Marshal, your vest is off

Chapter 230 Zhao Wujue returns to the palace

"Okay, then I'll go back and think about it first. I'll come back to you if needed," Cheng Qing said.

Zhao Wuyuan nodded.

The two left the secret room together.

Zhao Wuyuan headed towards Muchen Palace, while Cheng Qing headed towards the military camp.

As the commander of the Royal Forest Army, Cheng Qing should actually go and make arrangements to cry, but the patrol in the palace still needed her, so she didn't go.

After they left, they did not notice that an inconspicuous little eunuch also left the palace.

Back at the military camp, Cheng Qing immediately sent a message to Cheng Yue, telling him to come back quickly.

"Miss." Qiu Yan looked at her worriedly and asked, "Now that the fourth prince is not the emperor, and you are sitting in this position, will you be squeezed out by the new emperor?"

Cheng Qing looked at her and said, "It doesn't matter what he wants to do. As long as I'm still sitting in this position, I still have to do it."

Qiu Yan looked at her with questions and asked, "Miss, how long do you want to sit in this position?"

Cheng Qing smiled and said: "Qiu Yan, I can't answer this question for you."

"Why can't you answer?" Qiu Yan asked with a frown.

Cheng Qing held his forehead as he had a headache.

Qiulan pulled Qiuyan and said, "Don't ask anymore."

"The new emperor will probably come to me soon." Cheng Qing made such a judgment.

Qiu Yan wanted to ask again, but as soon as he opened his mouth, Qiu Lan covered it.

……

At noon, a group of Taoists came outside Zhuque Gate, but they were all blocked by the imperial guards.

"Where are you Taoist priests from?"

Zhao Wujue stood with his hands behind his back, showed him the prince's token, and said, "I am the eldest prince, Zhao Wujue. I came here specially after hearing that my father passed away."

After reading the token, the imperial guard immediately knelt down and presented the token to him, saying, "I didn't know that I was the eldest prince. Please forgive me."

"Get out of the way." Zhao Wujue said.

"Yes." The imperial guard respectfully stepped aside.

Zhao Wujue walked inside, and the hem of his clothes was blown up by the wind, giving him an air of immortality.

After the Imperial Guards stood up, one of the Imperial Guards immediately ran towards the military camp.

After half an hour.

Inside the military camp.

Cheng Qing was not surprised when he heard the news that Zhao Wujue was back.

If Zhao Wu never came back, it would be beyond her expectation.

But now that Zhao Wujue is back, she should go take a look.

Cheng Qing stood up and walked out.

Muchen Palace.

Zhao Wujue's sudden appearance shocked almost everyone.

Zhao Wuye, who had just ascended the throne, had just completed the noon memorial service. When he saw him appearing, he was surprised for a moment, and then he understood.

He walked slowly to Zhao Wujue.

Zhao Wujue bowed respectfully, "Zhao Wujue has met the Emperor. Long live the Emperor. Long live the Emperor."

The Taoists behind him also knelt down after him.

Zhao Wuye quickly stepped forward to help him up personally and said, "Brother, there is no need to be polite."

Zhao Wujue stood up and took his hand and said, "Congratulations to the Emperor for being crowned a great treasure. It's a pity that I don't have any good congratulatory gifts to send to the Emperor because of my brother."

"Brother Imperial, you and I, brothers, why are you talking about this? Come on, go see your father first." Zhao Wuye said with a hint of sadness.

"it is good."

Zhao Wujue followed him to the late emperor's coffin and bowed down in obedience to the etiquette.

Then Zhao Wujue started crying again and said, "Father, I'm sorry, I didn't have time to see you for the last time. It's really unfilial!"

Not far behind, Zhao Wuyuan was kneeling with heavy mourning. Seeing Zhao Wujue crying like this, he felt very disgusted.Zhao Wujue cried for a while, causing the royal family members to cry.

"Brother Imperial, don't be too sad. If my father knew better, he would never want to see you so sad." Zhao Wuye comforted him while weeping.

"Your Majesty, you are so sad yourself, yet you comfort your brother." As he said this, Zhao Wujue felt sad again.

"Brother Huang."

"emperor."

The two cried again.

Zhao Wuyuan watched indifferently from behind. He acted very well in pretending to be sentimental. At least he was really crying when he cried, and the tears were obvious.

When he was almost done crying, Zhao Wujue got to the topic.

"Your Majesty, I haven't seen my father for the last time, and there is nothing I can do for my father now. Can I allow my brother to perform this ritual for my father?"

Zhao Wuye's eyes dimmed slightly, and he continued: "It's natural for the emperor to have such a heart. I will give the order now and let the eldest brother preside over the next rituals."

"Thank you, Your Majesty." Zhao Wujue cried with joy and bowed to Zhao Wuye again before bowing down.

"Brother, there is no need to be polite. Get up quickly."

When Zhao Wuyuan saw this while watching the show, he lowered his head indifferently.

Behind, an inconspicuous place.

Cheng Qing saw all this clearly, and what she thought when she heard Zhao Wujue's words was: She really wanted to find an excuse to stay in the palace openly.

Judging from Zhao Wuye's subtle expression, he should be reluctant, but now he has to do so, right?

……

Not long after the afternoon, Cheng Qing received a summons from Zhao Wuye.

She went without any surprise.

When she arrived at the door of the royal study, Eunuch Jiang came forward and saluted her, "I have met the princess."

Cheng Qing looked at his expression, as if he had passed the period of sadness. Apart from his lack of expression, he couldn't tell that there was anything sad about him.

"Father."

Cheng Qing called him, but didn't say much.

Eunuch Jiang said respectfully: "Your Majesty has been waiting for you for a long time. Please come in."

With that said, he led her towards the door.

When Cheng Qing walked to the door, she suddenly tripped and almost fell. Eunuch Jiang caught her in time.

"The princess be careful!"

Cheng Qing looked at him, nodded, and said, "I'm fine. Thank you Eunuch Jiang for your help."

"Your Majesty, you're welcome. Come in quickly."

"Ah."

Cheng Qing nodded and walked in.

Eunuch Jiang was reminding her to be careful, asking her to be careful about Zhao Wuye. What was the mystery behind this?

Zhao Wuye was waiting for her inside. When he saw her coming in, he put down the memorial in his hand.

Cheng Qing knelt down and saluted him, "Cheng Qing, a humble minister, has met the emperor. Long live the emperor. Long live the emperor."

"Get up." Zhao Wuye said.

"Thank you, Your Majesty." Cheng Qing stood up and stood respectfully.

Zhao Wuye stepped down from the throne and looked at her.

Cheng Qing was still wearing armor, but his waist was already tied with white silk.

Although she doesn't have the beauty of a hairpin skirt, she still has a bit of heroic appearance in it.This was not the first time Zhao Wuye had seen Cheng Qing dressed up like this, but it was the first time he had seen him up close like this.

"Cheng Qing, I still like you to call me third brother."

Cheng Qing's eyes flashed slightly. Was he going to put aside the incident of poisoning him before, take the initiative to give her a step down, and then pull her into his camp?

(End of this chapter)