded slightly and responded with a faint smile. Then, she lowered the car curtain.

Zheng Shuyue looked at the carriage going away and said quietly: "This man's eyes are very bright, he shouldn't be a treacherous person."

Fortunately, my mother has passed away. Otherwise, I don't know how sad it would be to know that my father had an outside wife and gave birth to twins.

However, when I thought about it, it was fortunate that the mother and son were here. Otherwise, I don’t know when the truth about the injustice of the father and brother would be revealed.

Zheng Shuyue watched with mixed emotions as the convoy followed the imperial army into the city, then turned around and got on the carriage.

"Woo!" Yinxue looked at the fleet of cars with resentment and scratched the snow with her two front paws.

Zheng Shuyue said calmly: "Go back and give you a live rabbit."

Yinxue whined twice and followed Zheng Shuyue back to the Zhenguo General's Mansion.

In the carriage, Dongming Ziyu took out a pill and pretended to take it.

Shangguan Ruoli stopped him and asked, "Is this medicine for pretending to be sick?"

Dongming Ziyu nodded, "It will make people look pale and have a weak pulse."

Shangguan Ruoli frowned, "Didn't you agree not to eat these things? It's not good for your health, and it might even affect the baby."

When Dongming Ziyu heard that it would affect the child, he immediately put the pills away, "Then you can help me disguise myself."

In the past, he always took medicine in order to look realistic. Emperor Dongming and the imperial doctors were not that easy to fool.

Shangguan Ruoli took out the disguise and said, "It's not difficult to make your skin whiter. With your internal strength, it shouldn't be a problem to temporarily change your pulse."

Dongming Ziyu nodded and asked Shangguan Ruoli to "paint" him while he ordered people to go back to Prince Xuan's Mansion to make arrangements.

The fifteenth day of the first lunar month is also called the Shangyuan Festival, which is the Ghost Festival. The yin energy tonight is the heaviest and the energy of evil spirits is greatest.

Dongming Ziyu had his own purpose in coming back before the fifteenth day of the first lunar month.

Shangguan Ruoli has already taught several secret guards the method Ruhua taught her to contact her ancestors in black robes. Tonight, there will definitely be unrest in the capital.

After finishing the "makeup" for Dongming Ziyu, the palace also arrived.

Dongming Ziyu looked pale and breathless, and was helped out of the carriage by Mo Wen and Mo Xiang.

You have to get off your horse and get off your horse in front of the palace, and you can only walk into the palace, and Dongming Ziyu is no exception.

The bright red palace lanterns swayed slightly in the heavy snow, and the air was filled with a festive atmosphere.

Dongming Ziyu was too "weak", and his tall body weighed on Mo Xiang and Mo Wen, making it a bit difficult to walk on the snow.

Shangguan Ruoli coughed lightly and said: "You should carry the prince on your back, it will be faster."

"This..." Mo Wen looked at Dongming Ziyu.

The prince has always been arrogant and strong, and having others carry him on his back in this palace seems... too embarrassing.

Dongming Ziyu's expression darkened. He really didn't want to be carried away. He looked up at the long palace passage, which seemed quite long.

Shangguan Ruoli chuckled lightly, knowing that he was concerned about image issues, so he smiled slyly and said: "It's better to let someone carry it, so that the emperor will not punish you for trivial things."

The matter in Beiling was handled very well. If Dongming Ziyu was seriously injured, the emperor would not be able to punish him for not going with Prime Minister Xu and the others.

"Okay..." Dongming Ziyu was still a little repelled.

Pretending to be pitiful has always been the strong point of Concubine Rou and Prince Qin's mother and son. He has always disdained this, but he didn't expect that he would use it today.

So, Mo Wen carried Dongming Ziyu on his back.

The news that King Xuan was seriously injured and carried into the palace by his servants quickly spread throughout the palace, and everyone speculated who did it.

The emperor quickly sent a sedan to drive him over and carried Dongming Ziyu over. He also notified the imperial doctor in advance.

Seeing the emperor, Shangguan Ruoli and Dongming Ziyu were both stunned.

The emperor's face was dark, and his usually shrewd and sharp eyes were now full of deathly energy, and he looked down at the people in the palace with a sinister look.

Even though the earth dragon was burning in the hall and it was as warm as spring, he was still wearing a fox fur cloak and hugging the heater.

In just over two months, the change is amazing!

In the palace, in addition to King Qin and King Li, there were also Prime Minister Xu, Marquis Dingyuan and other ministers. Everyone looked solemn.

Shangguan Ruoli and Dongming Ziyu looked at each other. It seemed that the emperor had not given up on practicing the art of immortality. The emperor was still cold, which meant he was still alive.

"Father!" Shangguan Ruoli looked at the emperor and immediately knelt down on the ground like a dramatist, crying, "Father, please make the decision for His Highness Prince Xuan!"

The emperor looked at him gloomily, "How can you not tolerate your crying and fussing here?"

The voice also became dry, rough and unpleasant to listen to.

Shangguan Ruoli ignored the emperor's pressure and continued to cry: "Father, we met many assassins along the way. For the sake of safety, my prince chose to leave separately from Prime Minister Xu and others. However, the number of assassins continued unabated.

There are a lot of unkillable weirdos!”

The emperor's eyes narrowed, "What kind of weirdo?"

But his eyes were looking at King Li, with an expression that was hard to distinguish between joy and anger.
Chapter completed!