Chapter 958: who are you?

"I want to see the emperor!"
At Ye Yi's mansion, Ran Xiaoyu got off the bed with an injured shoulder, pushed aside the little maid who came to serve her, and said loudly, "I want to see the emperor!"
"Xiaoyu, don't worry."
Ye Zhen was next to him, trying to step forward to help her, and worried that he would be beaten by her again, so he could only stretch out his hands and act as if he wanted to protect her, but he didn't dare to touch her at all.
"How can I not be in a hurry? The imperial concubine was taken away, but you didn't look for it."
"..."
"How many days are it now?"
"..."
"What if she is in danger?"
Ran Xiaoyu talked more and more anxiously, pointing to Ye Wei and said, "I tell you, if something happens to your mother, I—I will demolish your house!"
Ye Yu hurriedly waved his hands in fright: "Don't mess around, this is also your home."
"you--"
Ran Xiaoyu turned pale with anger, and immediately stretched out his hand to hit him, but the severe pain came from her shoulder, and the pain made her cold and sweat. Ye Yu said hurriedly, "Hey, don't be angry, you have to wait to hit me. You can do it again when your injury is healed."
When the maid next to her heard this, she couldn't help covering her mouth and laughing.
Ye Xu also felt that he couldn't do this, losing the majesty of his master, and hurriedly waved his hand at them, and the maids smirked and left the room.
Ye Xu stepped forward and sat back on the bed with her arm supported.
As soon as he sat down, Ran Xiaoyu threw away his hand angrily.
Ye Yu sighed, squatted aside, and said seriously: "We are as worried about the imperial concubine empress as you are, and we have sent someone to find her."
"Send people, how many people did you send?"
"That's..." Ye Qi was also a little vacant at this point, and could only say vaguely, "Jin Yiwei people."
Upon hearing this, Ran Xiaoyu's brows tightened.
"I know, that little devil's head Li is not hurt. He is so young, how could he be saved back to his mother. And—"
"And what?"
"..."
Ran Xiaoyu recalled what he saw in Lenggong that day, the way that Li Bushang was facing Sinanyan, and the haze between his brows became heavier.
She did not say, only said: "I don't care, I want to see the emperor, I want to tell the emperor!"
"Really can not."
Seeing that she was about to stand up, Ye Yu stretched out his hands and pressed her shoulders, and said seriously: "Xiaoyu, don't be willful at this time, the emperor - he can't do anything now."
"...?"
When Ran Xiaoyu heard these words, his heart sank.
"What is it, can't do anything?"
"The situation of the emperor is very complicated now."
"..."
"In order to appease the current situation, the empress and the cranes are already very tired. You really don't bother them about this. If the court is really messed up now, even if you rescue the concubine empress , The world, I'm afraid there is no place where you can rest."
Ran Xiaoyu was surprised.
She said: "What happened to the emperor?"
Ye Wei frowned and was silent for a long time before he said: "His current situation is very complicated. In short, he can't act rashly."
Ran Xiaoyu glared at him, and then said coldly: "I know you are all people who do great things, but I am not. I can't control the world, nor can I control the stability of Peking, I just want to protect what I want to protect People. I don't want her to suffer."
"..."
"I want to rescue the concubine."
"..."
"If you can't make a move, I'll go. I've done this before, and now, I can too. No one can stop me!"
"you--"
Ye Wei could only smile bitterly at the stubborn and merciless Ran Xiaoyu.
He thought for a while, and said, "Let’s go to the palace again to see the situation, and then we will think of a way, okay? Your shoulder injury is not healed, so go out, not only can’t save the concubine, Put yourself in, isn't it worse?"
Hearing what he said, Ran Xiaoyu turned his head again and glanced at his thickly bandaged shoulders.
Finally nodded: "Yeah."
In the afternoon, Ye Wei entered the palace again.
Now, he is also one of the few people who can still enter the palace and enter the emperor's palace.
Although outside the palace gate, the ministers have been seen gathering there, and they have not scattered. Some people still come forward to pull his sleeves and ask him to pass their words to the emperor.
"It's been so many days, does the emperor still refuse to listen to politics in court?"
"The emperor will subdue the country if he doesn't go to the court and ignore the government."
"Yes, where does the emperor set the world?"
...
If he listened to these words in normal times, he might have echoed them twice, but now, he is totally in no mood to pay attention to them.
Ye Xu was about to turn around and walk in. At this moment, another familiar figure appeared in front of him, not someone else, but Lord Cheng Guo.
With a serious expression on his face, he stared at Ye Wei: "Master Ye, the emperor is like this, when will it be?"
When Ye Xu saw him, he could only leaned over to salute: "Guo Duke."
"The emperor hasn't given everyone a clear explanation about the big ritual altar. Now, it has been a whole few days without going up to the court and not dealing with government affairs. Is the Great Yan Dynasty really as light as a feather in the eyes of the emperor? ?"
A cold sweat broke out on Ye Xu's back.
He said: "Don’t get me wrong. The emperor is only unwell these days, so he is temporarily exempted from court. After these few days, the emperor will naturally re-summon everyone to deal with political affairs. He is highly respected and he hopes to comfort him. Qunchen."
After speaking, he raised his hand to salute, turned and walked into the palace gate.
Wu Yingqi looked at his back.
In the eyes, it was pitch black.
Ye Zhen hurried forward on the long, empty road.
Today is the third day when Zhu Feng's "overwhelming emotions" in Zhu Feng's body are effective.
The entire palace is heavily guarded.
Along the way, except for the guards standing guard, everyone touched the knife on their waist. There were no other court ladies and eunuchs.
After a while, he finally got outside the palace.
Take a deep breath, then push the door and walk in.
As soon as he entered the door, his eyes widened in surprise.
Because he saw Zhu Feng sitting on the bedside.
In the first two days, he was still unable to move, and even the simplest movement of eating can only be done with the assistance of others.
Now, I can sit up.
Isn't he all right?
Zhu Feng was wearing a snow-white gown. I don't know if it was because of the torment in his body these days that he looked pale. He sat leaning against him with his long hair hanging down his shoulders, showing a rare feeling of weakness.
A pair of eyes are as clean as a mirror without stains.
He was looking at the people standing in front of the bed-He Yi, and Xu Miaoyin.
Ye Xu hurried forward: "The emperor, the emperor!"
"..."
As soon as he heard his voice, Zhu Feng turned his gaze to him again, frowning slightly.
"who are you?"