When Nan Chengyao returned to Guimo Pavilion, it was already two days later.

I personally brewed a pot of Xingong's flower-picking hairtips, and my hands did not stop, but I kept thinking about how to open my mouth to him.

handed him the teacup in his hand, and before he could speak, he heard his joking voice lazily sounding: "Something big has happened, it is worth the princess's embarrassment." ”

I hesitated for a moment, but I still told him the original conversation with my mother that day, and I couldn't hide it even if I wanted to.

Besides, in this situation, since I have asked him for it, confession is the only thing I can do, and as for whether he is willing to help, I am not sure at all.

After listening to me, Nan Chengyao still had a lazy smile on his face, and he was not surprised at all. I don't know if it's because he already knew about it, or if he's used to hiding his true emotions from the public.

He smiled and said nonchalantly, "What does the princess want me to do?"

I looked at him quietly and shook my head, "No, I want you to do nothing. ”

If my guess is wrong, everything is just our mediocrity, then the child in Yun'er's womb is enough to ensure that she marries into the East Palace, and there is no need for Nan Chengyao to say anything more.

But if my guess is true, and the Holy One really no longer trusts the Murong family, then adding one more of the most favored Third Highnesses to intercede for the Murong family will only deepen the emperor's suspicions, and the effect will only be counterproductive.

So, now, he doesn't do anything, it's the best thing to do.

Nan Chengyao looked at me with admiration in his eyes, and smiled lazily: "You really didn't disappoint me, you are much better than Murong Duo and them." ”

Hearing him mention my father's name in such an indifferent tone, I was naturally a little unhappy in my heart, lowered my eyelashes, and said lightly: "I can't afford the praise of His Royal Highness." ”

He laughed, stretched out his hand, and lifted my chin lightly, and his slightly narrowed eyes were bottomless: "You know, the more disapproving you are in your heart, the more deferential your attitude will be." ”

His strength was not light, I was slightly pained, looking at the playful and frivolous curvature of his lips, I felt annoyed for no reason.

Heng Er's careful thinking was nothing in front of this person, so he simply looked him into the eyes, and a soft smile suddenly bloomed on his lips: "The reason why Qing'er didn't dare to ask His Highness was because I knew that even if he did, His Highness would not necessarily allow it, so why bother to make myself sad." ”

The playful smile on his lips grew stronger: "Oh, how can you see it?"

I also looked at him with a smile: "Although the Murong family does not dare to be more glorious than the Nan family in the past, it can be regarded as a powerful party, otherwise His Royal Highness would not have agreed to this marriage." Since I am married to His Royal Highness, the entire Murong family should go all out to support His Highness no matter what. And if another Miss Murong marries into the East Palace, this help will be dispersed, or rather, it is not certain whether to help or not. ”

He laughed: "It seems that I am really annoyed, I didn't even know that the princess had such a sharp side." Tell me, what do I want your Murong family to help me?"

But at that moment, I suddenly came back to my senses and couldn't help but smile bitterly in my heart.

My father always praised me for being smart and calm, but in front of Nan Chengyao, my careful thoughts were nothing at all, and the calm and calm, which I had always been most proud of, seemed to be easily disintegrated by him now.

This person, as if he was born with a demonic nature, can easily demagogue.

Seeing that I was silent, he lazily withdrew the hand that was holding my jaw, and smiled casually: "It's a pity that I retreated so quickly." ”

Having said that, he didn't press me anymore, and still walked out the door casually.

I watched his perfect figure fade out the door, silently answering the question he had asked me in my heart.

World.

Although the current crown prince is the eldest son of the saint, his title has been determined early. And this third highness is also a rich idler, and has never had any expression of competition for imperial power. In the eyes of the world, it seems that all he cares about is the pavilions and water pavilions, and the neon clothes and feathers.

He hid his ambition, along with his ruthlessness, under the lazy smile that was always high and faint, but how could he be willing to be subordinated to others with such a demeanor, such indifference and arrogance.

I slowly moved my gaze out the window, in the direction of the Prime Minister's House.

If, if his ascension to the top can bless my Murong family to be stable for a lifetime, then there is nothing wrong with it.

Then I will help him to win this world, and it is not impossible.