Chapter 2955: Deep Palace Counterattack: The Revenge of the Little Palace (63)

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The ministers met with each other and apparently felt very disappointed with the imperial inaction.
In their view, if Song Nan Mo has the confidence to win the hard bones of Gao Saiguo, then it is another growth for Tianchao.
Unfortunately, Feng Yu biased the 300,000 troops in his hand, and he was unwilling to hand it to Song Nan Mo.
Once, twice, three times...
Over time, the ministers will be separated from the emperor's heart.
If the monarch and the minister lose their hearts, it will be half of the country for Feng Yu.
He is a smart person, and he naturally understands it.
In fact, he can be a leisurely emperor, let Song Nan Mo charge for him.
Life or death is not important to him. The ministers in the court will not be dissenting. He is still a good emperor who loves the court.
However, that person is Song Nan Mo.
He could not convince himself to hand over 300,000 troops to him.
Unconsciously, Feng Yu found himself walking to Yi Xuan Palace.
This place, he seems to have not been here for a long time. Yi Xuan Palace is still the same, this is not a cold palace, but it does not have the emperor's love.
Feng Yu glanced and stepped in and went in.
The weather seemed to be getting cooler, and the maple trees on both sides slowly fell.
Du Sambo wanted to pass it through but was stopped by Feng Yu. He walked into the inner room and found that the softness was as good as sitting in the window.
"The slaves gave the emperor peace--" Susu immediately slammed the ceremony and said: "The goddess, the emperor is coming."
Susu’s face is very happy, but she is not too soft.
She is just a respectful ceremony: "Give me the emperor."
"Sit down." Feng Yu recruited and waved: "You all go on, I have a few words and said softly."
"Yes--" the crowd said: "The slaves retire."
"How come the emperor has the interest here today." Softly poured a pot of tea for him: "I don't think you will come in this life."
Feng Yu took a tea ceremony: "just walk around."
"It seems that in the eyes of the Emperor, the emperor has something to worry about." A soft smile said: "And this matter is about to be related to your brother."
"boom--"
The sound of the cup falling in an instant, Feng Yu looked angry and looked at the soft voice: "Do you think you won? If Song Nan Mo has no 300,000 military power, do you think he can win the high country? Ah, when are you so naive?"
On the top of the hall, it was persecuted by the people. When he arrived in the harem, he was still treated like this. A person who is as proud as Feng Yu can't stand it.
But in retrospect, she still looks so calm, not in a hurry.
"Song General can not win the high game country. I don't know." Soft and faintly said: "But I know what he wants to do, and the dream he wants to achieve is getting closer and closer to him."
As her personal sister, she knows better than anyone else that Song Nan Mo is doing all this.
He is so desperate, so hard, even if he is seriously injured, he will come over when he lives on the line.
Such a strong consciousness, because of what?
One person, just because of one person.
"Oh...hehehe...hahahahahaha--" Feng Yu heard the madness of the general idiots a few channels: "Hey know ah! How can you not know? Can you soften your father's life? In the hand, today, Song Nanmo’s life can be pinched on his hands.