The mad concubine of the group loves the world

Chapter 143
Since Xiao Yanzhi forcefully administered bitter medicine two days ago, Lu Wanlan was locked in the bedroom by him and his movements were restricted.

And this man didn't know what happened, but he also moved the documents in the study to the outside, and stayed by her side every step of the way.

Not only that, but you have to do it yourself even serving tea and feeding meals.

Lu Wanlan often avoids taking the medicine because the medicine is too bitter, but Xiao Yanzhi always retaliates with "I have tasted it for you".

She could only be obediently fed by him like that, her bitter tongue was numb and she didn't dare to complain a word, and she secretly raised her eyelashes to watch him concentrate on feeding the medicine, her heart was as sweet as honey.

She thought that she and Xiao Yanzhi would have further development, but no matter how she tried to find something to talk about, or deliberately provoked trouble, this man stopped there.

Not only did he not say a few words during the day, but even at night he just slept on the soft bed outside.

The fat that reaches the mouth, just look at it, but you can't eat it!

Let Lu Wanlan not know what to do!

Chi Zheng, who was sent to investigate the news of Prince Yu's Mansion, also found nothing in recent days.

Instead, they learned that because of the defeat in Liaodong and the loss of Xianbu, the Seventh Division of Danba showed signs of retreating from the capital.

Presumably, Shuntian Mansion and Shenji Camp were ordered by the Holy Spirit to arrest the murderer, and the entire capital city has been searched upside down.Many of the secret agents of the enemy country and the dead soldiers privately raised by the aristocratic families were also revealed by this coincidence.

The hidden piles of Danba's Seven Divisions can't be hidden anymore.

It is estimated that Xiao Jingyu did not expect that the capital city, which he considered to be the most indestructible city in the whole Zhou Dynasty, was actually a dragon's pool and a tiger's den, which was in danger.

Looking at the detailed work list submitted by He Xixian, one after another was presented to Liu Yuanhai.

On Xiao Jingyu's face, he didn't show any joyful emotions, but his whole heart was even more dignified.

There was still a piece of writing in front of him, Xiao Jingyu's cold and sharp eyes swept across the stack of brocade books, and then he stared closely at the silk cloth pressed by the bronze ruler on the table.

The Zihao brush was quietly lifted from the sea of ​​ink, and the thick black ink dripped down the tip of the pen, creating ink-colored ripples.

"Who is serving the pen and ink today?"

"Return to the Lord, it's an old slave~" Liu Yuanhai bowed and replied after hearing this.

While writing, Xiao Jingyu swayed the pen with a strong wrist, and the ink color soaked into the texture of the silk cloth in an instant:

"Why didn't you arrange the dragon pattern announcement today, but used silk cloth?"

"My lord, this batch of silk cloth is the last batch of Shanxi Chief Secretary handed over to the state treasury at the end of autumn this year. Master Yao, Minister of the Ministry of Household Affairs, praised the fineness of this silk, which is more convenient for writing and painting, so he sent some to the imperial court."

Speaking of this, Liu Yuanhai paused for a moment, and then added: "I heard that a few days ago, the poems held at the Prince Yu's Mansion also used the ones brought from Shanxi, but the quality is quite different."

Just as he was speaking, he saw Xiao Jingyu lift the tip of the pen, and casually toss the Zihao pen with his wrist. The big characters in front of him were completed, and he immediately raised his eyes to look at Liu Yuanhai.

It's okay not to mention Yu Wang's Poetry Club, but when this issue is mentioned, Xiao Jingyu's anger will surge again.

A good poetry meeting, let's not mention the concubine daughter of the Xie family who died because of jealousy.

But not to mention the loss of money in the fireworks explosion, the person who set the fire has not been found yet.

Not only that, I wanted to arrange another fire show at the Empress Dowager's birthday banquet, but Duan Lin, Minister of the Ministry of Rites, found out about the fact that the Ministry of Household Affairs had no budget and moved some money to buy fireworks.

Even the Mid-Autumn Festival is not peaceful.

"Huh!" Xiao Jingyu picked up the teacup and brushed it, "This Yao Ting'an, said every day that the national treasury was short of money and that he didn't have any money. This one didn't follow the rules and the other one didn't get approved. He didn't get the tax for a long time, and he collected all kinds of miscellaneous things. !"

Speaking of emotional excitement, he slammed the teacup on the desk.

"Your Majesty, calm down." Liu Yuanhai's back felt a chill, and fine sweat gushed out, "Maybe it's a natural disaster this year, and the harvest is not good..."

But Xiao Jingyu did not continue this topic, but raised his hand and waved: "Come and see, how is my writing?"

Liu Yuanhai was ordered to step forward and bowed his body to look at the long case.

I saw the word "Tiandao" on the silk cloth, like a silver hook painted on iron, strong and powerful.

"His Majesty's handwriting is wonderful!" The flattering words came out of his mouth.

Xiao Jingyu snorted coldly: "You know how to flatter me, but it's just the way of the day, you don't fight but you win, you don't speak but you respond, you come without calling, you are afraid but you are scheming."

"Uh..." Liu Yuanhai was confused, "Of course this old slave doesn't understand this, so please ask your majesty to clarify."

Xiao Jingyu sat back on the dragon chair, and casually put the stack of detailed rosters in an inconspicuous place: "It's okay! You can bestow this word on Master Yao."

"Yes. The old slave is going now..."

Before Liu Yuanhai could finish speaking, Xiao Jingyu interrupted him again: "Prince Yan's mansion is very lively these days, why don't you let him join in the fun."

Seeing Liu Yuanhai walk out the door, the imperial study room was suddenly covered with haze again. Xiao Jingyu's anger had dissipated at this time, his eyes were fixed on the silk cloth in front of him, and the corners of his mouth were pursed into a cold and arrogant line:

It has to be said that King Yu and Xie's family really played beggar-thy-neighbor.

It's just that in this game of chess, Xiao Yanzhi, who was regarded as a pawn, did not have the consciousness of being a pawn at first, which made him feel a crisis he had never felt before.

In the bedroom of Prince Yan's mansion.

Lu Wanlan had just finished listening to Chi Zheng's report on the outside news, and was served by Xiaoxi to serve some porridge.

But it is strange to say that among the brothers, except Lu Yungui who came to change his medicine on time every day to ask for his pulse, the others did not come to make trouble in the palace for the first time.

However, because of Lu Wanlan's assassination, the Prince Yan's Mansion changed from the deserted atmosphere of the past, and the officials from various ministries were probably instructed by the Holy Majesty and the Empress Dowager to offer generous gifts to visit the princess.

All of a sudden, there was an endless stream of fragrant cars and BMWs at the gate of King Yan's Mansion, the threshold was almost leveled by these officials who had never met, and Xiao Yanzhi was extremely busy.

Now, after sending away the Wang family, Shangshu of the Ministry of Industry, Xiao Yanzhi came back when he was free, picked up the medicine bowl and coaxed Lu Wanlan to take the medicine.

When Xiaoxi and Chi Zheng saw the prince coming in, they took out the leftovers that Lu Wanlan had just eaten.

As soon as the door was closed, the little man on the couch began to tease:

"The lord is so busy today that there is no one to see. The concubine heard that the Wang family brought a girl who has not left the court, and thought that the lord is too happy to think about leaving."

The corner of Xiao Yanzhi's mouth twitched slightly: "I have something to say."

"Oh." Lu Wanlan responded lightly, and then stretched out her hand to hook his neck, "The prince treats his concubine so well, does he have nothing to say to his concubine?"

Looking at her twinkling eyes, Xiao Yanzhi's heart softened indifferently, overflowing with tenderness: "Drink the medicine first."

He knew what she wanted to say, and he also wanted to find out everything, and asked her if she had himself in her heart.

But there is a wall that cannot be seen or touched, but it still lies between the two of them.

He can give her his heart.

I also want to fulfill the promise I made to that person when I was ten years old to protect her for the rest of my life.

But they haven't weighed whether they can bear the pain of losing their weakness.

The two were silent, but a report came from outside the door:
"My lord! Yao Ting'an, Minister of the Household Department, brought his children to visit the mansion."

Xiao Yanzhi got up and put down the porcelain bowl in his hand, and glanced at Xiaoxi: "Take care of your girl to drink medicine."

After speaking, he walked out of the room without looking back.

"Oh!~" Lu Wanlan wanted to cry but had no tears, "What's wrong with this person?"

While tossing and turning, a girl's crisp voice came from outside the door:

"My daughter, Yao Shuiyue, see the concubine, my mother made some cloud cakes and asked me to bring them to my mother to taste, can I come in?"

(End of this chapter)