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Chapter 163 The Nine Kings Worry About Luo Jiuli's Safety

Xiao Mingxuan turned to look at her with his usual indifferent expression.

"Although I was young at that time, I heard that my father only decreed that the current emperor be adopted to the Queen Mother, but did not decree that the Queen Mother should be appointed as the Queen."

The implication is that you are not the late emperor's wife, you are just the late emperor's concubine.

"What's more, I once called you Queen Mother, but the Queen Mother herself doesn't look down on my origin."

"In order not to offend the Queen Mother's noble identity, I think it is best to always call the Queen Mother."

"You, Xiao Mingxuan, are so presumptuous."

The Queen Mother pointed her finger at Xiao Mingxuan, her face was cloudy and blue, and she could no longer hang on.

Xiao Mingxuan turned a blind eye to the Queen Mother's anger, and saw that Luo Jiuli was not in the Changchun Palace. He was already worried about Luo Jiuli and gradually became a little anxious.

"My king has been so presumptuous for a day or two, but Queen Mother, please don't forget that I have an iron book of elixirs given by my father in my hand. Even if the Queen Mother is angry with me, she is just angry."

"Besides, you should know why I entered the palace."

As soon as she heard that Xiao Mingxuan had brought out the iron coupon of the alchemy book given by the late emperor, the Queen Mother was already confused.

She didn't want to show that she was afraid of the dead object, but the fact was that she was indeed afraid of the dead object and the powerful and flawless Prince God of War.

No weaknesses!

The Queen Mother was so angry that she calmed down.

No weaknesses? That night at Zhichung Pavilion, she saw Xiao Mingxuan looking at Luo Jiuli in an unusual way.

What's more, he just said it himself, why did he enter the palace? Could it be that he also came to the palace for Luo Jiuli?

When she thought of this, she suppressed the burning anger in her heart and forced her tone to calm down.

"It's true! The National People's Congress divides families and branches, and the royal family is no exception. The nine kings have made great achievements, and they don't like me, an old woman."

The Queen Mother pressed her hair, sat down on the sofa again, and forced out a smile.

"Nine kings come into the palace, what do you mean?"

Royal people are like this. They have excellent emotional control. One second they wish they could kill the opponent. But in the next moment, because they are afraid of something and for certain interests, they can put on a professional fake smile on their faces and calm down with their opponents.

"Luo Jiuli."

Xiao Mingxuan spoke solemnly.

"I heard that the Queen Mother had summoned her to the palace. When Mrs. Yiguo saw that her daughter had not returned home for a long time, she was a little worried and asked King Ben to come to the palace to have a look."

When the Queen Mother heard this, most of the anger in her heart disappeared, and she became more certain of her thoughts.

It seems that Xiao Mingxuan really fell in love with Luo Jiuli.

"She was summoned by the Ai family, but she had already gone to Ganquan Palace half an hour ago."

Xiao Mingxuan's eyebrows were cold, he clasped his fists slightly, turned around and walked out of the hall.

"Nine Kings."

The Queen Mother frowned, the color in her eyes was strange and unpredictable.

"Luo Jiuli was once Princess Zhao."

Xiao Mingxuan's face suddenly turned cold, and his eyes were full of evil spirits. Fortunately, his back was to the Queen Mother, but even so, the Queen Mother still felt a chill down her spine.

"Luo Jiuli is my savior. As for the rest, I won't bother the Queen Mother."

After saying this, Xiao Mingxuan raised his feet and left expressionlessly, ignoring the reaction of the majestic Queen Mother behind him.

After leaving Changchun Palace, Xiao Mingxuan and his troops rushed to Ganquan Palace without stopping.

In Ganquan Palace, Grandma Rongqiu was talking to Mrs. Fengde in the bedroom, when she heard an attendant coming into the palace to report.

"Mrs. Qi, the Ninth Prince is here."

Outside the door, Xiao Mingxuan had already strode in. He looked around but did not see Luo Jiuli.

"Madam, has Luo Jiuli been here?"

Mrs. Fengde nodded.

"I've been here before, but I've already left the palace."

"Leaving the palace?"

Xiao Mingxuan clenched his fists calmly.

"When did you leave?"

Mrs. Fengde said:

"One stick of incense ago, I asked Rong Qiu to personally escort her out of the palace."

On the side, Grandma Rongqiu also nodded and saluted.

"My slave escorted Miss Luo Er out of the East Sixth Gate, and the eunuch who was waiting at the palace gate escorted Miss Luo Er out of the palace. I was afraid of causing trouble, so I saw with my own eyes that Miss Luo Er was fine before returning."

As a member of the harem, she could not approach the palace gate privately without oral instructions. The East Sixth Gate was the first gate connecting the harem to the former dynasty, and was also the closest to the palace gate.

If it weren't for her special status, I'm afraid she would have been stopped at the gate of the Housan Palace.

Xiao Mingxuan naturally knew that Aunt Rongqiu was telling the truth.

"Then I will take my leave."

"Nine Princes."

Mrs. Fengde raised her hand to stop him.

"Rong Qiu, please tell the Ninth Prince what happened in Changchun Palace."

Xiao Mingxuan stopped and looked back. He knew that Mrs. Fengde was not a meddlesome person. If there were no special circumstances, she would never get involved in the harem troubles.

Aunt Rongqiu nodded, stepped forward and bowed, then told Xiao Mingxuan what happened in Changchun Palace without any embarrassment.

The more Xiao Mingxuan listened, the more cold light appeared on his face and his expression became gloomy.

King Zhao, good! Very good.

He once treated Luo Jiuli like a pair of worn-out shoes, but now he actually said that he mistook pearls for fish eyes.

It seems that King Zhao’s thoughts are not simple!

"Thank you, madam. I know this and take my leave."

Xiao Mingxuan didn't stop for a moment, turned around and left Ganquan Palace with the people.

In the dormitory, Grandma Rongqiu looked at her wife in surprise.

"Madam, why do you tell the Ninth Prince this?"

Madam has always been cautious in her words and deeds. She has never discussed the person from Changchun Palace behind her back, nor has she said anything bad about him in front of others. But today this is--

Mrs. Fengde rubbed her forehead and seemed a little depressed.

"Do you know why the Emperor gave the Nine Kings so much power and trusted him so much?"

Aunt Rongqiu said:

"Because the Emperor and the Ninth Prince are brothers?"

Mrs. Fengde shook her head.

"The Emperor's biological brothers are not the only Nine Kings."

"Prince Xuan, Prince Xian, and Prince Ping are all the emperor's biological sons. When did you see the emperor becoming friendly to them?"

Rong Qiu shook his head.

"This servant dare not speculate on the Holy Will at will."

Mrs. Fengde looked at her calmly and understood that it was not that she did not dare, but she was just sticking to her duty.

"Among all the princes and princes, only the Nine Kings dare to openly oppose the Queen Mother and the Grand Sima Mansion."

"Because the Nine Kings know the pain in the Emperor's heart, the crimes the Emperor has suffered, and the shackles the Emperor is burdened with. He just vents out all the anger that the Emperor cannot express."

Rong Qiu lowered his head and remained silent.

Mrs. Fengde said again:

"The emperor is courteous and his ministers are loyal, the father is kind and the son is filial. As the emperor, as the emperor, in addition to serving the people diligently, he must also set an example for the people of the world and value morality and ethics."

"What's more, the late emperor actively promoted 'filial piety'. If the emperor was devoted to his parents, his subjects would imitate them and serve their parents wholeheartedly."

The author has something to say: In ancient times, there were twelve hours in a day, so one hour was two hours, and one hour was half an hour.


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