Destiny Phoenix

Chapter 313 One thought of heaven, another thought of hell

"The emperor be merciful, please be merciful!" Ma Ning was rescued by crying from the door of the imperial study.The shout immediately attracted everyone's attention, preventing Ma Ning from revealing the so-called secret.

A small yellow door quickly came to report, "Report to the emperor, Concubine Hui is asking to see you."

"Mother Concubine!" Seeing the life-saving straw, Ma Ning happily turned around and looked out the door.

"Let her in!" the emperor growled.Even a mother who can raise a son who commits crimes cannot escape responsibility!

Concubine Hui was blocked by the imperial guards outside the imperial study room, and looked in anxiously.

When she heard the emperor's order to let go, she didn't care about her manners. She stretched out her hand to push aside the guard's spear, picked up her skirt and walked in quickly, "The concubine pays homage to the emperor." She heard King Ning At the beginning, she didn't believe the news of the rebellion, until a close aide sent a message that King Ning was defeated and was taken to the imperial study, then she panicked and hurried over to find out what happened.

When she glanced at the embarrassed King Ning, her heart was stabbed sharply.

How could this child do such a stupid thing!
The emperor looked at her coldly and didn't speak.

The people in the hall couldn't turn a blind eye, and turned sideways to salute Concubine Hui.Since Concubine Hui was kneeling, they had no choice but to kneel on the ground and said in unison: "I will see Concubine Hui."

The only one who didn't kneel was Mo Zhanhua. He had an amnesty and didn't need to kneel before the emperor.

Although Concubine Hui was extremely anxious, she still knew the minimum etiquette, and nodded slightly to everyone, "My lords, please excuse me."

Mu Zheng stood up and retreated to the emperor's side.

Feng Qingyao and Ma Jian were already kneeling, but of course they were still kneeling after the ceremony.

Ma Ning crawled up to Concubine Hui, "Concubine Mother, hurry up and plead with Emperor Father on behalf of my son, I know I'm wrong, I really know I'm wrong—" Before he finished speaking, he slapped his ears heavily. to the face.

With a "snap", Ma Ning was knocked to the ground, and five fingerprints appeared on his embarrassed face.

"Concubine Mother—" He covered his face and looked at Concubine Hui in disbelief.

This slap, not only Ma Ning, but also everyone present were stunned.

Feng Qingyao's light eyes fell on the noble woman.Listening to Concubine Hui's tone when she entered the door, it was obvious that she came here to intercede for Ma Ning, but her behavior after entering the door was quite different from before.

But no matter how she behaves, her determination to save Ma Ning will not change.

In order to prevent the emperor from being suspicious, she retracted her gaze.

"Your Majesty," Concubine Hui folded her hands and bent over to perform a state salute. The posture of her body tightly crouching on the ground looked extraordinarily humble and submissive. The decree is to depose the concubine and concubine, and put the concubine and Ning'er in the prison together, so that the concubine can teach this unworthy son well, let him know the way of being a minister and the way of being a son."

In this way, it is to advance by retreating, and save Ma Ning's life first.

Concubine Hui has lived in the harem for many years. Although she has not experienced the ups and downs of Concubine De, she has been able to live in peace for many years and raise a prince. Naturally, she has her own skills.She firmly believes that no matter whether it is the former court or the harem, as long as you can save your life, there is no way to make a comeback.

Mo Zhanhua could see this thought, Feng Qingyao could see it, and Ma Jian could see it too.

As for whether the emperor can see it, it only depends on his one thought.

The so-called one thought of heaven and one thought of hell is talking about such a thing.

Hua Banli stood among the crowd, as light as air, even if someone walked past where he was standing, he would not feel his presence.

(End of this chapter)