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Chapter 97 The Princess of the Hall (66)

The next day.

A certain regent woke up very early, and the little emperor was still asleep...

He got up, got dressed and washed, and went to the morning.

The ministers didn't have much to say, so they presented their memorials, and then they retired to the court without incident...

As soon as they left the hall, the ministers gathered together in twos and threes...

"Hey! Did you say it?"

"What did you say?"

"It's about the emperor's concubine standing up!"

"The emperor didn't go to court today, what do you say?"

"What is the memorial for?"

The two ministers glanced at each other, and instantly understood, and suddenly laughed a bit wretched.

"Did you write it?"

"You also wrote it?"

Mrs. Li coughed. He didn't write it. He just had the intuition he had given him over the years as an official, and he felt that what would happen if he wrote it, "Okay, this kind of thing is for the emperor to decide."

"The emperor is not too young, but there is no one in the harem, no heirs. Are you in a hurry, Mrs. Li?"

Li Taifu touched his beard and said, "The emperor is not in a hurry, what are you in a hurry?"

After saying that, I left with my hands behind...

……

Nan Xing slept well this night, and when he woke up, Yun Bei Mo had been going down to court for a while...

After yawning, she got out of bed, washed up, and Yun Beimo tied her hair.

Today he only pulled half of her hair, leaving the rest loose.

Putting on the hair crown again, it is a little warm as jade.

After breakfast, the little emperor hurriedly went to the imperial study to review the memorial.

Yun Beimo had no choice but to follow her...

A certain prince regent was sitting on a large chair, holding the little emperor, who was watching the memorial attentively...

He was a little unhappy and complained, "I'll be busy with business as soon as I come back."

"Brother, I just returned to Beijing. Naturally, I want to see what happened."

Yun Beimo tightened his arms around her waist and said depressedly, "Isn't there still a brother? Are you doubting your brother's ability?"

Nan Xing scanned the memorial with one eye and ten lines. There was really nothing to worry about. He calmly appeased a certain regent, "No, my brother is the best."

Now that he is the emperor, he must be responsible...

Yun Beimo pursed his lips and leaned over to see her memorial...

As soon as Nan Xing opened a book and saw what was written on it, his body froze...

The words Na Fei are particularly dazzling...

A certain regent must have seen it too.

For a while, the little emperor sat blankly in his arms without any other movement.

Yun Beimo's eyes narrowed slightly, and his voice threatened, "Huh? Na Fei?" If she dared to agree, he would...

Nan Xing hurriedly picked up the writing brush to make corrections, with a strong desire to survive, "Look, brother, I don't agree!"

What concubine did she accept, it was useless to accept it, not to mention that there was a certain lemon essence watching, would she dare?

There was a certain prince regent behind him, he chuckled, and Nan Xing could feel the vibration in his chest...

A certain prince regent breathed in her ear, and lightly touched her earlobe, her eyes were dark and not bright, and her voice was hoarse and provocative, "Do you want brother?"

Seeing that the situation was wrong, 233 hurriedly closed the live broadcast, "Anchor, take care, don't overdo it, it's bad for your health, I'll slip away first!" After speaking, she went to sleep, afraid that she would see something inappropriate for children and be settled by the anchor Qiuhou.

Nan Xing's hand holding the brush trembled, and the ink dripped on the memorial, smearing open...

She couldn't concentrate on what was written in the memorial in front of her...

Nanxing let go of the brush, and the brush fell to the ground...

The little emperor bit his lip tightly, his ears were flushed, his cheeks were flushed, his eyes were full of tears, and his eyes were even more hazy than when he was drunk...

……

When the two of them leave the imperial study, they will have dinner.

The little emperor was carried out of the imperial study, his clothes were slightly messy, there were tears in the corners of his eyes, his cheeks were slightly red, and he seemed to be very tired and fell asleep...

When the maid who was guarding outside saw it, he hurriedly knelt down and lowered his head, pretending that he didn't see anything.

Even though there have been rumors in the palace that the relationship between the prince regent and the emperor is not ordinary, and they are certainly not ordinary brothers, it was not confirmed until today.

But so what if it's confirmed, these two are in control of life and death, and small lives are more important, so don't talk nonsense!

Nanxing woke up from hunger...

She opened her eyes, and after a long delay, she realized that she seemed to have returned to the Xuanlong Palace, and she was now lying on the dragon bed.

As soon as she sat up, she hugged her waist with a groan...

Nan Xing felt weak all over his body, and his waist and limbs were very pantothenic. I don't know if he was hungry or...

Awakened 233, 233 sighed when she saw her like this: "Anchor, you look so excessive now, take it easy and pay attention to your body."

Did she think it was a certain regent...

Nan Xing rolled his eyes angrily, 233 was getting more and more serious.

Yun Beimo came in from the outer hall, but he was very energetic, with a smile on his brows and eyes, and the glittering brilliance in his eyes was amazing.

"Little Jiangnan."

The little emperor seemed to be even more beautiful after his personal affairs. He had no resistance to her, and he couldn't resist her every move.

Yun Beimo sat beside the bed and touched her head, "What's wrong?"

Isn't this a well-informed question!

Seeing that Nan Xing didn't answer, he kissed her extra rosy lips and asked her softly, "Do you like my brother to accompany you?"

accompany?

What to accompany?

Nan Xing went through it in his mind, and finally remembered their chat in Zuichunlou, and combined with today's, it turns out...

Is it this kind of escort? !

Gan!

That's when he thought...

The little emperor widened his eyes, bit his lip, and said angrily, "So you wanted to climb on my bed so long ago!"

Yun Beimo laughed out loud, and the laughter was clear and pleasant. He hugged the little emperor and said with a smile, "Yes, I want to climb the dragon bed in Xiao Jiangnan."

I've been thinking about it for a long time...

Ever since I knew that I must be her, I've been thinking about it every day...

Yun Beimo and Nan Xing were tired for a while, then picked her up for dinner...

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The next day.

Nan Xing was just going early, nothing happened last night, but she was too tired, so she slept a little longer.

So, today is the morning when the Regent went to...

It was suggested that several ministers of Na Fei were fined one year's salary on the grounds that Tai was in charge of the emperor's head, and several ministers were stunned on the spot.

Later, Yun Beimo said that the new emperor was young, and the two countries had just merged, and the state affairs were busy, so don't mention the harem in the future.

Those ministers were even more confused, why didn't they understand.

Are you young?

Twenty, young?

But they didn't dare to speak out, fearing that they would be fined for their salaries. They were not corrupt officials, so they lived off their salaries.

Fortunately, the usual expenses are not large, and there are still some silver taels in the house, so I can persevere in frugality, otherwise I don’t know how to spend this year...

Since then, no one dared to mention the harem again.

The main reason is that the regent and the emperor are too powerful and capable. Now that they have annexed the Chu state, they have won the hearts of the people. They can only do their own thing when it is their turn to dictate.

　A Lemon Essence Regent: I even have a car in the text!

　　Hey, don't ask me for the process, I'm not allowed to post it here qwq

　　

　

(End of this chapter)