Eighth Ye's Savage Concubine

Chapter 570

"His Royal Highness Qin, I advise you to hand over your princess!"

"His Royal Highness King Qin..."

Several ministers were blown out of the front hall by Nangong Yiran, but they were still unwilling.

It wasn't until the gate was closed by Nangong Yiran the day before yesterday that they had no choice but to recognize the reality and shut up their chattering mouths.

Standing outside the front hall, the housekeeper saw several ministers blowing their beards and staring with anger, the corners of their mouths twitched slightly.

He didn't know what trouble their little lord had gotten into to make the ministers in the court angry like this.

Looking at the closed wooden door of the front hall, the housekeeper shook his head slightly, then turned to look at the ministers: "My lords, this way please."

Hearing the steward's words, several ministers were dissatisfied.

They couldn't get angry at Nangong, and they didn't even dare to say a serious word to the steward of the Prince Regent's mansion.

After all, beating a dog depends on its owner, and this dog is still the dog of the Prince Regent's Mansion, and they dared not provoke him even if they had ten guts.

But they were irritated by Nangong Yiran, and they felt very aggrieved at the moment.

The scrawny man turned around and glared at the butler, then left angrily.

Seeing him leave, the others shook their heads and quickly followed his footsteps.

As soon as the ministers left, Nangong Yiran felt more and more inappropriate.

Nangong Yishu can send these people to the palace to put pressure on him once, and there will be two or three times.

He is not afraid of these pedantic ministers, but since this is the case, wouldn't he have a quiet day to live?
Thinking about it, Nangong frowned.

In order to be annoyed to death by them in the future, he must think of a solution once and for all.

Raising his hand to touch his chin, Nangong Yiran thought for a moment, his eyes lit up suddenly, and he suddenly had an idea in his heart.

……

The night is getting darker.

A man rode a horse and left quickly through the back door of the Regent's Mansion.

He had just rode out of the city gate when a long sword with a cold light suddenly fell from a tree and pierced the top of his head impartially.

The man on the horse didn't even have time to hum, he fell straight off the horse and lay on the ground without moving.

As the man fell off the horse, a figure suddenly jumped down from the tree.

The man was dressed in black, reached out and groped for a while on the body of the dead man, and took out a letter from his arms.

The man put the letter into his arms, stood up slowly, jumped, and disappeared into the night.

In the palace, the Jinluan Hall was brightly lit.

Liu Lu hurried into the hall with a letter in his hand.

He came to the dragon case and handed the letter in his hand to Nangong Yishu.

"Your Majesty, the person sent by the slave to watch the Regent's Palace suddenly reported that a letter was intercepted from a messenger."

"It's just a letter, there's nothing to make a fuss about."

Looking at the memorial in his hand, Nangong Yishu suddenly raised his head as if thinking of something.

"Did Nangong Yiran write a letter to the Prince Regent and his wife for help?"

"His Royal Highness Qin did not write a letter to the regent and his wife, but... he wrote a letter to the emperor of Gulan Kingdom."

Frowning tightly, Liu Lu felt a little worried.

Seeing his serious expression, Nangong Yishu knew that this matter must not be simple.

He raised his hand and took the letter from Liu Lu's hand.

Nangong Yishu tore open the envelope without even looking at the name on the envelope, and quickly glanced at the contents of the letter.

(End of this chapter)