Chapter 309 Loss of Control

The expression of the veteran minister who spoke changed slightly: "No matter what his status is, he should maintain the respect that a junior should have in front of the emperor, instead of..." Rather than relying on his status to think that he can be lawless and tyrannical on Dongling's territory.

Nan Xi smiled casually: "Everyone, please rest assured that Rong Yu does not have that much desire for power, and he will not do such things as seeking power and usurping the throne. I can guarantee here that if one day he really has a different intention, I will The palace is willing to commit suicide to thank the ancestors of Dongling."

The whole palace was shocked.

"But as long as I'm here, I won't allow anyone to bully him." Nan Xi said in a calm tone, with a calm demeanor, "I'm not kneeling today because I have a special body. I had tried to persuade her before, but Rong Yu disagreed, fearing that something might happen to me. In fact, ever since I learned that I was pregnant, Rong Yu had been staying by my side most of the time. His cautious attitude made me feel uncomfortable. The palace has no choice but to be cautious, and I hope that all the princes and lords can sympathize with his uneasiness."

These words were spoken both softly and hard.

She not only showed her attitude of protecting Rong Yu, but also expressed her apology in a timely manner. The woman's soft words can always save a bit of face for others. Moreover, the royal ministers present also understood in their hearts that this was Princess Feng's attempt to comfort both parties. Down the steps.

If they insist on insisting, the situation will only continue to be stalemate. The regent of the Zhou Dynasty seems to have no intention of compromising at all, and Princess Feng is the crown prince who must be established in Dongling. On this point alone, they are already at a disadvantage - —If it were a previous enrolment ceremony, which prince would dare to have such an attitude?

I'm afraid that Zhongli will be abolished on the spot, and he will be dragged out to beat him, or in serious cases, he will be sent to the sky prison.

But after all, Princess Feng has a special status, and no one can defy the fate that comes once every two hundred years. Besides, she is indeed pregnant again. Who dares to lay a finger on her?

The ministers were silent and looked at each other.

Xuanyuan Yao, who was dragging his broken and sick body, muttered in a low voice: "If you don't want to kneel, don't kneel. Anyway, you will become the queen in a month. What's the point of worrying about whether to kneel or not? What Princess Feng is carrying in her belly may be... The future little emperor is so delicate."

"Shut up!" King Huainan turned his head and looked at his son coldly, "Do you have the right to speak here?"

Xuanyuan Yao, who was still a little pale and looked extremely weak, silently closed his mouth.

When the ministers saw him, they couldn't help but think of what happened in the military camp two days ago. The wounds on the prince's body were caused by the Regent Rong Yu's people. Didn't he have any resentment at all?

Looking at the emperor's grandson who also came with a sick body... Well, the former emperor's grandson Xuanyuan Yan's face was also pale and haggard. Although his physical condition has improved in recent days, he was still facing the immediate situation in front of him. In the scene of Chu, there was no trace of happiness on his face at all, his expression was gloomy, and he obviously still couldn't let go of losing the throne.

The ministers looked back and secretly said that the Wei family has not accepted the fact yet, but Princess Feng will ascend the throne in a month. If they still show obvious dissatisfaction at this time, won't they worry about being resented in front of Her Majesty the Queen in the future?

Grandson of the former emperor.

For a person who was once very close to the throne, after the new emperor ascended the throne, it would be difficult to treat him equally with other royal relatives. However, King Wei showed no intention of restraining himself in his words and deeds...

"That's it." His Majesty the Emperor seemed to have lost his temper due to Rong Yu's successive rude actions, and said calmly, "High Priest, let's begin."

The high priest in a holy white robe narrowed his eyes and responded calmly: "I obey."

After saying that, he picked up the imperial decree on the dragon table and read it out once with no expression. The civil and military officials in the court bowed their heads respectfully and listened. After the imperial edict was read out, the high priest personally held the golden seal and treasure book of the crown prince and walked down from the throne. When she arrived in front of Nan Xi, she said calmly: "Princess Feng really obeys the regent's words."

Nan Xi raised her eyes to look at him, and the curve of her lips was light and calm, "He is my husband."

"In March this year, did Princess Feng have a long dream?" The high priest's elegant and melodious voice seemed to be a bit confusing, "There were some painful scenes in the dream -"

"High Priest." Rong Yu's cold voice sounded, and his voice seemed to be tempered with ice, "Please pay attention to your identity."

The high priest glanced at him casually: "I am talking to Princess Feng. What is the regent worried about?"

Nan Xi's heart moved slightly, and her hands hanging under the sleeves of her wide robe clenched unconsciously: "What do you want to say?"

"Princess Feng should remember that dream very vividly." The high priest said lightly, "Is it after that dream that Princess Feng woke up and decided to marry She—"

"Ji Chongyuan." Rong Yu quickly walked to Nan Xi, stretched out his hand and pulled her into his arms. He looked at the high priest with eyes as cold as winter, "If you say one more word, I will take her away immediately." !”

It was so quiet in the main hall that you could hear a pin drop.

The ministers looked up at the three people in the palace in shock, not understanding what was happening.

What dream?

What did the high priest want to say?

What kind of dream made the regent of the Zhou Dynasty so angry? Is it related to Princess Feng?

Did the high priest calculate the fate related to Princess Feng?

His Majesty the Emperor, who was sitting on the Dragon Throne, frowned tightly and faintly smelled an unusual aura: "High Priest, what's going on?"

Nan Xi was imprisoned in Rong Yu's arms and could not move. She could clearly feel Rong Yu's uneasiness at this time. The hand holding her shoulder was clenched very tightly, so hard that it made her shoulder blade hurt. However, what she cared about was not the pain, but the uncontrollable trembling on her shoulder.

Rong Yu was out of control, afraid, and uneasy.

Nan Xi pursed her red lips and did not speak for a while. She just looked at the two people confronting each other in silence.

Dream.

The dream that made her wake up and decide to marry Rong Yu after waking up...

"Nothing." The high priest turned around and bowed to the emperor to apologize, "I am rude, please forgive me."

The emperor would certainly not blame him, but there was a little more thought in his eyes.

The high priest turned back to face Nan Xi and handed the tray with the golden seal and the treasure book in his hand to Nan Xi: "Princess Feng, please take the treasure book and the golden seal."

His posture and tone returned to the previous calmness, as if the scene just now was an illusion.

But Nan Xi knew that the words the high priest had just said must have revealed something very important.

Because there was no sign, just because of the high priest's words, Rong Yu lost control in front of so many Dongling officials, and did not hesitate to stop the high priest's words with threatening words.

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