concubine, you cant do

Chapter 341 The Flower Guardian (3)
Leng Yannuo suddenly raised his head and looked at the sky. At this moment, the night was dimly lit, and the branches and leaves were dense and sparse, covering the corpses. It seemed that there was a huge and black net covering her tightly. , She is like a butterfly caught in a spider's web, she cannot escape, if she wants to escape, she must break her wings, so that she can live forever.

After a while, he weighed the things given by Nuonan Gongyu coldly, pulled Hanshuang, tapped his toes, and left in an instant.

And on this night, at the border between Tianmu and Nanguo, five men gathered together, discussing something, they seemed to speak loudly, but when they listened carefully, they didn't seem to hear anything .

"I got a veteran drunk again yesterday, and got some news, hey..." I was a little tired.

"I went to Hualou again yesterday, and became the guest of the oiran." Somewhat decadent.

"Yesterday... I was finally transferred from... the kitchen to the camp..." I was a little excited, but a little stammered.

"..."

"..."

The other two men were silent.

After a while, a black shadow suddenly appeared in the air. The black shadow didn't touch the ground, but a piece of paper fell from the air, and then disappeared, like the night receded.

The man who spoke a little excitedly before immediately picked up the juan paper and looked at it carefully under the hazy moonlight.

The next day, news came out that in the woods outside the imperial capital, the black-robed lord beside King Lie Guoan had died.

Although the black robe is a subordinate of King An, he often follows King An on missions, so, for a while, the news is neither small nor big. Although the crown prince ordered a ban on the news, some news still spread like wildfire.

King An was immediately angry and suspicious. He naturally knew the skill of the black robe. Lizi, King An must ask Nan Muchen to give an explanation.

In the meeting hall of the Southern Kingdom Palace.

Wang An stood upright. His shoulder had been injured for many days. He had been staying out of the house to recover from his injuries. He had already been able to move easily. Once he put on his clothes, no one would notice the fact that he had been injured.

"His Royal Highness, I don't know if I can give you an answer. This time, I came here with my family to participate in your enthronement ceremony. Now, the prince and princess of our country have not arrived, but such a thing happened. His Royal Highness will not shirk it." Responsibility, I have observed that place, there is no such thing as rogues, it seems that a large number of people surrounded and died..."

"Since King An has observed everything properly, then as you said, who do you think the murderer should be?" Nan Muchen watched King An get up from his seat and come down the jade steps, with a neither light nor slow tone.

After the death of the Southern Emperor, the crown prince acted as an agent of the government. However, although some courtiers suggested that the crown prince could sit on the throne of the emperor, but in order not to cause unfavorable rumors, Nan Muchen asked the eunuch to move to a seat every time he handled court affairs. Next to the golden chair of the Nine Dragon Emperor.

Rejecting what the prince said, one is to comfort the father, and the other is to let the father under the majesty of the sky, to see his southern country prosper and prosper under his hands, and the world is peaceful.

Many courtiers spoke like this, and they respected Nan Muchen even more.

Wang An raised his head and looked at Nan Muchen. He was so aggressive, but he wanted Nan Muchen to give an explanation, so that he could save his face, but... he never thought that this sounded like a refusal. The prince who said he was vigorous and resolute threw the conversation to himself in such a light manner, so smart and proud as him, he was also speechless for a while.

At this time, in the meeting hall, apart from King An, only the prince and a few eunuchs in the hall remained.

After a moment of silence, An Wang Siji said again, "I'm his king, so naturally I can't take over and interfere in the affairs of the southern kingdom."

"So, please go back to the palace and rest, King An." Nan Muchen's voice was extremely light, and he didn't even want to give superficial perfunctory.

Hearing this, King An's expression became a little uneasy. He is King An of Lie Guo, and his status is equally noble. He had never been treated so coldly. He wanted to say a few more words at first, but he glanced at Nan Muchen's misty complexion and eyes, My heart suddenly felt empty, I have to say that the prince of the southern country can have rumors of great deeds of apoplexy, and the legend of Bing Bing is indeed not to be underestimated, especially with the help of the third prince behind him, in case... think of something, King An is still polite in the end After exchanging a few pleasantries, they left the meeting hall.

Anyway, Heipao also knew too many secrets. Thinking about it carefully, it would be good to die, otherwise, when the second prince arrives, maybe she won't be able to keep her.

Nan Muchen looked at Wang An who was a little frustrated but was able to leave with some ease, his face was covered with a layer of veil under the brilliance of the morning sun, and his eyes were so deep that there was no trace of sparkle or water movement.

"Prince, this King An is arrogant and domineering. If you treat him like this, you will not be afraid..." Beside the prince, a father-in-law who looks old but has a steady footsteps stepped forward and said softly, "Besides, the old slave heard that , Yesterday, the second prince finally went out."

"No, this is the only chance I'll give them." Nan Muchen raised his head slightly, looking at the blooming peonies and crabapples outside the window, his complexion was a bit gloomy.

"I thought how capable King An is." Empress Zong Wu slowly came out from behind a heavy curtain that reached to the ground, and beside her, there was a woman who said, naturally it was Zongzi Shu.

It's just this Zizong, not that Zishu.

"I won't be as capable as my mother." Nan Muchen didn't look away from Empress Zongwu, but was about to leave the palace.

Empress Zong Wu seemed to be accustomed to Nan Muchen's attitude, she took her hand from the nanny's hand, and nodded to Zong Zishu who was beside her.

The eldest son Shu blushed and followed a few steps.

"Brother Chen."

"Last night, I heard that my mother was infected with the cold, and the Xishan Jianhua Palace is about to be completed. My mother should think about what to take with you. Zishu, you have always been favored by your mother. This time, I want to trouble you." Nansen turned his head. Come on, his eyes fell on the empress and the eldest son Shu, his tone was indifferent, and there was no sense of filial piety in his tone.

"Brother Chen." Zong Zishu took a step forward, and there seemed to be a layer of water vapor in Zong Zishu's eyes, but this water vapor in Zong Zishu's eyes was like a pool of snow-capped glass, which made people feel more pure and lovable.

Empress Zongwu obviously saw the refusal and indifference in Nan Muchen's eyes, she nodded to the nurse next to her, who stepped forward a few steps, and seemed to whisper something to Zongzi Shu, Zongzi Shu and the nurse backed away together. After going down, he even closed the door of the meeting hall.

"Chen'er, you are about to become emperor in a few days. This harem is indispensable. Zishu and you grew up together. You two know each other very well. Even if you don't like her, in the future, you can marry a few more concubines. Then It is also feasible. The clan of the clan is now half the sky of the imperial court. The relationship between the Nangong family and the clan has always been good. The second prince and the sixth prince have good plans. Although there is no big movement right now, it does not mean that they will always be willing to be queens. How could it be possible to really be willing to move the king far away? At this moment, Yuguo belongs to you, and Zishu is your best choice..." Empress Zongwu retreated a little bit of sternness at this time, and her words were quite earnest and earnest.

(End of this chapter)