Chapter 557 Fatal Mistake

Go ahead and shorten your trip.

On the ninth day of February, Her Majesty the Queen and the Prince Regent returned to the Imperial City.

When he left a year ago, he was a simple man, but when he came back after the year, Xie Shoufu and Prime Minister Lu led all the civil and military officials to grandly greet him outside the palace gate. As for how they knew about the emperor's return to the palace, someone had to tell them specifically.

Although the Queen's car is still simple and low-key, without any ostentation of luxury, the procession in front of us to welcome the Holy Queen is really shocking.

Lin Jia, who was sitting in the carriage, didn't think it was anything at first. Along the way, she talked and laughed with Nan Xi. Nan Xi didn't have any airs during the chat, so that for most of the month, she almost forgot that Nan Xi was The identity of Queen Dongling.

But the scene before her was no stranger to her.

During the royal palace banquet of the Great Zhou Dynasty, civil and military officials would also bow to the emperor and empress in the same formation as before.

The scene in front of me was even more powerful than then.

Because as long as Rong Yu is around, no matter what the occasion is, the solemn and tense atmosphere will make people hold their breath involuntarily, and a strong sense of oppression will always follow.

Lin Jia even wondered if she needed to get off the carriage immediately and kneel down to salute with the Dongling court officials.

But Nan Xi's eyes stopped her.

"Don't be nervous." Nan Xi's tone was still gentle, like a clear spring in spring, with a soothing force, "We will go directly to the palace later."

Lin Jia pursed her red lips and nodded slowly.

Nan Xi opened the carriage and saw Rong Yu sitting on a tall brown horse. Civil and military officials and royal family members were kneeling in two rows on the left and right. There was enough space in the middle for the carriage to pass.

"After lunch, Xie Shoufu, Prime Minister Lu and the Minister of the Ministry of Justice will go to the Qinzheng Hall to discuss politics with the king. If other adults have something to report, they should go to the Qinzheng Hall to wait." Rong Yu looked at the group of ministers and spoke indifferently. Pressing, "Your majesty and I are away from court, thank you for your hard work."

The ministers said: "I dare not express my suffering."

Rong Yu was noncommittal and said calmly: "Let's leave it at that. If we have anything to do, we can discuss it at the Qinzheng Hall."

He was always concise and taciturn in front of everyone. After finishing his words, he gently raised his hand.

The carriage drove slowly towards the palace gate.

All civil and military officials bowed to see him off respectfully.

The carriage drove all the way to the Dazheng Palace. Rong Yu helped Nan Xi get out of the carriage and walked into the main hall with the palace people kneeling respectfully. When they entered the hall, they saw the eldest princess standing at the entrance of the hall holding Hao'er, who was almost one year old. , with a bit of teasing on his face: "Are you finally willing to come back?"

Chu Hongyi knelt on one knee.

"General Chu, please get up." Nan Xi chuckled, "You have worked hard these past few months. Before entering the palace, I had already sent someone to deliver a message to Prince Jing's Mansion, asking my cousin to pick up your mother and son back to the palace. But wait a moment Let someone prepare a meal. You and your wife should stay in the palace for lunch before leaving. "

Chu Hongyi thanked her, stood up and stood aside.

Nan Xi turned to look at Hao'er, her eyebrows were gentle, her eyes were carefully studying her son whom she hadn't seen for several months, and the corners of her mouth were very gentle: "Hao'er has grown so big."

As he spoke, he reached out to take it and kissed his son's little face hard: "Hao'er is getting better and better as he grows, but I really want to kiss my mother."

Rong Yu couldn't help but feel a little tasteful.

"Rong Yu, look at it." Nan Xi pointed her son's little face towards Rong Yu, "Does my son look like you?"

Rong Yu looked at the outline of Hao'er's eyebrows that resembled his own, and the sour feeling in his heart immediately disappeared.

"Like." He took his son over and touched his head, "Hao'er has been raised well, my mother-in-law has taken the trouble."

The November child's eyes were clear and ignorant. Even though he hadn't seen each other for several months, he didn't face any rejection from strangers towards Nan Xi and Rong Yu. He still looked like his usual stable demeanor and full of magnanimity.

The eldest princess sneered: "This is my grandson, shouldn't I bother?"

Rong Yu was speechless for a moment.

"Okay." The eldest princess took Hao'er, "You have just come back. You should be tired. Go wash up, change clothes, eat something, and then rest for a while... Huh? This is..."

Her eyes slowly fell on the girl next to Nan Xi. The eldest princess stared at Lin Jia for a moment before slowly recognizing her: "Princess Lin Jia of the Princess's Palace?"

Don't blame her for not being familiar with Lin Jia.

Firstly, because she had been back in Tangling for more than a year, she had forgotten many people in Dazhou; secondly, she was not very familiar with Lin Jia at first and had met few times. Now she was vaguely searching for Lin Jia in her memory. Apart from his impression of this girl, it was because Nan Xi had a good relationship with Lin Jia later, and Xuanyuan Xi happened to meet her once.

"I've met Nan...I've met the eldest princess." Lin Jia knelt down and saluted, "My daughter Lin Jia will be a citizen of Dongling in the future."

Will they become Dongling people in the future?

Xuanyuan Xi looked at her daughter in surprise.

"We'll talk about this later." Nan Xi turned around and ordered the maid, "First, take Miss Lin to settle down and prepare a quiet and comfortable palace for Miss Lin to live in. Then we will transfer two nuns and four maids from the inner court to take charge. Take care of Miss Lin’s daily life.”

Aunt Xu respectfully agreed and took two people to arrange Lin Jia's residence.

Xuanyuan Xi and Chu Hongyi carried their children back to the side hall without wasting Rong Yu and Nan Xi's time. Yinyue prepared a change of clothes, bath essence and other supplies, and served Nan Xi to take a bath while the others went to prepare lunch.

The palace people quickly became busy as the two masters returned.

After Rong Yu briefly washed himself, he went to the imperial study while Nan Xi was bathing.

As the voice of "The Regent has arrived" sounded, people knelt inside and outside the imperial study. Most of the guards were outside the imperial study, while inside the imperial study there were only Xie Jin, Xuanyuan Chen, the eunuch holding the seal, the eunuch holding the pen, and a young eunuch in charge of serving tea.

Rong Yu stopped outside the door, his eyes slowly swept over the guards kneeling on both sides to salute. The invisible pressure in his eyes brought an indescribable sense of suffocation, overwhelming, making people unconsciously lower their heads and hold their breath.

"Where is Commander Yang?"

"Reply to the Regent, Commander Yang is patrolling-"

"Send him to the imperial study."

"Yes."

One of the guards hurriedly got up and left, while the others still lowered their heads and dared not speak.

"Get up."

After saying these two words lightly, Rong Yu stepped into the imperial study.

The strong sense of oppression followed his tall and thin body into the imperial study, so dense that it made people breathless.

"How many guards died in the assassination in the Imperial Study?"

The cold and steady voice fell into his ears, and the people in the Imperial Study all held their breath. The eunuchs who held the seal and the eunuchs who held the pen were so frightened that their faces turned pale and they didn't even dare to look up.

Who was this question about? Others present didn't know, but Xie Jin knew it in his heart.

However, at the same time, Xie Jin suddenly realized that he had made a fatal mistake.

He couldn't help but frowned, and he answered calmly: "Five."

"What are their surnames and names?" Rong Yu walked to the back of the imperial desk and sat down, "Whose sons are they? What is the standard for the pension? Have you sent people to comfort the families of the deceased guards?"