The daily life of the great devil's favorite wife

Chapter 455

In the Hall of Zhaohe, figures began to leave one after another, and the crowd rushed out of the palace gate, arguing a lot.

Zhuang Jiang followed Mo Linyuan a few times, passed the crowd, and walked into the hall.

On the dragon seat, Emperor Qing supported the dragon chair with one hand, his eyes fixed on a figure in the hall.

There was blood dripping from the corner of his mouth, which was an injury caused by intense emotional fluctuations.

In addition to Emperor Qing, there are imperial concubines and empresses in the palace, as well as Zhuang Zhou sitting in place.

The noble concubine supported the Qing Emperor, her beautiful eyes raised coldly, as if she had no emotion.

Following their gazes, Zhuang and Jiang saw the figure in the center of the hall gathering everyone's attention.

In the wheelchair, the middle-aged man smiled.His green clothes are thin, and there are a few strands of silver in his hair, reflecting his handsome face.

It can be vaguely seen that when he was young, he had a tall and elegant demeanor.

But his legs are useless.

This is Zhuang Jiang's conclusion at this moment.

Yan Feng said, this person just came to the palace.

At that time, the imperial concubine was dancing with her head raised.

"He is?" Zhuang Jiang looked at Mo Linyuan, wanting to ask him for confirmation.

But she found that Mo Linyuan was just like her, with doubts on his face.

At this moment, the middle-aged man in the wheelchair finally spoke.

"The noble concubine dances all over the city. If Feimo sees her today, she will never forget it in this lifetime."

He looked at the imperial concubine next to Emperor Qing.

The moment she heard these words, the imperial concubine felt her heart ache to the extreme.

She might remember everything wrong, but she definitely wouldn't remember his voice and appearance.

Zhuang Jiang's pupils shrank, and she had already figured out the identity of this person.

The atmosphere in the main hall returned to zero in an instant.Qingdi looked at the man who appeared in the hall, and said nothing for a long time.

Because he didn't even know when he entered the palace and why he came here.

All he knew was that the blood in his chest was constantly churning.Like an awakened ferocious beast, it bit him madly without stopping.

Christine Feimo!
This is a name that he will never forget in his life.

Zhuang Jiang was silent, and she took another look at Zhuang Zhou with a gloomy face, and Mo Linyuan, who was calm on the surface but deep in his eyes.

She finally found out the reason why Zhuang Zhou's complexion changed before.

Because the man in the wheelchair was actually Gong Ziyu's father, the concubine's sweetheart, Prince Gong who is now retiring from court - Gong Feimo.

It is said that he and the royal family have had a great enmity for more than ten years, and he has never returned to this important place in the capital.

But today, he came back.

"I'm in poor health, I'm afraid I won't be able to get up to meet the emperor. Please, the emperor forgives me."

Gong Feimo cupped his hands and saluted the Qing Emperor above.The queen looked surprised, but smiled.As if at this moment, I understood something.

Because the moment Gong Feimo said those words, Qingdi spurted out another mouthful of blood, and his body went limp a little bit.

The noble concubine supported the Qing Emperor in horror, and Mo Linyuan almost flashed to the Qing Emperor's side.

The young man looked at Gong Feimo, and the actual killing intent seemed to float on Gong Feimo.

But that man is always smiling.

Zhuang Zhou bowed his head, he already knew this was the result.

The hatred between the royal family and Prince Gong's Mansion may forever be engraved as new.

Because Gong Feimo and Qingdi in front of them are survivors after the catastrophe, one cannot stand in this life, and the other is sick in bed all year round.

Sometimes Zhuang Zhou didn't understand why he had to fight to such an extent.

"That's all, you guys send the emperor to get medical treatment. The old man is here to have a good chat with Feimo."

Walking to the center of the crowd, Zhuang Zhou completely blocked the sharpness of both sides.

(End of this chapter)