There was no expression on Nangong Ling's face, and no one knew what he was thinking.

"Your Highness Sheng..." Zhao Qi knew that Nangong Ling was deeply thoughtful and most people could not see through it.

"Do you know how your father is now?"

Zhao Qi shook his head powerlessly, "Now no one can see the emperor. Of course, no one knows how the emperor is now... All the news is passed through the Prince's message."

This meaning is self-evident.

Nangong Ling pondered for a moment, "Now the internal and external troubles, how did the prince decide?"

Speaking of this, Zhao Qi was angry, "The prince only said that he would send people to suppress the Western Regions, but he couldn't find a suitable one for a while, so he found the queen's cousin Wan Jie, but that man was not a good person on weekdays. Now the Dayan Dynasty has lost more than a dozen cities. If it continues, it will probably be even more serious."

"His Royal Highness Sheng, fortunately you are back. If you make up for it, what will happen to the people of the Dayan Dynasty?"

As he said that, Zhao Qi was about to kneel down for Nangong Ling. Nangong Ling reached out to hold his arm and let him stand firmly.

"General Zhao should not say that. The great Yan Dynasty is still the credit of an old minister like you."

Zhao Qi's eyes lit up, "His Highness Sheng praised him."

This time, Nangong Ling also understood the situation in Kyoto City clearly.

"I will return to the palace tomorrow and use the identity of King Sheng."

Zhao Qi knew that Nangong Ling had his own solution, so he didn't ask too much, just a little worried.

"Your Highness the Crown Prince has long regarded you as a thorn in his eyes. Your Highness Sheng must be careful."

Nangong Ling nodded, said nothing, stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the dark sky outside.

"General Zhao must be prepared. Since the prince is unkind and the people of the world ignore it, then we can only be unrighteous."

Early the next morning, Nangong Ling walked into the palace from Xuanwu Gate with great swagger.

Although Nangong Chen is now in charge of the government affairs, he is using the title of the prince's reign.

Of course, I could only sit with a small chair next to the throne.

Nangong Ling is still a fugitive now, so she was naturally stopped.

When facing Nangong Ling's cold eyes, the commander of the Imperial Guard was a little scared, "You... are here, why don't you catch this imperial prisoner in the court!"

He waved his hand and the person behind him approached Nangong Ling timidly.

Nangong Ling's expression remained unchanged and took out an imperial edict from her sleeve.

"I heard that my father was seriously ill, so I specially sent someone to invite me to see you."

"No... impossible!" The commander of the Imperial Guard subconsciously retorted.

Nangong Ling frowned and looked sharp, "This imperial edict was written by the father himself. If you don't believe it, please ask the prince to come."

It was when we were in court that there were ministers entering the palace at the gates.

Many of them were censors who met with each other for several days and wanted to meet the emperor.

Now that I heard that the emperor personally passed on an imperial edict to Nangong Ling to let him enter the palace, his face remained unchanged, but his ears were already standing up.

The leader of the Imperial Guard was not sure about his ideas and could only let someone pass on it.

After layers of transmission, the news finally came to Nangong Chen's ears.

When he heard that Nangong Ling came back with the emperor's imperial edict, he almost couldn't sit still.

But thinking of the emperor's unconsciousness now lying in bed, he gradually calmed down.

He sneered: "Since he likes to fall into the trap, let him enter the palace."

He felt that he was already half leaning on the dragon throne, and there was nothing to be afraid of just Nangong Ling.

Nangong Ling stood under the court and stood with the ministers.

Nangong Chen was in a high position and had the illusion of looking down on the world.

"Since the Ninth Emperor has left, why are you going back? You are now a criminal offender in the court. For the sake of your and my brothers, the emperor will not pursue you for now. However, the father is seriously ill now, and if he does not punish him at all, it is not easy to explain..."

Nangong Ling took out the imperial edict that had been prepared from her sleeve.

"It was my father who personally sent me to invite me to the palace... What's more, the thieves in the Western Regions are uneasy, so why would my father blame me?"

His voice had just fallen, and it was a loud noise, and the ministers were talking about it, and many of them had requested to meet the emperor during this period.

Now I heard that the emperor had drafted an imperial edict for Nangong Ling, and I was even more excited.

"Since the emperor has improved, your highness should also let me meet the emperor, otherwise I will be worried about it."

The other person agreed, but there was a little bit of pressing step by step in his words. "The emperor is sick, and I am really worried. Please ask His Royal Highness the Crown Prince to be compatible."

Nangong Chen was one head and two big, and he had a gloomy face, "My father is weak now. If you go to visit him at this moment, what if you let him have any hindrance to the dragon body of his father?"

Nangong Chen was so threatening, but he still did not block Youyou's mouths.

"But the emperor has already drafted an order..."

"Your Highness..."

The ministers pressed step by step, and Nangong Chen stared at Nangong Ling angrily, as if there were sparks in his eyes.

"Rareless! My father is still ill in bed now, so where did he come from the spirit of drafting the imperial edict?"

This is clearly saying that Nangong Ling’s imperial edict is false.

This is a serious crime to be beheaded. Everyone looked at each other and didn't know how to judge for a while.

Nangong Ling stared at her and looked straight at Nangong Chen, "If the emperor insisted on saying this, I will not prove it unless... let me see my father in person."

When Nangong Chen heard this, he almost jumped up from the chair, "It's all nonsense. My father is seriously ill, and no one is allowed to visit him."

"Since Brother Nine Emperor said that this imperial edict was written by the father, who can prove it to you?"

He sat in a high position and was aggressive.

The hall was quiet, as if you could hear a needle.

In the corner, Eunuch Xiang suddenly stood up.                                                                                                                         

Nangong Chen didn't expect that the eunuch who had been swallowing his anger all day would stand on Nangong Ling's side at this time and could only swallow this breath.

"My father is drowsy all day long. I don't know when he actually sent an imperial edict?"

He looked at Eunuch Xiang sinisterly, "You are well-informed. There are so many masters who don't know where the Ninth Emperor is, you can find him."

Eunuch Xiang was in the palace. Seeing Nangong Chen's ruthlessness for a lot, he hung his head lowered nervously.

Everyone was curious about what was written in the imperial edict.

"Since the emperor asked His Highness Sheng to come back, it must be because His Highness Sheng's suspicion has been cleared."

"What's more, the thieves in the Western Regions went back on their word. Even if they killed them, there was nothing worth it. His Highness Sheng really did those things, and it was considered to be a way to eliminate harm for the people."

As a veteran of the three dynasties, Zhao Qi was very upset about what he said, but he had no choice but to do anything to him.

He didn't think that it was that simple for Nangong Ling to come back this time. He waved his hand, "Since it was the father who asked you to come back personally, you should go back to the house and rest, and don't cause any more trouble."

Nangong Ling curled the corners of her mouth, and the smile in her eyes made Nangong Chen feel scared.
Chapter completed!