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Chapter 700

When Jiang Yuebai woke up, before he opened his eyes, he called Lichun softly, but he didn't hear anyone coming.

When she opened her eyes in a daze, she found that everything around her was dark with a faint orange light. She had only taken a nap, but had she slept into the night?
Jiang Yuebai rubbed his forehead and raised his voice, "Lichun! What time is it now?"

"Seven o'clock in the evening." What came into my ears was Li Beichen's magnetic voice.

As he was speaking, a scroll of book stretched out from between the curtains and was gently pushed to the right, revealing a handsome face.

Jiang Yuebai curled his lips and chuckled, "Do you like to peek at people sleeping?"

Lazy and cute.

"It's because you're sleeping like a pig. I've been here for a long time, but you didn't notice me. If this is an assassin, I tell you, you're doomed." Li Beichen smiled, with a deep sense of sadness in his heart.

Jiang Yuebai glanced at him and said, "How about you stay with me when I fall asleep in the future?"

"It's not impossible." Li Beichen's eyes were full of smiles.

"It's better not to," Jiang Yuebai couldn't help but tease, "You are the emperor who is high above us."

It was such a plain sentence, but it instantly aroused Li Beichen's desire.

He lowered his head, put down the book in his hand, moved closer to Jiang Yuebai, and looked into her eyes:
"Do you want me to show you what it means to be high and mighty?"

Jiang Yuebai understood the teasing in the words and her face flushed. She thought to herself, bah bah bah. In just a few months, she had become so impure.

The feudal system is really harmful to people.

She simply turned her head away and didn't look at Li Beichen.

I don't want to bother with this man who gets high just like Teddy.

Li Beichen raised his hand and touched her face, finally realizing what it meant to be dazed. He had no idea what Jiang Yuebai was thinking, he just thought she was shy.

I really want to kiss her.

"I'll go call Lichun in."

The brocade curtains had just closed, then opened again. Li Beichen reached in and took the book that had fallen on the bed. He even poked his head in and gave a silly smile.

Li Beichen sighed secretly, this kind of physical attraction was really deadly. He felt like a hungry wolf that could never be satisfied. When he saw her, he wanted to pounce on her, kiss her, hug her, cling to her, and take off her clothes.

The gauze curtain fell again, with the word "Fu" written all over it.

This was specially picked for her by Li Beichen. Jiang Yuebai thought it was very vulgar. But Li Beichen said that vulgarity is elegance. There is nothing else to ask for, just "blessings".

After a while, Lichun and Xiazhi came in and helped Jiang Yuebai wash up skillfully.

Jiang Yuebai asked casually, "When did the emperor come?"

Xia Zhi was silent for a moment, "About a quarter past three."

Jiang Yuebai was surprised.

So the emperor came at about five o'clock, and now it's already past seven. Has he been reading? With such weak light, won't his eyes go blind?
"The emperor has been reading in my room?"

Lichun wiped Jiang Yuebai's hands and said, "We servants don't know. The emperor asked us to wait outside."

Jiang Yuebai thought, who cares. He can do whatever he wants in the room. After all, he is the emperor. He can do whatever he wants.

"Does the queen want to put on makeup?"

"Make one."

When meeting a leader, you should meet the leader's appearance. When this thought came to his mind, Jiang Yuebai just found it funny.

Lichun and Xiazhi breathed a sigh of relief when they saw their master smiling so happily.

Yesterday, the Empress said she was not feeling well, and the entire Yonghe Palace was in a state of fear the entire night, fearing that something might go wrong. Things in the palace these days were so awful that everyone was traumatized.

Now that it seems that the Queen is safe, the two of them feel relieved.

Jiang Yuebai picked a nude lipstick today, which made her look pink and tender. She also picked a lily of the valley hairpin.

Seeing the beautiful person in the mirror, Jiang Yuebai's mood also improved. He remembered that Concubine Yi said she was not feeling well yesterday, so he asked Xia Zhi, "Xia Zhi, how is Concubine Yi?"

Xia Zhi inserted the lily of the valley hairpin into the empress's hair and exchanged glances with Lichun.

"After returning home, Concubine Yi has been lying down. The imperial physician said she needs to rest and recuperate for two or three months."

Jiang Yuebai was quite worried after hearing this. "Ask Susu to take all the blood-replenishing herbs in the storehouse to Imperial Concubine Yi."

She blamed herself. A few days ago, Sister Yi looked better. She suddenly became unwell yesterday. It must be because she attended her ceremony to be crowned as a concubine. Thinking about it, she felt very uncomfortable.

After getting dressed up, Xia Zhi and Li Chun left.

After leaving the door, Li Beichen called the two aside and asked Concubine Ning if she had asked Concubine Yi about the matter. After hearing their answers, he frowned slightly and told them to keep their mouths shut. In an instant, he changed into a happy look.

After entering the room, I saw Jiang Yuebai's delicate and fresh appearance, and my heart was moved again.

"Your lips are so fresh and tender, I can't help but taste them."

Jiang Yuebai smiled, "It's simple. After dinner, I'll apply it on the emperor and make sure it's beautiful."

"Bold!" Li Beichen said with a smile.

Xia Zhi and Li Chun lowered their heads and smiled secretly. They especially loved watching the two masters bickering and flirting.

The patient's dinner was quickly arranged, and everyone else left automatically.

The dishes were placed on the eight-immortal table, with a small coffee table placed on the bed, and a table specially arranged for the emperor.

The small coffee table in front of Jiang Yuebai was filled with small plates, with a little bit of each dish on them.

Li Beichen ate a piece of cherry meat with chopsticks and asked with a smile, "Do you think this is like a buffet?" "Yes." Jiang Yuebai took a bite of the lion's head, which was delicious and not greasy.

Li Beichen told Jiang Yuebai that he had taken Meng Zhao back to the Meng residence to visit his relatives during the day and accidentally drank the contraceptive water.

"Doesn't that mean that one's own people are betraying one's own people?" Jiang Yuebai felt a little sad after hearing this.

It seems that unless you marry a man who doesn't take concubines, marrying the emperor is no different from marrying anyone else.

However, such men in feudal society are probably rarer than pandas.

"It seems so. It feels a bit too coincidental. She happens to be the mother of the unfilial son Meng Ran. It happens that Meng Ran committed a crime before, and I got hold of the evidence, so I did Meng Xiang a favor. Now he chooses to sever the father-son relationship with Meng Ran. Do you think this is Meng Xiang retreating to advance, so that I have nothing to blackmail him?"

Jiang Yuebai put down the chopsticks in his hand, thought about the whole thing and shook his head.

"It shouldn't be that serious. No matter what, he wouldn't risk his daughter's life, right? Logically speaking, it would be more beneficial for Meng Zhao to give birth to a prince. Besides, didn't Prime Minister Meng take the initiative to retire in order to reassure the emperor? He has cut off his own path, so there is no need to cut off his daughter's path as well. This doesn't fit his shrewd character."

On second thought, if he wanted to take the opportunity to make his daughter have a miscarriage and then use it as a medicine inducer, it is possible.

"You have a point. But what if he didn't really resign, but just pretended to resign? If I keep him, won't he be able to take the initiative? After all, I just took over the government, and I really need him. There is also a possibility that he wanted to resign a few days ago, but he doesn't want to resign today."

Jiang Yuebai thought about it and it made sense. When he was working as an HR, many employees changed their minds soon after submitting their resignation letters and asked if they could withdraw their requests.

Li Beichen thought the same thing as her and asked with interest, "When you were an HR, if someone submitted a resignation, what would you do?"

"This is a scoring situation. Generally, they will agree. In a few cases, they will try to retain the person. After all, the person who submitted the resignation letter has generally considered it seriously. There is not much point in retaining the person. Basically, there is no job that cannot be done by him. As long as the work is handed over well, it will be fine. If it involves a more important project or the company's equity division, some people will suggest that the other party postpone the resignation time to make a smooth transition."

"Then under what circumstances would you retain her?"

Jiang Yuebai drank a mouthful of soup and said with a smile, "Of course the big boss wants to keep them, or it is difficult to recruit people immediately in the market. But there are very few such people. In most cases, they are not that important."

"So what do you think of Prime Minister Meng? What kind of talent is he?" Li Beichen asked following Jiang Yuebai's words.

"Prime Minister Meng is a man of great talent, both in literature and in war, and he has great ambitions. It's rare to find such a talent, and it would be a pity to kill him. Your Majesty, can you consider using him in other ways? For example, you can lead troops to fight against Japanese pirates, recover Ryukyu, and conquer Qinghai and XJ; or you can arrange him to be a Hanlin University Scholar in the Hanlin Academy and compile the Yongle Encyclopedia. Isn't that a good idea? What do you think?"

Jiang Yuebai was feeling uneasy.

She simply felt that it was a pity that such a top talent as Meng Xiang died in a power struggle. It would be better for him to make great achievements and die on the battlefield.

In fact, there is a joke in the human resources industry: "Talent is meant to be buried, and talent is meant to be wasted."

There are countless talents buried in this world. This requires the employer to not only have the vision to identify talents, but also the magnanimity to employ them and the courage to go against all odds. This is too high a requirement for the employer and is not in line with human nature.

For the sake of safety, more leaders will not reuse particularly capable people. If they do, they will generally arrange for villains or treacherous officials to check and balance them or make them sign a military order to exert additional pressure.

Li Beichen smiled cheerfully, "Those who know Jiuru are bright and clear. They should float a big white."

After dinner, it was already dark. Li Beichen didn't seem to want to leave, and he chatted with Jiang Yuebai.

He has already sent a message to Liang Xiaobao, asking Meng Zhao to stay in the Meng Mansion tonight, ensure safety, and return tomorrow.

While the two were talking, the fetus suddenly moved again, and it was a very violent one. Jiang Yuebai couldn't help but smile in surprise.

"What are you laughing at?" Li Beichen asked curiously.

Jiang Yuebai was stunned for a moment, and the scene when Zhen Wanyi pulled Li Beichen to feel the fetal movement emerged in his mind.

Suddenly it felt boring.

"What's wrong?" Jiang Yuebai's mood changed so quickly that Li Beichen was at a loss.

"Nothing." Jiang Yuebai's tone was very cold. He took the "Book of Songs" beside the pillow and read it.

Li Beichen anxiously grabbed Jiang Yuebai's hand while he was reading, "What happened? Tell me."

At this moment, Jiang Yuebai felt like her stomach was boiling, moving up and down. It seemed to be saying, "Mom, don't be angry with the big pig's hoof. When we get out, we'll beat him up together."

The coldness on her face melted a little, but she was still sulking and didn't want to talk.

Li Beichen saw that Jiang Yuebai continued to ignore him, and he knew that she was really angry this time. But he didn't do anything, and he didn't know what he said to make her unhappy. He just talked about Meng Zhao's affairs. He thought about it and suddenly had an idea.

There is nothing wrong with talking to pregnant women about the fetus.

However, as soon as he opened his mouth, his nerves became confused and he said something like this by mistake: "Zhao'er, let me touch your belly."

"Who is your Zhao'er?!" Jiang Yuebai said angrily.

She felt a little sad in her heart and her nose felt a little sore.

Li Beichen was speechless. Why did he keep saying the wrong things at this time? He was so stupid.

"I, I, I just made a slip of the tongue. Don't be angry, Jiaojiao."

Jiang Yuebai turned away angrily and slept on his side. Somehow, a tear fell.

Li Beichen thought quickly and lay down on the bed. He hugged Jiang Yuebai from behind, put his hand on her belly, and said softly, "Jiaojiao, please don't be angry. It's all my fault. Being angry is not good for the child."

At this moment, his men felt a strange vibration.

He shouted with great joy, "Jiaojiao, your stomach is moving!"

At the moment he spoke, his men moved again. He was so excited that he almost jumped up, "It's really moving. It's really moving!"

He was so excited that tears welled up in his eyes, and he wanted to announce this exciting news to the whole world. He touched Jiaojiao's belly excitedly and felt a few fetal movements, some light and some heavy.

Li Beichen's look made people feel both angry and funny.

This stupid man finally understood why his Jiaojiao was crying.

He sat up and turned Jiang Yuebai around, only to see crystal tears in the corners of her eyes.

Li Beichen hugged her lovingly, buried his head in her ears, stroked her hair, and said softly, "Jiaojiao, I'm sorry. It's my fault. I hurt your heart."