Emperor concubine and phoenix

Chapter 342 Marry an Ancestor
Nan Si's tone was casual: "Whether the truth is willing to enter the palace has anything to do with you?"

"Of course it has something to do with it." Li Wang frowned, speaking in a somewhat righteous tone, "If you don't want to enter the palace, Brother Huang will be in a bad mood. When he is in a bad mood, all civil and military officials in the court are trembling. Being angered..."

Nan Si twirled a grape and put it in her mouth, her brows were lazy and she was content.

Both Rong Chuxiu and Li Wang looked at her in silence, their expressions were really indescribable.

"To be honest." Rong Chuxiu frowned deeply, "Sometimes I really feel that the emperor does not want to be a queen, but wants to marry an ancestor to return to the palace to worship. Nan Si, your life is more nourishing than the emperor's. "

Marry an ancestor?

Li Wang was silent, and then nodded deeply: "This king thinks so too. Nan Si, did you give the emperor brother some ecstasy?"

Nan Si listened to the two of them singing me and me, and a smile appeared on the corner of her lips: "Yes, I just gave Cang Han Yu the ecstasy drug, and I wanted him to treat me as an ancestor. Three sticks of incense in the morning and evening, kowtow to—”

"Hey, hey!" Li Wang stretched out his hand to cover her mouth, but he didn't dare to be too presumptuous, so he quickly withdrew his hand, "Don't talk nonsense!"

Why is there no taboo?

If Brother Huang hears about it, he will definitely expose his skin.

Can such words be said nonsense?

Nan Si looked sleepy: "The truth is that I don't have time to entertain you, so get out early."

Li Wang looked at her silently: "Actually, if you look at your face carefully, you can indeed see a somewhat familiar outline. I didn't realize that you were a woman disguised as a man before. It's incredible to think about it."

Nan Si sneered: "You are stupid, who can you blame?"

Li Wang was a little dissatisfied: "At any rate, I am also related to the emperor's brother, so it's not good for you to say that."

"Your imperial brother is not smart either." Nan Si's tone was light, "Is it more acceptable to you?"

Li Wang: "..." Is it true that pregnant women have such weird tempers?
Nan Si closed her eyes slightly: "The truth doesn't need company, you can go."

"I'm actually here today to apologize." Li Wang looked at her hesitantly, "I used to say bad things to you, you won't hold grudges against me, will you?"

Nan Si said lazily, "No."

King Li felt relieved, and was about to say something more, when Nan Si frowned and looked at them: "Is there anything else?"

"...It's gone." Li Wang silently swallowed back what he hadn't finished speaking, and turned to look at Rong Chuxiu, "Then let's go first?"

Rong Chuxiu nodded.

The two also saw that Nan Si was really impatient, so they got up and left without bothering her any more.

Pregnant women are really not to be messed with.

Especially when she was pregnant with a dragon heir.

Nan Si lay quietly for a while, then said calmly, "Tsing Yi."

A figure flew in from outside the hall and knelt in the flower hall.

"The emperor didn't eat breakfast today?"

"Didn't eat." Tsing Yi replied, "The emperor didn't eat all day yesterday. Every time Manager Pei asked for instructions to pass on meals, the emperor said he had no appetite, so he only drank tea."

The secret guards exchanged information, within the scope allowed by the rules, it was not difficult for Tsing Yi to know the emperor's situation.

Nan Si's brows were slightly cold, she was silent for a moment, and said calmly: "Go and send a message to Fu Wei, asking the emperor to bring all the papers today to the prime minister's residence for approval."

Don't eat when you're in a bad mood?

Get used to it.

"Yes."

After Tsing Yi took the order to leave, Nan Si sat alone in the flower hall for a while, quietly gazing at the scenery outside the hall, and after a long while, she lightly ordered: "Let the kitchen prepare some dishes that the emperor likes to eat."

Su Yi answered yes, then raised her eyes: "What does the Emperor like to eat?"

What the emperor likes to eat should be just the master, you know?

Nan Si glanced at her, frowned, and her voice quickly returned to indifference: "Just prepare a few dishes."

Su Yi was silent, held back a smile and respectfully responded, and led the two maids out.

A duplicity master.

In the end, I still can't beat the emperor, isn't it distressing?

Nan Si was leaning on the reclining chair, her exquisite eyebrows and eyes turned cold, and she couldn't help thinking that such a willful temper probably needs to be cured.

Don't eat when you are unhappy?
When are you going to have another scene where you cry, make trouble and hang yourself?
It is more delicate than a woman.

Nan Si closed her eyes, not in a good mood.

Cang Hanyu Zhu Bi in the palace paused when he heard the report, and then raised his eyes after being stunned for a while: "What did you say?"

Fu Wei stood in front of the case expressionlessly, and repeated what Tsing Yi had conveyed: "Master Xiang told you to go to the Xiangfu to review the memorial."

The vermilion pen trembled slightly, and a drop of ink dripped onto the memorial, but Cang Hanyu had no time to pay attention to it, the shock and joy in his heart almost made him not know how to react, and he couldn't even believe it.

Believe it or not, if Nansi hadn't spoken, Tsing Yi would not have dared to pass on the word without authorization.

So, Nan Si really asked him to move the memorial to the Xiangfu for approval?

What does this mean?
It means that he can go in and out of the prime minister's mansion openly and aboveboard every day, and even live there directly at night?

"Your Majesty." Pei Hai was also overjoyed, but he still restrained his inner emotions and calmly reminded the Emperor not to lose his emperor's demeanor, "Please maintain a stable and unpredictable image, and don't lose your composure."

Cang Hanyu's expression was slightly restrained, he glanced at him calmly, and ordered with a deadpan expression: "Move all the memorials to the prime minister's mansion. From now on, I will go directly to the prime minister's mansion to handle government affairs after I go to court every day. You can make arrangements." .”

Pei Hai bowed his head to accept the order.

Cang Hanyu took a deep breath, looked down at the ink-stained memorial, was silent for a moment, put the imperial brush aside, raised his hand and rubbed his swollen temples.

Seeing this, Pei Hai said worriedly: "The emperor is not in good spirits, do you want to take a rest before going to the prime minister's mansion?"

"No need." Cang Hanyu stood up and walked out, "I'll go to the prime minister's mansion first, and you bring people to bring everything here."

Just as Pei Hai was about to say something, His Majesty the Emperor had already swept away like a gust of wind, and restrained eagerness could be heard in his stern voice: "Show me the Southern Prime Minister's Mansion!"

The imperial study room quickly fell silent.

Pei Hai stared at the part of the memorial that was stained with ink, and couldn't help but sighed, thinking that he could finally let go of the heart that had been hanging around for so many days. If the little ancestor continued like this, he, the chief executive, would Definitely will die ten years earlier.

Cang Hanyu only remembered something when he was sitting on the dragon carriage, and lightly told Fuwei: "Let King Yun go back."

Fu Wei took the lead.

Cang Hanyu didn't want to make a big splash at first, but now all the ministers in the court knew the identity of Nan Xiang, and it was also fair and aboveboard for him to go to the Prime Minister's residence, so there was no need to hide it.

Moreover.

Cang Hanyu raised his hand and rubbed the center of his brows again, he was really not in a good mood right now, his mind was groggy, as if there was an awl stirring in it inaudibly, and the bursts of pain were unbearable.

(End of this chapter)