The regent is a yandere who needs to be pampered

Nan Xi was quiet for a moment, then turned to look at him: "I'm not the mistress of the palace, how can I take charge of things in the palace?"

Rong Yu pursed her thin lips slightly and looked at her without saying a word, her dark pupils showing no emotion.

Seeing him like this, Nan Xi couldn't help but curl her lips and smile: "Your Majesty, lower your head a little."

Rong Yu's heart moved slightly. Thinking of her behavior in the morning, his eyes darkened and he lowered his head cooperatively.

Nan Xi stood on tiptoes and kissed his lips.

The girl's fragrance lingers on the nose, and penetrates into the heart and spleen, making people addicted. Rong Yu resisted the urge to hold her in his arms. When the soft touch on his lips left, he looked at her quietly: "What does this mean?"

The voice was depressed, revealing some complex and deep emotions.

What's the meaning?

"What if I say that I want to knock down the prince?" Nan Xi raised her eyebrows and smiled with a hint of slyness, "Will the prince punish me?"

Rong Yu was silent for a moment and said in a light voice: "No."

After a pause, he added: "I allow you to throw him down at any time."

Nan Xi was silent for a moment, meeting his burning gaze, she felt her cheeks heat up slightly for no reason.

After coughing lightly, she got down to business: "There is something I want to tell the prince."

"Very urgent?"

Nan Xi shook her head: "There's no rush."

"If there's no rush, let's wait until after nap." Rong Yu said, picking her up and walking towards the inner hall, "Are you going back tonight?"

"It doesn't matter whether you want to go back at night." Nan Xi leaned on the bedside and patted the place next to her. "Your Majesty, lie here and let's talk together."

Rong Yu stood still.

For more than a month, Nan Xi resisted, resented, and hated him. Every time she saw him, she wanted to kill him with her eyes, and physical contact was even more impossible.

It was the first time that I actively invited him to lie next to me.

Rong Yu looked at the vivid and bright face of the girl in front of him, and had an unreal feeling in a trance.

"Will the prince go to court tomorrow?"

Rong Yu came back to his senses, slowly sat down on the edge of the bed, and leaned against the head of the bed: "What's wrong?"

Nan Xi said: "The emperor has been on the throne for more than a year, but the prince still holds the power of regent. I'm afraid the emperor will be tossing and turning when he goes to bed at night."

Rong Yu was silent for a moment. There was no emotion on his face, and his voice was so light that he could not tell whether he was happy or angry: "Do you want me to take the initiative to hand over the power of regent?"

"No." Nan Xi shook her head, "On the contrary."

Rong Yu looked at her without saying a word.

"I hope that the prince can firmly hold the power in his hands." Nan Xi raised her eyes slightly and looked at the carved beams and painted buildings in the bedroom, "I hope that the emperor will never be able to touch a hair of the prince in his lifetime."

"Why?"

Nan Xi turned to look at him: "The emperor is very suspicious of the prince. Once the prince hands over the power, he will be left to his own devices in the future, and his power will be reduced step by step. He will even put the prince to death on an unfounded charge... Is your lord willing to do this?"

Rong Yu's tone was cold: "He can't control me."

"If the prince has no weaknesses, then indeed, even the current emperor cannot do anything to him." Nan Xi said, "But is the prince sure that he has no weaknesses?"

Rong Yu said nothing.

Nan Xi turned around, a pair of clear and beautiful eyes locked on his handsome and evil face, "Am I the prince's weakness?"

Rong Yu pursed her thin lips slightly and looked at her without saying a word. After a long time, she said lightly: "Yes."

"No." Nan Xi shook her head, "As long as the prince holds the power, I will be his support, not his weakness."