"I ordered you to stay." Cang Hanyu's voice was cold, mixed with the temperature of thousands of miles of snow, "I want you to die in my bed tonight." ”

When the words fell, he pressed her his lap again, and stared at her viciously: "Nan Ji, you wolf-hearted woman, when will you hold a grudge?" ”

Nan Ji's expression faded, and her voice was lazy: "The minister doesn't have time to hold grudges." ”

Cang Han Yu was stunned.

"Although the minister admits death, his mind is not so narrow-minded." Nan Ji pushed aside his way, stood up on his own, and slowly arranged his clothes, "The emperor thinks that the minister is holding a grudge, so he hangs you like this?" Wanting to welcome and refuse has always been a common means for harem women to compete for favor. ”

Slowly raising his eyes, his clean and clear eyes looked at him quietly, Nan Ji shook his head: "Kechen disdains such a method. ”

Cang Hanyu pursed his lips and stared at her deadly.

"The minister doesn't like to play duplicity, and he is not interested in playing any tricks with the emperor." She said, "If the minister says that if you are not a queen, you are not a queen, and you don't mean anything else, and the emperor doesn't have to guess whether I am holding a grudge or deliberately trying to test your mind...... No, the minister is not so boring. ”

After saying the last sentence, she bowed her head shallowly: "The emperor is busy with government affairs, so the ministers will not bother and retire first." ”

Cang Hanyu sat stiffly on the brocade couch, watching her step out of the Zichen Hall calmly and without hesitation as usual every time, never looking back, not caring if he was angry, not caring if he was angry.

She doesn't care about anything, even the likes she once liked can be thrown away!

Cang Hanyu clenched his hands, his face was pale and angry, and the burning flames in his eyes seemed to be wrapped in ice.

"Xiangye." When Manager Pei saw Nan Ji coming out, his face changed slightly, and he said in a low voice, "This is leaving?" ”

Nan Ji stopped in front of the steps of the hall and looked at the sky: "Has the emperor eaten his morning meal?" ”

Mr. Pei shook his head and said, "The emperor has a headache today, and the old slave wants to go to Xuan to have a doctor, but the emperor doesn't allow it." ”

When Nan Ji heard this, she frowned subconsciously.

Headache?

Didn't he lie to her?

"In the early days, the emperor endured a headache to preside, but after the civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty persuaded the emperor to stand up, the emperor was in a bad mood, so he left a large group of people and left."

Nan Ji frowned and said nothing, but she couldn't step out of her feet.

"Little Ancestor, why don't you stay and persuade the emperor?" Mr. Pei's expression became more and more respectful, almost pleading, "The emperor hasn't eaten a drop of water all day, and the old slave doesn't dare to persuade him...... But what can the emperor do if he doesn't eat? Isn't this against your own dragon body? ”

Nan Ji glanced at him, and then fell silent: "Manager Pei." ”

"Xiangye?"

"It's been three years since the emperor ascended the throne, shouldn't I add some concubines to serve me?"

Yes?

Pei Hai was taken aback, and asked cautiously: "Xiangye intends to enter the harem?" ”

"Not me."

Pei Hai's face changed, and he couldn't help but take a step back: "I can't help it, I can't help it, except for you, Xiangye, how dare the slaves persuade the emperor to draft the draft?" Isn't this looking for death? ”

Nan Ji looked at him strangely: "Actually, the emperor is not as terrible as you think. ”

No, no, no.

Pei Hai shook his head again and again, the emperor was even more terrifying than he thought.

If you don't believe it, you can ask the Manchu civil and military forces.