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Chapter 19: The Reborn Prince of the Hou Mansion (19)

Her tone was firm, and her expression was surprisingly calm and gentle. Si Xiao's eyes froze, and then he shook his head quickly: "No, you can't go."

"Do you think I will die at the hands of Xi Jin?" Nan Xian blinked slyly: "Don't underestimate me, my practice for half a year is not for nothing, my master is the number one killer in Jianghu."

Assassins appeared in the hunting ground, and the autumn hunting came to an end in a hurry.

When Yongronghou realized that he had been caught in the trick of diverting the tiger away from the mountain and hurried back, it was already too late. When he heard that Nanxian was going to save Mrs. Yongronghou and Si Yao at the risk of his own life, he firmly disagreed.

And when returning to the imperial city, Xiang Nanxian added a group of elite soldiers to protect him.

However, before the group of people returned to the imperial city from the paddock, a shocking news spread from the imperial city.

Just the night before, countless rice papers were suddenly sprinkled over the imperial city.

On the second day, some people picked it up and looked at it, and the content on the paper was astonishingly: "Emperor Dongyao is a woman, and Dongyao will die in the sky."

All of a sudden, rumors spread.

Inside the Cui Gai Zhu Ying Eight Treasures Chariot, Nan Xian silently looked at his inner strength and mind.

Si Xiao drooped his eyelashes silently, not knowing what he was thinking, and occasionally raised his eyelids to peek at Nan Xian a few times, with a complicated look on his face.

Qixi couldn't figure it out: "Host, why didn't you deal with the trouble of Concubine Shu earlier? It's fine to silence her, but now that you are exposed as a woman, what should I do?"

"I just want her to tell me who I am as a woman. Who says women can't be emperors?"

"..." Qixi found that this host made him more and more impressive.

I thought the host was just a pretty dog, but I didn't expect the host to be so eclectic inside.

When Si Xiao cast his gaze over again, Nan Xian raised his eyes lightly: "If you want to ask, just ask."

"You, are you a woman?" Si Xiao stared at her with a complicated expression, his eyes were dark.

Nan Xian turned his eyes back to his inner strength and mentality, and said "hmm" disapprovingly.

The boy on the opposite side suddenly exploded: "How can you be a woman? Didn't you say that you are as good as Long Yang...!!"

"Do you think I look good?" Nan Xian was amused by his shocked reaction, and leaned closer.

mock up!He was so straightforward when he stabbed her ass, and didn't give her time to reveal her identity, so she's in a daze now.

Is there any connection between the two?

Si Xiao stared at the small face close at hand, with bright almond eyes, red lips and white teeth, he always knew that Nan Xian's appearance was like that of the former queen, and his face was naturally stunning, but he never got close to him, making his heart beat like a drum.

He subconsciously held his breath.

"Pretty women are often deceptive." Nan Xian poked the boy's chest ambiguously, and said with a smile in his eyes, "So you don't have to worry about me in three days. I also want to settle things sooner, and the world will be peaceful."

Slowly straightened up and leaned against the wall of the car: "You don't have to feel guilty, I am not only for you, but also for myself. Now rumors are spreading that I am a woman. If I don't do something big to make everyone submit to me, it will I can't even sit on the throne."

"Yongronghou Mansion is a very good choice. If I save Mrs. Yongronghou and Siyao, then from now on, Yongronghou Mansion will swear allegiance to me to the death. Who else would dare to question my woman? identity?"

Si Xiao looked at her quietly, as if he had never known her before.

He even suspected that Nan Xian deliberately let his womanhood be known to the world.

Every step she takes seems to be stepping on a sharp cone of ice, like walking on thin ice, but she is full of smiles.

Because of the rumor that "Emperor Dongyao is a woman", when the emperor returned to the imperial city with a mighty team, the people in the city stood shoulder to shoulder and filled the streets, stretching their necks to see the emperor's true face, but they were blocked by the majestic imperial army who cleared the way. In a few feet away.

Even so, Nan Xian still heard doubts in the bustling crowd.

"Your majesty, dare I ask if you are really a woman?"

"Since ancient times, no woman has proclaimed the emperor. If Dong Yao has a woman become the emperor, it will attract the punishment of heaven!"

"Women are causing harm to the country, Your Majesty, please give Wanmin an explanation."

"..."

Nan Xian turned a deaf ear to it, and calmly looked at the inner strength and mental method.

Three days later, I will fight to the death, and I will make up for it a little more.

On the first day back to the palace, Nan Xian suffered from insomnia, flew up to the eaves and counted the stars until midnight, and after falling asleep, was woken up by the cold wind, shivering and returned to the Qianqing Palace to tuck into the quilt.

In the early morning of the next day, all the officials looked at the dragon seat hanging in the air, and looked at each other in blank dismay.

"The Emperor is here—"

After Xiao Liangzi shouted at the top of his voice, Nan Xian slowly walked out from behind him.

Baiguan's pupils trembled.

The person who walked out from behind Xiao Liangzi was wearing a gold brocade with flowing colors and flying flowers. The beautiful blue silk was wrapped in a noble and complicated bun, and the gold hairpin with cloud and phoenix patterns and golden begonia pearl flowers were inserted. Delicate, swaying flowers.

"Do all the lovers have a book to play?" Nan Xian smiled slightly while sitting on the dragon chair.

The officials' throats seemed to be stuffed with a lump of mud, and the memorial that had been drawn up long ago, it seemed unnecessary to look at it now.

Your Majesty, it is really a woman.

The rumors are true.

After sighing at the palace for a while, an elderly senior official finally stood up in fear: "Your Majesty dares to say that since your Majesty is a daughter, she is not good enough to succeed the Dongyao throne. Since ancient times, there has been no precedent for a woman to be in politics."

"Isn't I a precedent?" Nan Xian said with an innocent face, "I have been on the throne for more than three years, is there something I did not do well?"

This is not unreasonable. Let’s take a look at the case of the prince of Xinguo’s mansion forcibly robbing a civilian’s daughter to defile an official’s daughter. The emperor was able to kill relatives righteously, disregarding the nepotism of the former queen, and just copied Xinguo’s mansion and the victim’s mansion was just. , is enough to be called Mingjun.

Not to mention that the emperor was still controlling the floods last year, and his views on the South-to-North Water Diversion to promote the economic development of the country were unique and vigorous, which attracted praise from the court to the temple.

"This..." The old minister's complexion changed slightly, but he still insisted on saying: "The Holy Majesty has not done anything wrong, but among the four countries, there is no precedent for a woman to be in power."

"I'm tired of hearing Du Aiqing's words. Since I have set this precedent, I naturally have the confidence to make it a good one."

Suddenly, Nan Xian looked at Du Yushi and smiled, "Du Aiqing is in such a hurry to get me down. Could it be that there is already a candidate for the title of emperor?"

As soon as this remark came out, the hall fell silent like a cicada.

Du Yushi paused, his eyes froze, and he risked his life to remonstrate: "I do have someone in mind."

"Oh?"

Nan Xian had a half-smile, with no expression of joy or anger: "Who does Du Aiqing think is more suitable to sit on the throne than me?"

All the ministers turned their attention to Du Yushi. They really didn't expect that this old man, who usually doesn't exchange greetings with others, would be so brave at this juncture.

"I believe that the eldest son of the Marquis of Yongrong, Si Xiao, is intelligent and brave, and is worthy of the throne."

(End of this chapter)