Emperor concubine and phoenix

Chapter 171
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Nan Si was slightly surprised, and turned her head: "King Yun asked you to perform a dance for the emperor?"

"To be precise, it's a dance on the Empress Dowager's birthday." Dong Liu smiled lightly, "but the purpose is to capture the Sacred Heart."

Nan Si was silent, for a moment she didn't know what to say.

What exactly does King Yun mean?
If it is said that he hates Nansi, it is because Nansi serves the emperor with sex, but why did he arrange for Dongliu to perform dances for the emperor this time?
Nan Si really didn't understand what he was doing.

But she didn't want to understand, so she said lightly, "You promised him?"

"For the sake of money, there is no reason not to agree." Dong Liu smiled, his eyes were full of beauty, his smile became more and more handsome, and his appearance was alluring, "1 taels of silver dances a dance I'm worth it too."

After a pause, "Besides, I've already told him that I'm only doing my best, and there's no guarantee that the emperor will really take a liking to me."

Dong Liu also felt that King Yun's actions were very puzzling. After thinking about it, he couldn't figure out what the other party's intentions were.

In fact, even if he threw himself into his arms, it was useless. In the eyes of the emperor, he only pretended to be the present-day Southern Prime Minister. Whether other people were male or female, beautiful or ugly, they were all empty in the eyes of the emperor.

Therefore, King Yun's 1 taels of silver are doomed to be in vain.

Nan Si didn't say anything more, put down the teacup, got up and left the private room: "You are busy, don't worry about me."

Dong Liu didn't go to see her off, and sat alone in the armchair in the private room. An elegant and noble face, a pair of wild and ruthless eyes, and the long and slender fingers clinging to the teacup slowly clenched in his mind.

Nan Si walked out of the Red Sleeve Hall, and Lu Zhu stepped forward to hold up an umbrella for her.

"There are many new faces in the imperial city today." Lu Zhu reported, "The king of Xijiang and his daughter have already stayed in the inn, and the documents have been delivered to the palace, waiting for the emperor to summon them."

Nan Si didn't speak, and walked towards the carriage holding an umbrella.

"How is your Majesty these few days?" After entering the carriage, Nan Si sat down on the couch and asked casually.

Luzhu put away her umbrella and followed in with a calm tone: "The morning court is normal, and the affairs of the court are handled more vigorously than before. It's just that I don't eat much, and I don't seem to have much appetite. I don't sleep very well, and I always stay in a daze at night."

Nan Si frowned upon hearing this: "How did Pei Hai serve you?"

"The emperor himself doesn't want to eat, and Manager Pei can't forcefully stuff it into the emperor's mouth." Lu Zhu curled her lips, "If the master is distressed, why not go to the palace to have a look."

Nan Si glanced at her: "You are the spy sent by Director Pei."

"Wronged." Luzhu laughed, "Isn't this slave girl also wanting to see the master and the emperor loving each other? Master, don't wrong the slave girl. There is a cold war between you and the emperor, and we servants are also worried. Others have the opportunity to take advantage of it, won't the master really regret it?"

Nan Si leaned on the soft couch in the carriage, with a cold expression: "The matter between me and the emperor can't be explained for a while, and you can't understand it, so don't worry so much."

"But this slave can tell, master, you have the emperor in your heart." Lu Zhu sighed, with a hint of earnest persuasion, "The emperor's life is not comfortable, don't you feel sorry for him?"

distressed?

Nan Si asked herself, she really felt distressed.

No matter what happened between the two of them, her love is unforgettable, as long as there are memories of the past, as long as this person still exists in his own memory, it is an existence that cannot be erased on the apex of his heart.

Can you really stop loving if you say you don’t love it?
(End of this chapter)