Chapter 271: Hit the head

This news was something she never expected.

Coming to the Prime Minister's Mansion? What is this Murong Canghai thinking?

After being reborn, she didn't like uncertain people and things very much, but he, from the first day he appeared, filled her with a sense of uncertainty, which made her very uncomfortable.

"King of the North Courtyard, please!" was still in shock, when he heard Su Buqing's voice outside.

"There's Prime Minister Lao Su." The next thing I heard was Murong Canghai's seemingly polite, but actually indifferent and cold voice.

Su Yueming got up, walked to the gate of the courtyard, looked out through the crack in the door, and saw Murong Canghai standing at the door of Zhuqin Garden, her father Su Buqing bowed down and stood beside him, and beside Murong Canghai, the elite guards stood behind him without exception.

Although Su Buqing is a high-powered prime minister, he can only maintain a humble and cautious attitude in front of Murong Canghai-

Since he can't offend the king of the North Courtyard, because he is afraid of angering him, he tears up the covenant in a fit of anger and starts a war with the Great Zhou, then he Su Buqing will definitely be beheaded;

But he represents the Great Zhou Dynasty after all, so his attitude cannot be too humble, otherwise he will lose the majesty of the Great Zhou Dynasty and the emperor.

In short, he could only carefully balance his attitude between humility and dignity.

This emperor gave him is really a very hard errand.

Murong Canghai seemed to notice something, he suddenly turned his head and looked at the position of Su Yueming's door, Su Yueming quickly withdrew his gaze, and turned sideways suddenly, not letting Murong Canghai find her standing at the door looking at him, with a rare look of embarrassment on her face.

But because the action was too sudden, she didn't have a zhanzhu, her body stepped back, and she accidentally hit the wall, and the back of her head was slammed, and she died of pain.

There was a rare look of chagrin on her face.

"Third Miss, old lady, please come over now, yo, what are you doing standing behind this door? What's wrong with your head? Did you bump into it? Her head was still hurting, but the door was suddenly pushed open, and she didn't have time to stand up straight when she heard Huang's mother's surprised voice and shocked expression.

Su Buqing turned around, only to see that his daughter, who had just been crowned a clan concubine and was calm and self-controlled on weekdays, had an uncomfortable look on her face.

And Murong Canghai's eyes contained a meaningful smile.

"Yueming, why are you standing over there?" Su Buqing asked, since he knew that this daughter was named a clan concubine because of her meritorious service in disaster treatment, he had to look at her differently, and now, even speaking is much more polite and kind.

Su Yueming took away the strange look on her face and said calmly, "Grandmother passed the word, and my daughter was about to rush over." As he spoke, he bowed to Su Buqing and Murong Canghai, and followed Huang's mother to Yonghe Garden.

Murong Canghai looked at her back, but the smile in her eyes deepened, Su Yueming didn't have to look back, but she could feel his fiery gaze, which made her whole person feel like a man's back.

When I arrived at Yonghe Garden, I saw the old lady sitting on the chair in the middle, with a martial arts belt wrapped around her head, and a huge sapphire inlaid in the middle of the belt, and she was half-squinting her eyes and smelling the incense in front of her.

Her heart was a little panting, her head still hurt, and her hand holding the tweezers was a little unsteady, and what she was thinking about was the scene at the door.