Of course, Nan Ji would not ask the Manchu Dynasty civil and military.

She was now just thinking about how to go back to the inner sanctum without losing face, and persuade the man to serve his lunch.

"Manager Pei, you let people go to the imperial dining room to prepare some food that the emperor likes." Nan Ji instructed, and added a sentence casually, "By the way, ask me for a porridge with red dates and barley." ”

Pei Hai hurriedly responded: "Little Ancestor, wait a minute, the old slave will go and prepare." ”

"Wait." Nan Ji called out to him, his tone slightly hesitant, "When the meal is delivered, it will be said that I didn't eat lunch." ”

Pei Hai was slightly surprised, and then nodded in response: "Yes, the slave is going to prepare lunch for Xiangye." ”

Nan Ji snorted.

She just didn't want him to be amorous.

Pei Hai shook his head and turned around and left with a satisfied smile.

He decided to go to the imperial dining room in person, and personally looked at the rabbit cubs in the dining room, and he must have carefully prepared the meals of the emperor and Nanji.

Enjoying food may make you feel good and boost your relationship.

Nan Ji stood on the steps of the palace and quietly looked at the three thousand palaces.

The delicate brows are slightly furrowed, and the tired and indifferent complexion is a little alienated due to the silence, as if separated by a thin layer of frost and mist, and the person who is obviously close in front of him always makes people feel a little cold and frosty distance, which makes people dare not approach easily.

After standing quietly for a moment, she turned around and walked into the inner hall, and as soon as she stepped into the temple door, a cold sentence came from inside: "Get out." ”

Nan Ji paused like this, feeling that her ears were about to grow calluses when she heard these three words.

Get out?

Does this person only say these three words when he is angry?

So, in fact, not only for her, but also for others, he often uses this sentence?

Her voice sounded faintly: "I'm hungry." ”

The words fell, and the inner sanctum suddenly fell silent.

Immediately Cang Hanyu got up, walked out of the inner hall with a curtain, and looked at Nan Ji with no expression, her handsome and noble face was still as cold as frost, but her eyes seemed to have a little more temperature: "Why haven't you left yet?" ”

Nan Ji leaned against the temple door and looked at him nonchalantly.

The young emperor was long and thin, wearing a well-fitting robe that set off his narrow waist and broad shoulders, his figure was perfect, and his clear and picturesque face was worthy of pouring out the mountains and rivers.

The graceful bearing, the natural imperial majesty, makes people involuntarily awe and surrender.

"What are you looking at?" Cang Hanyu walked over and directly reached out to press her against the temple door, "Fascinated by my complexion?" ”

"Well, fascinated." Nan Ji did not deny it, "The emperor's appearance is even better than that of the leading Oiran in the Red Sleeve Pavilion." ”

When the words fell, Cang Hanyu's face was really indescribably subtle.

"You compare me to Oiran?"

Nan Ji was indifferent: "I'm just talking about the impact of appearance." ”

The leading Oiran in the Red Sleeve Pavilion, how many people spend a lot of money for her?

And how many are lost in her countenance?

Of course, those so-called love and love, in Nan Ji's view, are just an excuse for lustful people to beautify themselves.

As for the one in front of me.

Nan Ji felt that even if she liked it, she didn't like it to the point of losing her mind.

"You've been to the Red Sleeves Pavilion?"

Nan Ji was slightly silent, and her voice was light: "That's not the point. ”

"For me, that's the point."

"The emperor thinks I shouldn't go?"

"Would you rather spend your time with someone who doesn't matter than come into the palace to accompany me?" Cang Hanyu's face was not very good-looking, "Didn't you say that my appearance is comparable to that of an Oiran?" In this case, I grant you permission to enter the palace at any time in the future to admire my worldly face. ”