Chapter 952: A Thousand Miles of Escape [8]

The people of the Holy Blood Palace were stunned, knowing that what Beitangyou said was definitely not the truth, but he brought out His Majesty, and they had to be afraid, at this time, the national teacher was not there, how could they dare to question His Majesty's decision?

"Hokdo-sama ......."

"Needless to say, Your Excellency Chiyo, bring the people back to the palace, Your Majesty is waiting to see them!" Beitang Yu said solemnly.

"Yes!" Chiyo Fuyu'er bowed down and immediately drove by herself, bypassing the people of the Holy Blood Palace who were blocking her, and drove towards the palace.

Beitang rode his horse to follow, leaving the group of people from the Holy Blood Palace to stare dryly.

"Lord Zheng, then Beitang Yu is obviously protecting Chiyo Dong'er, what should I do?"

Zheng He glanced at their backs resentfully, and said angrily, "What else can I do? Go back immediately and report to the National Teacher, and ask her to decide! ”

"Thank you so much this time!" Leaving the crowded street and walking on the silent road leading to the palace, Chiyo Fuyu'er said sincerely.

Beitang said: "I don't know what you want to do, but this time, you are openly working against the national teacher, do you want to break with her in advance?" ”

"This time the situation is compelling, I will plead guilty to her when I go back."

"What kind of person would want you to do this?" Kitado glanced at the carriage with interest, eager to see who the people inside were.

Of course, Huang Beiyue naturally wouldn't let him down, raised his hand and lifted the curtain, his injured pale face was revealed, and he smiled slightly: "In Xia Huang Beiyue, thank you for saving me." ”

Beitang was stunned for a moment, then looked at the silent Chiyo Dong'er, and instantly understood, seemed to understand something, and said with a smile: "It turns out that you are the lord of Beiyue County, and you have admired the name for a long time, and you finally got to see it today." ”

Huang Beiyue glanced at Chiyo Dong'er, and understood what was going on, and felt very relieved and warm at the moment, and the smile on her face deepened, "I haven't asked Your Excellency yet." ”

"In Xiabeitangyou, his nationality is unknown, he is just a guard beside His Majesty the Emperor." Beitang said with a smile.

How could a guard be so bold? It seems that Xirong is really talented.

The two exchanged a few words, and the carriage arrived at the palace, and the rain in the sky slowly turned smaller, just a few light rains drifting sporadically, such weather is already very good weather in Xirong country!

Beitang Yu led them to walk in front, felt that the rain was light, and suddenly raised his hand with some emotion, looked at the gray sky, and muttered, "When will the rain stop?" ”

That tone, that kind of figure, unconsciously, seems to be dyed with a layer of poetic sadness.

Walking to the door of the emperor's bedroom, several little eunuchs ran out in a panic, and when they saw Beitangyou, they immediately caught up as if they had seen a savior.

"Yoo-sama, why are you here? Your Majesty just woke up from a nap, I can't find you, I've been crying! If we don't listen, please go in immediately! ”

When Beitang heard this, he immediately left everyone behind and strode into the dormitory.

Chiyo Dong'er had a little embarrassment on her face, and said to Huang Beiyue: "Your Majesty is only seven years old, so ......."

"It seems that Your Excellency has worked hard." Huang Beiyue didn't mean to laugh, the emperor of Xirong was only seven years old, she had already heard of this, and she had long known that this emperor was just a puppet of the national teacher, and had no real power.

This is the case in the Xirong Kingdom in the past dynasties, the power is in the hands of the national teacher, and the emperor only needs to accept the worship of all the people.