Xie Linzhi left in a hurry.

He went all the way to the gate of the palace, and his little servant asked him why his husband still held a hand stove, and he reacted that he actually carried the hand stove given by His Majesty out of the palace.

Xie Linzhi handed the hand stove to the little servant, and lowered his eyebrows slightly: "Your Majesty gave it to you." ”

The little guy lifted the carriage curtain, helped Xie Lin up, and jumped up with him, and then muttered in a low voice: "Your Majesty, what's going on in the past two days?" ”

He found a place for the hand stove in the car, and then whispered, "I gave you a cloak yesterday, and I will give you a hand stove today." ”

As if he suddenly remembered something, his eyes widened suddenly, and he stammered: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty won't be dead to you, right?" Your Majesty, this is a pursuit of you—"

As soon as the little guy said "pursuit", Xie Linzhi remembered what the man had just said in his ear in the imperial study -

Xie Linzhi pursed his lips suddenly, and shouted the name of the little guy in a low voice: "Qi Ping." ”

His tone was not heavy, and he still had the usual light and elegant voice, but the little guy was keenly aware of his insecurity and immediately shut up.

He was quiet for a while, and seeing that Xie Linzhi still had a cold expression, he thought for a while, and carefully comforted: "The power in this world is in your hands, and Your Majesty can't force you-"

After saying a few words, the little guy noticed that Xie Linzhi's air pressure was a little lower.

He sneered and shut up, not knowing which sentence made Xie Linzhi unhappy, he pondered for a long time, and then whispered a suggestion: "Your Majesty is at the age of the beginning of love, if Mr. chooses a show for Your Majesty, Your Majesty will not come to harass you again-"

Before the little guy finished speaking, he saw Xie Linzhi raise his eyebrows and look at him lightly.

The little guy suddenly shut up.

He thought a little wryly, once Your Majesty accepts the harem and has the harem as a link, the ministers in the court may not stand on the side of Mr. and surrender to His Majesty instead.

Look at what he had a bad idea!

The little guy scolded himself in his heart, and when he looked up and was about to speak, he heard Xie Lin's words: "This matter, don't mention it again in the future." ”

The carriage had stopped, Xie Linzhi lifted the curtain and got out of the carriage by himself.

The little guy looked at him stunned for a moment, and then hurriedly jumped out of the carriage and followed Xie Linzhi.

While following Xie Linzhi's footsteps, he pondered for a while that he was not allowed to mention this matter again, what was it?

Don't mention the draft again? Or is it not allowed to mention the matter of His Majesty's pursuit of Mr.

He thought about it for a long time, and as soon as he looked up, Xie Linzhi had already entered the Prime Minister's Mansion, and he had fallen behind for a long time.

Sir never walks so fast!

The little guy complained in his heart, and pondered that Xie Linzhi was probably really in a bad mood, and he didn't dare to provoke him again, so he had to pull up his legs and chase after him, and hurriedly said, "Sir, slow down, you wait for me-"

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Shen Jiu has indeed reached the age when he should choose a concubine, even if Xie Linzhi did not mention this matter in the heart, in the morning of the next day, there were still ministers who brought up this matter.

Shangshu of the Ministry of Rites took a step forward, held a bamboo wat, saluted deeply, and said loudly: "Your Majesty, it has been three years since the collapse of the first emperor, and the mourning period has passed. ”

Shen Jiu was napping, and when he heard the word "draft", he woke up with an agitated spirit.

She sat up straight suddenly, glanced at the Ministry of Rites Shangshu a little blankly, and then subconsciously looked at Xie Linzhi.

This court is all Xie Linzhi's people, and the Ministry of Rites Shangshu made this request, most likely because of his approval.