Destiny Phoenix

Chapter 307 Prince, it's not good!

It was Feng Qingyao who was kneeling in front of the imperial court.She was dressed in men's clothing, with a jade crown and hair tied up. She was thin but refined.Kneeling on the ground at this time, neither humble nor overbearing, his body is filled with a bit of elegance.

Through Muzheng, she went to the imperial study to meet the emperor.

"Are you the supervisory censor of Yushitai?" The emperor looked at her from afar.

"Exactly." Feng Qingyao knelt on the ground with a submissive and humble attitude, performing the courtesy of a courtier to a monarch.The emperor didn't say anything about her body, so she knelt on the ground without raising her head, and didn't say much.

Ma Ning stepped into the palace first, and what she did was to clear up her relationship with Ma Ning in front of the emperor.

Even though she knew it was not a good time, she came anyway.

"You already knew about King Ning's rebellion?" The sullen voice showed that His Majesty's displeasure at this time, Feng Qingyao had no doubts, even if she said a wrong word, it would probably annoy her The emperor, who was in a fit of rage, was killed.

"I don't dare to hide from the emperor. I overheard a few words during Qin Guogong's case. But the prince's rebellion is of great importance. I dare not speak without real evidence, so I have to pass the news to Commander Mu and ask him to take precautions. In order to protect the safety of the Emperor." Feng Qingyao's voice was neither high nor low, resonant.If she admits at this time that she knew that King Ning intended to rebel, she will definitely be charged with not reporting the knowledge.If you don't admit it, you will be suspected of framing.

Think twice before you say anything.

Muzheng intercepted Ma Ning outside the palace, and the emperor had to wait for Muzheng to win the battle if he wanted to verify it.

The sound of killing outside the hall was strong, and there were screams from time to time. Occasionally, one or two sounds sounded like Ma Ning. The emperor couldn't help standing up from the imperial case, and hurriedly walked outside the hall.

Several times in succession, they were all blocked by Ruijing, "Your Majesty, it's dangerous outside, please stay safe."

"Be safe and don't be impatient, you said it lightly!" The emperor couldn't find a place to vent his anger, so he raised his foot and kicked it.The poor old man who was over fifty years old was kicked to the ground, but he didn't dare to refute.Get up, still stand in front of him, "Damn this old servant, this old servant said something wrong - but your majesty, you can't go out now, swords and guns don't have eyes, if you hurt your dragon body, what should you do?" ?”

"What are you afraid of? Isn't he here to kill me? If you let me go out, I want to see where he is and force me to abdicate!" The emperor was furious and pushed him away.

"Your Majesty, it's not too late to ask King Ning after Lord Mu subdues the rebels," Feng Qingyao said.

Eunuch Rui was right, a sword has no eyes, if the emperor went out rashly, if he was injured by a stray arrow, there would be trouble.It doesn't matter if he died, anyway, if the throne is changed, everyone will sit, but who will help the Feng family clear their grievances and prove their innocence?

So the emperor can't die now!

"Even you, a little inspector, dare to disobey me?" The emperor walked around to her, bent down and stared at her, the dark light surging in his eyes, like lava before a volcanic eruption.Once it breaks out, it's out of control.

"I don't dare." Feng Qingyao lowered her head and buried her face deeply on the ground.

She couldn't see it, but she could feel the gaze on the top of her head, with the sharpness of wanting to swallow people alive.

The fierce war is still going on.

In Zhanwang's mansion, the guard rushed to report again, "My lord, it's not good!"

Gu Changci seems to have lived in the Prince Zhan's Mansion these few days, and has not left from morning till night.He was playing a game of chess with Mo Zhanhua, when he heard this, he raised his eyes to look at the guard.On the contrary, the master, Mo Zhanhua, still stared at the small chessboard in front of him with eyes as deep as cold pools, indifferent.

The guard was stunned, not knowing whether to continue or to retreat.

(End of this chapter)