Chapter 842: A thorn in Zhu Feng's heart

Nan Yan only felt cold all over.
How could Zhu Chengxuan withstand the torture in prison?
Nan Yan glanced worriedly at the closed door of the Yushufang. Now, I just don't know when Zhu Feng will be able to calm down.
Or, can this matter be resolved by easing your breath?
She stood for a while, making sure that there was no movement inside, and Zhu Feng did not ask anyone to come out to call her, so he could only take Ran Xiaoyu back to Yikun Palace.
Ye Xu originally wanted to chase Ran Xiaoyu and say a few words, but when he turned his head, he saw a familiar figure on the other side, and immediately turned his head and ran there.
"Bull nose!"
He Yi is talking to another official.
Hearing his yelling, he couldn't help but smiled bitterly, waved his hand to let the official leave first, and then turned his head: "Ye Yu, don't yell here."
"What am I shouting!"
Ye Xun was really anxious this time. When he came over, he had to reach out and grab the sleeve of Heyi, as if he was afraid he would run away: "You tell me, what are you going to do this time?"
"What do you mean?"
"Don't pretend to be okay with me!"
Ye Xu said, "His Royal Highness has already been in the prison! I was so anxious that I didn't close my eyes all night!"
He Yi looked at him and smiled faintly.
Although he still looks calm and breezy, his slightly red eyes also seem to show that his mood is not as relaxed as he looks on the surface.
He said, "What's the use of urgency?"
"Yes, it's useless to be anxious, then you say a useful way out!"
He Yi looked at him for a while, then shook his head: "I, can't think of a way."
"what?!"
When he heard him say this, Ye Wei became even more anxious. He simply grabbed his two sleeves with both hands, as if to tie them, and said, "The old man, you don't want to make a joke with me. Even you There is no way, then does Wang Wei want to succumb to death in prison?"
He Yi spread his hands in his sleeves: "Is there any way, who would let King Wei write such a poem himself?"
Ye Wei said, "He wrote that poem just to remember the sages. You know, King Zhou Wen, Holy Lord, who is the emperor didn't use him to compare? Even if King Wei said that, what happened?"
He Yi smiled and looked at him: "Ye Yu, you have to be careful when you say this."
"..."
"Yes, there is no problem for anyone to write that poem, but Wang Wei cannot do it, let alone write it to Xu Shifeng."
"..."
"The prince and the generals..."
"..."
"In this matter, we can only say that Wang Wei himself is too unconscious."
Ye Yu was almost exhausted, and said, "Yes, he didn't realize it, but he was still young. He didn't expect to go there."
He Yi blinked, looked at him, and said calmly: "His Royal Highness Wei is no ordinary kid."
"..."
"He is the king of Wei, and even-judging from the emperor's actions a few days ago, his identity may be even further. You know, power is the most corrosive thing."
"..."
Ye Yin looked at him in amazement, a trace of panic in his eyes.
He said: "You don't really think that Wei Wang is intentional, so you want to think about it?"
"Do I feel that way? It doesn't matter," He Yi said lightly. "What matters is how the emperor feels."
"The emperor, would he really doubt his biological son like this?"
"Wang Wei... is indeed the emperor's biological son, but this biological son is also like a thorn in his heart."
"..."
"Even if this matter is resolved this time, if the thorn in his heart can't be pulled out, there will be many more things like this in the future, Wei Wang, I'm afraid I can't handle it."
Ye Xu's brows tightened.
Pull the thorn?
How to pull the thorn?
Just like before, Zhu Feng also sent Sinanyan to jail in a rage.
At that time, the relationship between the two of them was unclear, and their feelings were unclear, and it was inevitable that they would have suspicions about each other, and a small suspicion by the emperor would bring people to an end.
Of course, when the two people fell in love with each other, the thorn was pulled out.
Now, Ye Yi believed that if there were any more storms, they would both be able to pass through together.
But this time, it was the son.
If there are thorns, what are they? How can I pull it out?
Just at this moment, another official came over with a sad face, as if he was looking for He Yi to say something. He Yi hurriedly pulled out his sleeve from Ye Yu's hand and said, "Okay, I'm going to work, you I—what should I do."
After speaking, he turned and hurried away.
Looking at his back, Ye Zhen frowned.
What to do.
But what should I do now?
Looking back at the Imperial Study Room with the door still closed, even the imperial concubine couldn't get in. This time, I was afraid of doing anything, it would be difficult to make a difference.


Nan Yan had been sitting on the bench outside the house after returning from the Yushufang, looking at the gate of Yikun Palace.
However, Zhu Feng was never seen.
I asked Tingfu to find out the news. About half an hour later, I heard that Ning Wang Zhuxuan had come out of the Imperial Study Room. However, Zhu Feng did not come out and did not see anyone again.
Until the evening.
This is the first time for so many days, he hasn't come to Yikun Palace all day.
In the evening, Nan Yan held Xiao Anping in his arms, feeling a little heavier than before.
It seems that this matter is really not that easy to solve.
Xiao Anping in his arms was still holding her clothes restlessly, wriggling and muttering.
Nan Yan looked down at her and said with a wry smile: "If you are older, you can help your brother to intercede."
"Oh..."
"But now, your brother is still in prison."
"Wow."
Seeing her look unsure of her sadness, Nan Yan smiled bitterly and patted her softly, and said softly: "Go to bed early, don't bother mother. Mother, think of a way to save your brother."
While talking, Ran Xiaoyu's voice came from outside.
Nan Yan said, "Xiaoyu, what's the matter?"
Ran Xiaoyu walked in from the outside, the light was dim, and her expression became more solemn.
"Niang, Ye Zhen just came over and said, there seems to be another imperial decree over the Yushufang."
"The emperor has issued a decree again?"
Nan Yan frowned and asked: "What did the imperial edict say?"
"It seems that the Criminal Ministry sent several officials to jail overnight."
"why?"
"I heard that the emperor asked people to find out that they had private contacts on weekdays, and they seemed to say some dissatisfaction with the court, and they also found their letters."
Nan Yan frowned: "This—"
If the emperor had to deal with officials who were dissatisfied with the court, it would not be a big deal.
At this time, why is it worth Ye Xu to come over and say specifically.
Ran Xiaoyu said, "Ye Yu said that these officials were all promoted during the period of Emperor Wei's supervision over the past six months."