The only favorite for a lifetime, the businesswoman and the concubine

But Tranquility Wan didn't want him to seize her weakness, the future will be long, he thought he could blackmail him by doing this?

Tranquility Wan lazily leaned on the soft couch, and said coldly: "When I go back to my house, I go back to my house, and I don't even have to go back to my house!"

Feng Junhan smiled, leaned gracefully on the soft couch, and slowly sipped tea.

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At night, Tranquility Wan sat in front of the mirror, looked at the beautiful face in the mirror, and remained silent for a long time.

Linlang had already sent someone to tidy up the room, and Ning Wan had also tidied up her mood. The soldiers came to cover up the water and soil, and they would have a long-term confrontation with Feng Junhan in the days to come.

"Miss!" Lin Lang presented an exquisite brocade box.

"Linlang, go down!" Tranquility Wan said.

Lin Lang retreated quietly, Tranquility Wan slowly opened the brocade box in her hand, it was so bright and fragrant, it was given to her by her grandfather two years ago!

Grandpa's words are still clear in my ears, "Wan'er, this box of Hongyan Shibafang is the best product in Shibafang. One day she will be the most beautiful bride in the world!"

Tranquility Wan looked at the woman's beautiful smile in the mirror, and remembered the warmth with her grandfather in Jinxiu Villa. The sourness in her heart continued to spread, and finally blurred her eyes. Grandpa, Wan'er really misses you!

I am afraid that I will never be able to use Hongyan Shibafang. In the dead of night, who do I need to be beautiful for?

When a young girl grows up and shows her beauty, for whom will this beauty bloom?

Tranquility Wan closed her eyes, slowly closed the brocade box, and stuck it to her chest, tears finally couldn't stop falling down.

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A few days later, the Golden Luang Hall entered.

The ministers all looked dignified, held their breath, and looked at the emperor in bright yellow dragon robe sitting high on the dragon throne.

Just now, the minister of the Ministry of Industry submitted an urgent report. Since the beginning of summer, the floods in the south of the Yangtze River have been serious, submerging tens of thousands of hectares of fertile fields, resulting in no crops in the south of the Yangtze River, and mourning. Send imperial envoys to the south of the Yangtze River for disaster relief and appease the people.

Prince Jiang respectfully said: "My Majesty, the south of the Yangtze River has always been a prosperous place in our dynasty. Now it is suffering from floods. I think that the court should send officials to relieve the disaster. There is no delay!"

The emperor nodded slightly, "What Jiang Aiqing said is very much in line with my wishes!"

Prince Jiang said: "I believe that the selection of people sent by the imperial court to go to the disaster relief should firstly be clear and clear, and secondly, the floods in the south of the Yangtze River should be cured in the shortest possible time, and the tens of thousands of hectares of fertile land in the south of the Yangtze River should be restored, so as to promote the heavenly power of our court and benefit the people! "

The emperor said: "What Jiang Aiqing said is very true. I wonder which Aiqing would like to recommend himself?"

As soon as the words fell, Mu Lanqing came out from among the ministers, "Show the emperor, I am willing to go to the south of the Yangtze River to relieve the disaster and share the emperor's worries!"

The emperor smiled slightly, "Mu Aiqing is indeed a pillar of the country, I am so relieved!"

Prince Jiang said: "Your Majesty cares about your homeland and the common people, and you will be feared by future generations. I also admire you a lot. It's just that disaster relief in the south of the Yangtze River is of great importance. Can Master Mu have a way to dredge the flood and appease the people?"

The emperor pondered for a moment, and said: "Jiang Aiqing's words are reasonable, would Mu Aiqing issue a military order?"

Just as Mu Lanqing was about to answer loudly, the prime minister, Mu Fang, came out and said, "Your Majesty, the management of the embankment is a matter of the Ministry of Industry, and my son is the servant of the Ministry of Households. He doesn't know the affairs of the Ministry of Industry, and he doesn't know how to control floods!"

Someone's face changed dramatically, and sure enough, the emperor snorted coldly, "What does the prime minister mean, what does your son think of this golden palace? Just talking about it?"