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    Nangong Jingnu¡¯s throat tightened, as if she had fallen into an ice cellar.  She watched the group of people walking towards the mourning hall in an aggressive manner, picked up the hem of their palace clothes and chased after them.

    While running, countless guesses flashed through Nangong Jingnu¡¯s mind: Whether it was from intuition or based on the facts, she did not believe that Concubine Hui would do such a thing!

    The moment the Minister of Dali Temple entered the mourning hall, the faces of the second prince and the fourth prince were filled with despair

    The Minister of Dali Temple looked at the two people collapsed on the ground with a cold face, then looked around, and shook the bright scroll in his hand with a "click".

    Nangong Jingnu rushed over at the last moment and pressed the Dali Temple Minister's wrist: "Master Li, wait a minute!"

    The minister of Dali Temple frowned, looked at Nangong Jingnu and asked respectfully: "What's the matter, Your Highness? I have been ordered by the emperor to pass on the imperial edict"

    Nangong Jingnu took a deep breath and said seriously: "It is precisely because of this that I am so arrogant."

    Minister of Dali Temple: "What do you mean, Your Highness Zhenzhen?"

    Nangong Jingnu whispered: "I wonder if Mr. Li can lend me a moment to speak?"

    The minister of Dali Temple pondered for a moment and replied cautiously: "His Royal Highness is rich in gold and jade, and the first-level foreign ministers dare not discuss matters in private with His Highness."

    Nangong Jingnu was choked by one sentence and became speechless. At this moment, she also experienced firsthand the powerlessness and humility of a woman in the court

    Nangong Jingnu simply grabbed the scroll of the imperial edict and pressed it down. The minister of Dali Temple refused to give in even half a step, and the two were in a stalemate.

    As long as one of the princes in the palace is willing to stand up and support Nangong Jingnu, her situation will not be so embarrassing.

    It¡¯s a pity that there is no such person

    ¡°Perhaps the second and fourth children were so frightened that they didn¡¯t dare to raise their heads; but Nangong Tatsuya, who had always had a close personal relationship with Nangong Jingnu and was the prince of the prison country, just leaned on crutches and watched coldly.

    Needless to say, the third child is the most direct beneficiary. How can he come forward?

    The other sidedon't mention it.

    The thin piece of imperial edict has now become a hot potato. Nangong Jingnu is in a dilemma holding it, as if a huge weight is pressing down on her shoulders.

    She is no longer the ignorant girl she was before. She has been soaking in memorials all day long in the past year, and with Nangong Rang's careful guidance, she has long been fully aware of the pros and cons.

    The reason why Nangong Jingnu stopped the Minister of Dali Temple was because the military order was like a mountain. Once this imperial edict was read out, the second and fourth brothers would be completely ruined. Even Concubine Hui, who had been with her father all her life, and her mother's family would also suffer  ¡­

    But this is not the case for other people. The third brother is the most direct beneficiary of this witchcraft disaster. The other princes may not be happy to see it happen. Her stoppage is not considered a problem in the eyes of others.  What about taking sides?

    Nangong Jingnu¡¯s forehead showed fine beads of sweat: If Qi Yan was here

    As soon as this thought came out, Nangong Jingnu almost bit her tongue: What do you want him to do?  Do I still need to rely on that person to this day?  !

    Nangong Jingnu stood bravely in the center of everyone's attention. Even though the room was filled with her family members, she felt isolated and helpless.

    If Qi Yan were herehe would definitely stand by her side without hesitation. What would happen to him?

    Didn¡¯t say anything, but silently stood in front of him, blocking the Dali Temple Qing¡¯s dagger-like gaze?  Or should you hold your own hand and argue with the Minister of Dali Temple in a gentle tone?

    I had warned myself countless times not to think about that person, but I lost control at such a critical moment.

    Seeing Nangong Jingnu¡¯s silence, the minister of Dali Temple tried to pull the scroll out of Nangong Jingnu¡¯s hand.  Nangong Jingnu turned around and said loudly, holding back a resentful anger: "Presumably Master Li can roughly guess the content of the imperial edict without me telling you, right?"

    There was a hint of wavering in the eyes of the Minister of Dali Temple, which was caught by Nangong Jingnu, and she continued: "Master Li has read the books of sages, and he should know what will happen to the entire court and even the previous dynasty once this matter is confirmed!  The matter is serious, Mr. Li is the pillar of the imperial court, don¡¯t you know the truth of risking your life to give advice?¡±

    The Minister of Dali Temple looked at the two princes who were lying limply on the ground, and then at the thin coffin in the center: His Highness Zhenzhen is right, if the witchcraft disaster is confirmed the consequences will be disastrous.  He is not afraid to use iron and blood tactics for His Majesty, but if there is another hidden secret in this matter, once the case is overturned

    After thinking about this, the Minister of Dali Temple took the initiative to lower his body and made a "please" gesture: "Your Highness, please move?"

    Nangong Jingnu raised her chin, looking as arrogant as a noble of the Tian family.

    &nbspGirl: "Okay."

    Nangong Jingnu didn¡¯t want to stay for more than a quarter of an hour. It turned out that those few words about seizing the legitimate son recorded in the history books really existed.

    So cruel and cold.

    ¡­¡­

    Sitting on the carriage returning home, Nangong Jingnu leaned against the corner of the carriage and closed her eyes. Nangong Shunu did not disturb her, and the carriage was very quiet.

    Nangong Jingnu slowed down her breathing, for fear of accidentally squeezing out the tears hidden in her eyes.

    She missed Qi Yan so much that her heart was as deep as her bones.

    Such a thing happened, and she saw through the truth that was probably closest to the truth, but she didn¡¯t know who to tell.

    Second sister?  She will definitely not believe it, and it might even give her a shadowy impact

    Those royal brothers?  Ah¡­¡­

    Nangong Jingnu carefully screened everyone around her and found that only Qi Yan was the one.

    He can understand himself, and can even think of a truth that is more consistent with the facts. He will tolerate his tears and "rebellious" words and deeds indefinitely, and remain tight-lipped.

    Nangong Jingnu: "Second sister"

    Nangong Shunu: "What's wrong? Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"

    Nangong Jingnu: "Can you send me to where he is? I want to see him, and I want to see him now."

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