The rebirth of the noble concubine Wushuang

Chapter 865
After another two hours, Zhu Cheng rested all the sweat on his body, and then came out of the guard's room.

But at this time, the sun had completely set, and the afterglow of the setting sun dragged out a long glow on the ground.

King An has been kneeling for a full day, and his whole body has lost his appearance, with sunken cheeks and black eye sockets.

Seeing Zhu Cheng approaching, he struggled, his eyelids raised slightly, and the light in his eyes was barely noticeable.

Zhu Cheng sighed, but still put on an air of superiority that he tried his best: "King An, come with us."

Hearing this, King An's body trembled slightly, and his eyes showed a three-point unbelievable ecstasy for the rest of his life after a catastrophe.

His lips fluttered, but he didn't say anything. Wang An's mood eased, his face was surprisingly calm, and he got up tremblingly from the ground. Just when he stood up, his feet gave way and he almost fell back again.

Zhu Cheng quickly helped him with his eyesight, and then held him firmly. He didn't forget to ask thoughtfully, "Our family will arrange a sedan chair for King An?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Wang An categorically rejected him. He took a deep breath, stood still, and then let go of Zhu Cheng's hand. His voice was like an old windmill, hoarse and unpleasant.

"Thank you for your father-in-law's kindness. There is no need for a sedan chair. In my entire life, I have only been lying on a stretcher and never sat in a sedan chair."

What he said was so decisive that Zhu Cheng took a high look at him, and he didn't force himself to follow him to the imperial study.

It was also a wise move for him, and he was not confused. Now that His Majesty is angry, he kneels and walks away like this, somewhat in the mood of pleading guilty, but if he sits in a sedan chair, I'm afraid there will be a tendency to burn oil.

An Wang limped, gritted his teeth and walked to the imperial study room. It was already half an hour later, even though he was in a hurry and sweating all over his body, he still gritted his teeth and survived.

Zhu Cheng didn't pause, and directly led the person in.

In the imperial study room, Xie Ling was sitting, with a blank white face expressionless, deep pupils, calm and majestic.

On the opposite side of Xie Ling, sitting Xie Chu, his back is straight, his wide sleeves are half hanging on the chessboard, and he is twisting a black chess piece in his hand. It all falls on the chessboard.

The enemy was extremely jealous when they met, Wang An clenched his teeth, his body tensed up, and the hand placed by his side was clenched so tightly that his veins were exposed.

Kneeling down with a plop, King An closed his eyes, and with a look of grief on his face, he sang loudly: "My lord, I beg your Majesty for your sins!"

Xie Ling was sitting cross-legged with a teacup in his hand, his eyes were coldly fixed on King An, he couldn't tell whether he was happy or angry, and his voice was even more unmoving: "Oh? What's wrong with King An?"

King An was kneeling upright, his drenched clothes clinging to his sturdy figure, showing the traces of his galloping on the battlefield in recent years.

After hearing Xie Ling's words, King An secretly gritted his teeth.

This little emperor clearly asked the question knowingly, embarrassing him!
There was a sudden sadness in his heart, Wang An's tone was cold, and he fell to the ground suddenly: "I shouldn't lie to your majesty, I deserve death!"

As soon as he said this, the room was surprisingly quiet, no one spoke, only the sound of chess pieces falling on the board.

It sounds like Xie Chu is rehearsing a chess game, with one match and another match, very regular.

After a long time, Xie Ling finally opened his mouth. Finally, he was not as cold and cheerless as before, and his tone was a little chilly.

"What a serious illness in bed! King An really put on a good show for me!"

As soon as he said this, killing intent suddenly appeared in the room, and Zhu Cheng was even more angry.

King An didn't dare to pick up the quarrel at this moment, in the silence, Xie Chu's voice suddenly rang out at this moment.

"It's a capital offense to bully the king."

The five words made the atmosphere in the room even more heavy. Wang An knelt on the ground, his body was as cold as ice, and his bones were cold.

His pupils dilated and he gritted his teeth. Wang An hated Xie Chu very much in his heart. He wanted him to die!Xie Chu prides himself on being unworldly, cold-tempered and doesn't like to argue with others, but looking at it now, he is just a fame-seeker, and he is very skilled in using it when he is in trouble!
If he passes this test today, he will never forget Xie Chu's present revenge!
He lowered his body even lower, and Wang An's tone became more tragic, with a crying tone, and his voice was raised several times: "My minister! The crime deserves death! Please give me the death penalty! I will die without regret! I just ask your majesty to see you For the sake of working so hard for Dayu all my life, pardon my innocent son!"

As he spoke, he was sobbing so hard that he almost fainted.

His appearance of singing and writing was excellent, but Xie Ling and the others were stunned, weeping bitterly, repenting at the beginning, it really looked a little pitiful.

Zhu Cheng finally helped to speak from the side: "King An has worked hard for so many years without credit, why don't His Majesty listen to Wang An's explanation?"

Xie Ling saw that Wang An was crying so badly, and for a moment, he only felt his eyes were hot. Such a big man was crying like a child, he, Uncle Wang, was really shameless.

"I'm also curious, why did King An leave Beijing secretly and put on such a big show?"

After Xie Ling finished speaking, Wang An already had a countermeasure in his mind.

On the way back to Beijing, he had already rounded up his arguments in his heart, and confirmed that there were no flaws in the polishing. As long as Xie Ling was willing to see him, he would definitely have a chance.

Now when he really asked about his departure from Beijing, he was about to put on a gesture and spit out his words vividly, when Xie Chu suddenly spoke again.

"King An is so sneaky, could it be that he is preparing for treason?"

As soon as these words came out, not only King An was shocked, but Zhu Cheng beside him broke out in a cold sweat.

This King Yong was too daring to say something, he dared to say the word "rebellion", and he even said it in front of His Majesty.

Xie Ling also glanced at Xie Chu, but the meaning was unclear.

Wang An was completely shocked this time, and his whole body was not well.

Is Xie Chu's words intentional or unintentional?Did he really know something, or did he lie to him casually?
His heart felt like a stone was tied up and down, Wang An didn't dare to think too much, and quickly argued: "Your Majesty, the world can learn from you! I have absolutely no intention of treason! You gave me ten guts, and I dare not do that!" !"

If he confessed to this crime, he would not be able to get away with this capital crime. King An is not stupid.

After expressing his loyalty, King An raised his head and stared at Xie Chu: "I don't know what His Highness King Yong's intentions are, could it be that he still remembers the enmity from last time and insisted on putting this king to death?"

What he said was heartbroken, and he was about to fight Xie Chu desperately, Zhu Cheng who was beside him hurried up to hold him back.

"King An calm down, King Yong is only intentional or unintentional, so don't take it seriously."

(End of this chapter)