Early the next morning, Ye Zheng was walking towards the Imperial Study Room with the list in his hand. As soon as he walked out of the park, he saw a familiar figure standing there.

Jian Ruocheng.

The cold sweat from Ye Zheng's back suddenly surged out. He glanced at the imperial study room. The door was still closed tightly, in fact, at this time, he couldn't even ask for Zhu Feng.

But he immediately grabbed Jian Ruocheng's arm and pulled him aside.

"Why are you here?!"

Jian Ruocheng frowned and said, "I, I want to ask you something."

"What's up?"

Jian Ruocheng's breath was heavy, and his gentle and bright eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of haze: "Your Majesty, do you know that I once wanted to help Nanyan out of the palace?"

When Ye Zheng heard this, he was a little angry.

He said, "You know that something is wrong, either?"

“…”

Jian Ruocheng fell silent.

He frowned and said, "It was only today that I learned from my father that he had actually entered the palace. But this matter is different from what you and the emperor think."

“…”

"I'm just worried about her."

“…”

Ye Zheng looked at his bright eyes deeply.

After a while, he said, "Mr. Jian."

Jian Ruocheng looked up at him: "Hmm?"

"Others can't worry about the matter of the female official."

“…”

"Even if you are worried, you can only be in your heart and cannot do it."

“…”

"I think you can understand this time."

Jian Ruocheng's brows frowned a little tighter and said, "Is it really because of this incident that the emperor misunderstood her, so he put her in prison?"

"What if it is?" Ye Zheng said: "Are you going to the Imperial Study Room to plead for her?"

"Of course... won't."

Jian Ruocheng's eyes seemed contradictory and entangled, but he still said, "I can't."

Ye Zheng breathed a sigh of relief at this time: "It seems that you understand."

Jian Ruocheng smiled bitterly: "I know that I can't show up at this time. My appearance will only harm her. So, so many ministers come to ask the emperor for mercy, but I didn't."

“…”

"But I don't know what else I can do besides that."

“…”

"What should we do to make the emperor calm down."

"Relieve the breath..." Ye Zheng murmured and repeated these two words, then looked back at the Imperial Study Room, which was more gloomy than the sky, and said in a deep voice: "I'm afraid, I really have to wait for him to suffer a big loss."

Jian Ruocheng frowned and looked at him.

At this moment, Xiao Shunzi came and saw Ye Zheng immediately said, "Mr. Ye, the emperor is urging this list."

"oh."

Ye Zheng waved his hand at Jian Ruocheng, turned around and walked towards the imperial study room.

The atmosphere here is the same as yesterday.

Zhu Feng's face was only more gloomy than yesterday.

As soon as Ye Zheng left, he put the list on his desk. He saw Zhu Feng's hands that had commanded thousands of troops and killed countless enemy generals, and at this time there was a trace of trembling.

He opened the first page.

Those names appeared in front of him one by one, and every time he looked at one, his breath became lighter.

However, as soon as he turned the page, his breath became heavier again.

Ye Zheng watched from the side.

It seems that He Yi is right.

The emperor now is eager to see the roster, but is also afraid to see a certain name on the roster.

He originally killed people without blinking, but now he is stabbing himself with one knife after another.

At this time, Zhu Feng finally turned to the last page

Si Nanyan!
Chapter completed!