Due to this temporary accident, the morning court naturally delayed for a few more days, and Nan Si stayed in Zichen Hall for several more days.

Cang Hanyu did not mention any topic about the founding of the Queen, and suddenly became very quiet. Even for the emperor, the obedience that he should not have was reflected in him.

It’s just that this excessive quietness and obedience make people feel uneasy.

Especially Pei Hai.

He felt that the emperor's reaction was particularly abnormal.

He could not understand at all that the emperor was so kind to Nan Xiang, so good that he was almost willing to show her heart, but Nan Si was always indifferent.

Why is this?

However, as a slave, he really didn't have the courage to ask too much about the master's affairs, so he could only serve him tremblingly, and stand as far as possible unless he had no choice.

Nan Si didn't say anything about this.

The injury on her arm was not serious for her and was not worthy of her heart. It seemed that even the pain was just an illusion of irrelevance.

In fact, the sword showed no mercy at all, and it was not exaggerated to say that it was deep enough to see the bones. It was just that Nan Si didn't care. But every day when changing the medicine, there was always a pair of eyes that fell on the wound on her arm. There was a depressing emotion in her eyes, and her thin lips were pursed white, but she just didn't say a word.

Compared with the wounds on Nan Si's arm, the wounds on Cang Hanyu's neck are really lighter.

Nan Si reacted quickly and took action quickly at that time, so she was just scratched by the sword energy and applied special medicine. After disassembling the cloth strips, she could basically not see anything.

However, due to the injury, I stole a few more days and was lazy.

After no trace was seen on his neck, Nan Si said calmly: "The emperor can go to court tomorrow."

Cang Hanyu said nothing, just said huh to show that he knew.

Fuwei and Xuan Ling's injuries gradually healed. Although they have not yet been completely cleared, there is no problem when they return to the emperor to protect them.

So Nan Si returned to the Prime Minister's Mansion.

In the early morning of April 12th, before the sky was completely bright, Cang Hanyu got up and washed up, put on a noble and fitted dragon robe, and finally stepped out of the Zichen Hall and headed forward to the Golden Palace.

The man's face is as elegant as a painting, and his eyebrows are indifferent and cold. It is a noble that only emperors have, and it makes people unwilling to look at him. However, his tall and thin figure seems to reveal a sense of loneliness and loneliness against the backdrop of the lights in the early morning.

All civil and military officials could not notice this. They just saw that the emperor finally appeared. They all breathed a sigh of relief. The voice of Shan Hu Long Live was louder and more imposing than before.

Cang Hanyu sat on the dragon chaise with expressionless expression, silently speaking, looking at the civil and military officials in the court as if he was looking at the air without any emotional fluctuations.

Pei Hai spoke for the emperor: "The emperor has an order, and all the ministers will be calm!"

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

The ministers stood up, shook their robes and clothes, and cheered up their spirits.

Rong Chuxiu noticed some abnormalities sensitively, raised his eyes slightly, and passed the cold face of the emperor sitting on the dragon throne. He saw that his expression was obviously colder than usual - not the cold and alienating thing in the past, but a kind of cold silence that closed his emotions.

It seems like it is separated from everyone, immersed in a world where no one can enter and taste loneliness, making people feel for no reason...

Rong Chuxiu frowned slightly and turned to look at Pei Hai...
Chapter completed!