Chapter 381
No matter what she said was true or false, he depended on her for the rest of his life.

Nan Si didn't speak, turned her head to look at the sky outside, then bowed her head silently to eat.

Ye Junling quietly served her vegetables without saying anything more.

When he has identified one thing that must be done in his heart, then there is no need to worry about any other obstacles, because that is not important, even if there is an abyss, a cliff, or hell in front of him, he will only go forward bravely.

There are no corners, no way out.

After the meal, the two of them bathed and changed their clothes, and the maids served them more meticulously than before. If you look closely, you will find that there is still residual panic and lingering fear in their eyes.

Resting in Changding Hall for half a day, Nan Si wanted to go out for a walk in the evening, Ye Junling naturally accompanied her.

However, as soon as he walked out of the dormitory, there was a roar in front of him: "Nan Si!"

Nan Si raised her eyes and stopped just like that.

In sight, a familiar young girl came quickly with a mighty court lady, and smiled coldly: "I said this is your deliberate trick, right? Sister Cheng still doesn't believe it, and she fainted and woke up again Come here? What a ghost! Are you jealous that Sister Cheng can marry Brother Seventh Emperor, so you made such a move on purpose? You are so scheming at such a young age, thinking that you can become a princess like this? Let me tell you, stop wishful thinking! Brother Seventh Emperor will not marry you, you should die as soon as possible!"

Nan Si leaned against the door frame and listened with great interest to the roar of the girl in front of her, with an indifferent expression and a little carelessness, "Have you finished?"

Ye Baozhu snorted coldly: "Sister Cheng is already the concubine of Brother Seventh Emperor, you have to accept this fact, and you have to accept it if you don't—"

"Shut up!" Ye Junling came out, his voice was cold, and Jian Ya's face was covered with frost, "Who allows you to yell here? Kneel down!"

what?
Ye Baozhu looked at Ye Junling incredulously, "Brother Seventh Emperor?"

The maids who followed Ye Baozhu knelt on the ground instantly, trembling.

Ye Junling's eyes were serious, his voice was indifferent: "Didn't you hear what I said?"

Ye Baozhu's face turned pale, she couldn't believe that Brother Seventh Emperor had such an intimidating aura, the coercion enveloped her, and she couldn't help but feel scared.

After glaring at Nan Si with resentment, Ye Baozhu knelt down reluctantly.

"His Royal Highness." Another woman hurried in with a group of maids from outside the palace, and she bowed her knees when she approached, "His Royal Highness is only worried about the safety of the Prince, so her tone is a bit anxious, and there is no malice. Please forgive her once."

Nan Si raised her eyes.

Cheng Xiangyu, the daughter of the Cheng family, is the quasi-princess concubine of Ye Junling.

The young girl has a pretty face and is in her twenties and eighth year, one year older than Ye Xiaoqi.

Wearing a red embroidered dress, the grand and dignified dress is the standard dress for a princess, and the headdress is also extremely gorgeous, which looks a bit extravagant.

It's a pity that Ye Junling didn't look at her, his eyes only fell on Nan Si's face: "Si'er, let's go."

"When can people enter and leave the Changding Hall?" Nan Si raised her eyes expressionlessly, and said in a flat voice, "Who is on duty today?"

After the words fell, all the palace people inside and outside the palace knelt on the ground in unison: "Princess, please forgive me!"

Cheng Xiangyu's face froze.

"The situation in the past two days is special. The main body of the county sympathizes with your hard work and lack of energy. It is inevitable to be negligent, so let's forget it this time." Nan Si said calmly, "If there is another time, all the people in charge will be on duty. Send it to the Clothes Bureau, and never come out again."

"Yes!" The maids heaved a sigh of relief, and responded respectfully, "Your servant has made a note."

Nan Si didn't say anything else, she lifted her feet and walked outside Ye Baozhu, who was kneeling on the ground, and Cheng Xiangyu, who was standing in front of her.

Ye Junling naturally accompanied her.

"His Royal Highness." Cheng Xiangyu turned his head in disbelief, "Concubine..."

Ye Junling paused slightly, turned around, and looked at her expressionlessly: "You are not my concubine, so you should call yourself a 'courier', not a 'concubine'."

Cheng Xiangyu was dumbfounded: "But the prince and I have married—"

"The marriage ceremony has not yet been completed." Ye Junling said calmly, "So you are not the crown princess yet."

Cheng Xiangyu's face turned pale: "Your Highness?"

"Brother Seven Emperors." Ye Baozhu stood up abruptly, with an angry expression on her face, "If this Nan Si hadn't been a hindrance, deliberately trying to sabotage your wedding ceremony with Sister Cheng, you would have already been—"

"Did I wake you up?" Ye Junling's stern gaze fell on her.

Ye Baozhu's face turned pale, and she knelt down with a bang, and the sharp pain of her knee hitting the ground made her burst into tears.

"Miss Cheng, go home." Ye Junling said indifferently, "We didn't get married, and there was no canonization ceremony, so we are not husband and wife. Not today, nor will we be in the future."

Cheng Xiangyu bit his lips, his delicate face was pale and weak: "But the emperor has already given me...a marriage to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince..."

"The marriage gift can also be taken back. I will go and tell my father about it. Miss Cheng, don't fuck-"

"His Royal Highness." Cheng Xiangyu's face turned paler, his eyes turned red, and his voice was choked with sobs. He looked very pitiful, "His Royal Highness, the minister is already the Prince's. Even if the marriage gift is not completed , and will definitely not be able to marry another person in the future. The daughter of the Cheng family has no way to go back... The daughter of the Cheng family knows that her appearance and temperament are not worthy of the crown prince, so she is willing to be reduced to the side concubine, and only asks His Highness the crown prince to take pity on me, and ask the little princess to allow me a place."

As he said that, he knelt down directly: "The position of the concubine, the courtiers dare not force, only Princess Nanxiao can match..."

"Sister Cheng!" Ye Baozhu was filled with righteous indignation, "Why do you want to be so condescending? You are the justifiable princess concubine bestowed by the emperor, and the imperial decree cannot be violated. The position of princess concubine belongs to you, and no one can take it away!"

Nan Si looked at the two of them singing a double reed, one obstinate, one weak, one arrogant and rude, and the other pitiful, and suddenly found it interesting.

"Ye Xiaoqi." The voice was indifferent.

Ye Baozhu looked up in surprise: "You...who are you calling?"

Ye Xiaoqi?
How dare she call the current prince that way?

"Si'er." Ye Junling turned his head and said in an urgent tone, "I have nothing to do with her."

"No, you have something to do with her." Nan Si's tone was light, "Marry her. Since Miss Cheng wants to be a side concubine, then she will be fulfilled."

"Nan Si! How dare you?"

"Si'er." Ye Junling's face suddenly changed, "I don't—"

"Don't you just listen to me?" Nan Si raised her eyebrows casually.

Ye Junling pursed his lips and was silent for a long time before he said, "Why?"

why.

Nan Si's tone was light: "Because it's too boring, I miss Gongdou."

 Three more six thousand words, good night.

  
 
(End of this chapter)

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