Ye Zuibi woke up and slowly opened her extremely heavy eyes. She asked blankly, "Where is Sister?"

The first sentence she woke up was that she did not cry, she did not cry, nor did she ask him if he would be worried, but she asked Ye Jiangxue.

This is called Feng Wu a little angry, he turned his face cold and said nothing.

When Ye Zuibi looked at Shangfeng Wuqing's cold eyes, he was even more anxious when he looked at him silent.

He asked repeatedly: "Where is Sister? Is Sister... Sister..."

She shouted, and she couldn't wait to turn over.

However, her weak body could not walk down the ground. Her face was pale, and large beads of sweat as big as beans on her forehead rolled down quickly.

With a light shout, she fell from the bed to the ground.

"Zui'er! Did it hurt when it falls?" Feng Wu was anxious when he saw Ye Zuibi fall to the ground, and quickly bowed and hugged her carefully, his eyes full of heartache.

Ye Zuibi pursed her pale and thin lips tightly, stared at Feng Zi with her stubborn eyes, and said sadly in a slight pleading voice: "Feng Zi, I...I want to see her..."

Knowing Ye Zuibi's paranoia and his persistence in Ye Jiangxue, Feng Wu no longer stopped him. He gently stroked her hair with a cocooned big hand and said softly: "Be good, I'll take you there, I'll take you there."

Knowing the weight of Ye Jiangxue in her heart, Feng Wu was powerless and angry, but he couldn't bear to see her sadness.

He picked up Ye Zuibei, Feng Wu was cold and looked at the handsome man. He ignored everyone's strange eyes and strided towards Chaohuang Palace.

Along the way, Ye Zuibi stared at Feng Wu's handsome face as if he was cutting a knife and cutting an axe, and his eyes were filled with unsolvable love and admiration.

Outside the Chaohuang Hall, there were crowds of people standing in green clothes, red clothes fluttering, and behind them were a series of ministers.

Ye Jiangxue was not in the morning court for a long time, and the anxious ministers all were angry and scolded Ye Jiangxue with a foolish lord.

Fortunately, it was the Taiping period. Otherwise, even the figures of His Majesty and the Prime Minister could not be found in the time of war. This was really angering.

The Ministry of Revenue, among the Six Ministry Imperial Department, was reluctant to do so. He stood tall with his beard and stared at His Highness Yu Dan, and said to his ministers Leng Ruobingshuang: "Everyone, let's go back first! Your Majesty will issue an order today and don't pay tribute."

"Your Majesty has not come, and the prime minister has no place to go, and no one has dealt with the government. Are you just dragging it like this?" Some officials were dissatisfied and stood in the crowd and were indignant.

After hearing this, the ministers also agreed.

The six ministries had no idea for a moment and allowed the ministers to discuss it.

Ning Hao, the Ministry of Revenue Imperial Office, was Ning Yao's grandfather. He was indignant because Ye Jiangxue and Yan Junqing had killed their grandson. He had a lot of objections. This time, he was even more indignant and angry at the five ministers of the Southern Jin Dynasty.

He took two steps forward, faced the ministers, and said righteously: "Everyone, it's fine for Your Majesty to ignore the major affairs of the court, and Prime Minister Yan Junqing doesn't care about the government's affairs. Since ancient times, the king and his ministers are one mind, which is a prosperous era. The two minds of the king and his ministers are a sign of the country. This is, God will destroy my Southern Jin!"

"Yes, the foundation created by the late emperor cannot be allowed to be squandered by Your Majesty!" A court official immediately agreed, his tone was so loyal, thinking about the country!

The Six Ministry of Imperial Affairs was also at a loss, standing still, waiting for Ning Hao to speak.
Chapter completed!