After being forced to marry as a substitute, I became famous in the limbo

Chapter 70 Husband and wife have no overnight feud

"Slaves, slaves don't know." Zhe Liu was forced to question by Mu Jingzhao, and he couldn't help but trembled and said a word.

People like Zheliu have been slaves for generations, and when it comes to farming, she just does what Jiang Ning says.

After leaving Jiang Ning, she didn't know anything at all.

Not waiting for Mu Jingzhao to continue to ask, Zhe Liu hurriedly said again, "Your Majesty asked the servant to do something, the servant can just do it, why do you care about it?"

When Zhe Liu opened his mouth like this, Mu Jingzhao quietly closed his mouth.

Seeing that Mu Jingzhao was really in a hurry, Zhe Liu raised his eyes timidly, "Your majesty, do you want to ask your mother?"

When the masters quarreled, it must be Zheliu, the slave, who suffered. She always hoped that Jiang Ning and Mu Jingzhao could get back together as soon as possible, so that Leng Gong could return to its original state.

Thinking about it, I didn't dare to fold more willows.

After serving Mu Jingzhao for many years, she knows the emperor's temper very well, and she would never dare to do something that would lose her head if she didn't pay attention.

But just now, she revealed her true thoughts without paying attention.

Just this inadvertent exposure was enough to make her tremble.

Mu Jingzhao didn't speak, just looked at the cultivated land that hadn't improved and fell into deep thought.

Zheliu was not anxious while waiting for the response, and she didn't think that Mu Jingzhao would really look down on this small piece of cultivated land and take the initiative to seek peace with Jiang Ning.

"Go and ask for me."

It was almost a conditioned reflex, as soon as Mu Jingzhao opened his mouth, she felt that it must be a refusal.

So she subconsciously nodded and responded, "Your Majesty obeys, Your Majesty."

It wasn't until a moment later that Zheliu suddenly realized that something was wrong.

"Huh?" She raised her head suddenly, and she met Mu Jingzhao's shy and troubled face.

Seeing Zheliu looking at him, Mu Jingzhao's expression returned to normal in an instant, "Don't make me repeat it a second time."

"Yes, yes." Zhe Liu nodded like a pounding garlic, and hurriedly ran out.

At this time, Jiang Ning was worrying about Liu Jinfu's birthday party.

Although she has been a storyteller all year round and knows a lot of novelty things, but no matter how fresh and romantic things are, Jiang Ning always feels that Liu Jinfu is not suitable for them.

When it comes to celebrations, the left is nothing but song and dance performances, flowers and fireworks.

These preparations are easy, but they are far from Liu Jinfu in Jiang Ning's eyes.

If it is to blindly copy and imitate, although it is safe, it always makes Jiang Ning feel that he lacks a little heart.

As for what Liu Jinfu really likes, Jiang Ning is of course quite clear in his heart.

But these things are extremely sensitive things. If they are not handled properly, they will be self-defeating, or even life-threatening.

Seeing that Liu Jinfu's birthday was less than seven days away, Jiang Ning was thinking day and night, racking all his brains to think and explore.

However, no matter how hard she racked her brains, she always had no clue.

To this day, Jiang Ning is still unprepared.

At this moment, she was sitting in front of the table in the main hall. On the table was a piece of paper that was almost the same size as the table. There were many mottled ink marks that could not be followed on the paper.

Jiang Ning's wrist holding the brush trembled, and with the trembling movements, fresh ink dripped onto the paper.

There was a knock on the door with knuckles, Jiang Ning took a deep breath, slowly withdrew his trembling hand, and looked up towards the door.

"Enter."

Following the movement of Zheliu to open the door, a large gust of air instantly took advantage of the loophole and poured into the hall, and papers that were scattered all over the ground were flying all over the sky.

Zhe Liu was blocked by the flying paper, and she stood there dumbfounded, waiting for the waste paper to fall from the sky before moving on.

A piece of paper filled with ink swirled down from Zhe Liu's face. As soon as she reached out to take it, what she saw was a powerful fork that traversed the entire paper.

Under the big fork, Jiang Ning's rough painting style is painting a platform filled with flowers, with dancing girls dancing in the middle and veils fluttering.

Without thinking about it, Zhe Liu knew that this must be one of the many plans that Jiang Ning rejected.

And under his feet, countless squares that were randomly discarded were scattered all over the ground.

"Is there a problem?"

Jiang Ning's voice was hoarse and exhausted.

Zhe Liu followed the sound and looked towards the direction of the sound, and saw Jiang Ning lying on the side of the table weakly, with disheveled hair and dull eyes.

Her crescent-white cuffs were stained with a little ink, which was mottled all over her body, and occasionally a drop or two rubbed onto her face, making her embarrassed and funny.

Zhe Liu suddenly felt distressed, she stepped forward quickly, mixed a cup of tea for Jiang Ning and brought it to her hand.

"Your Majesty, drink some tea and take a rest, you have worked too hard."

Saying so, Zhe Liu stood on Jiang Ning very naturally, and began to pinch her shoulders with familiar movements.

Jiang Ning didn't refuse either, and brought the tea to his mouth.

The water vapor from the hot tea condensed into fine drops of water on Jiang Ning's eyelashes, and her dull eyes seemed to be revived by the broken light.

"The emperor wants this servant to ask you why the seeds don't germinate after being sown."

Hearing Mu Jingzhao, Jiang Ning frowned subconsciously.

These days, she is so obsessed with preparing for Liu Jinfu's birthday that she doesn't even notice what Mu Jingzhao is doing.

Therefore, Zhe Liu's words fell into her mouth, which seemed to be an excuse made up by Mu Jingzhao in order to seek peace.

She casually put down the empty teacup, with a displeased expression on her face, "There are so many books in the Imperial Study Room, if he takes the time to look through them, he will know, let him check it out by himself, I'm busy."

Hearing Jiang Ning's words, Zhe Liu was terrified.

If she took this sentence back intact, 1 heads would not be enough for her.

Zhe Liu didn't dare to act rashly, and continued to pinch Jiang Ning's shoulder absent-mindedly, "Your Majesty, why don't you feel wronged and go talk to the emperor."

Jiang Ning's brows became tighter and tighter. At this time, Zhe Liu had become Mu Jingzhao's lobbyist in her heart, standing on the opposite side of her. This recognition made Jiang Ning quite unhappy.

"I didn't do anything wrong, why did I go?"

"You didn't do anything wrong, you just want to pass on your experience to the emperor." Before Jiang Ning could reply, Zhe Liu hurriedly said, "These days the emperor is diligent in farming every day, and the servants are watching it. Although he didn't say anything, he really took your words to heart, Madam."

Jiang Ning was slightly taken aback, Mu Jingzhao was more diligent in farming than she expected.

"The emperor intends to ask the empress for peace, but because of his status, he can't save face, so the servants come to the empress to ask for a step."

"And you think about it, the person in the palace who knows the concubine best is the emperor. As long as the emperor speaks, the problem that bothers you will be solved."

Jiang Ning stared at the waste paper all over the floor in his hall and fell into deep thought.

Zhe Liu was complacent, thinking that this problem was finally solved, she judged correctly that the couple had no overnight feud at all.

But at this time, Jiang Ning gave an answer that was completely unexpected to her.

(End of this chapter)