"Jinyu?" Han Tingjun turned his gaze to Nan Jia, "I'm afraid I can't arrange this matter. ”

"Why?" Nanjia had a faint look of disappointment on her face.

"The princess doesn't know, Jinyu is pregnant now, and she is raising a baby in the house with peace of mind, and she doesn't see outsiders on weekdays." Han Tingjun said eloquently.

"Don't say that it's a foreigner, it's me, and the Emperor Taishang also ordered me to go to Zhao's Mansion less often, so as not to disturb her to raise a baby."

"In this way, I really have to congratulate Princess Jinyu." Nan Jiawan chuckled.

Ming's eyes flashed, and Nan Jia said again: "But then again, Your Majesty and Princess Jinyu are really brother and sister, which is enviable." ”

Han Tingjun smiled and said nothing.

A palace person entered the palace to present the pastries that had just been made in the imperial dining room, and Han Tingjun raised his hand politely.

"These are the most characteristic pastries in Nanqi, the princess might as well try them, how they taste compared to Nanyue's pastries."

"Really? Then I'm really going to have to try it. ”

With a smile on her lips, Nan Jia gracefully took a piece of pastry and put it in her mouth and chewed it, then tasted another pastry, and finally looked at Han Tingjun on the main seat.

"The taste is very good, the texture is more delicate than Nanyue's pastry, which suits my taste."

"When I go back, I will let the accompanying imperial chef learn how to make these pastries, so that even if I return to Nanyue in the future, I can eat them whenever I want."

Han Tingjun: "If the princess really likes these pastries, I can let the imperial chef in the palace teach them for free, and it will save the princess from having to look for a chef who is good at making these pastries." ”

"In this way, Najia will first go down to His Majesty here." Nan Jia smiled and said, "Tomorrow, I will let the accompanying imperial chef enter the palace to ask for advice." ”

As the two were talking, the eunuch in charge had already inquired about the ins and outs of the matter from Xiao Anzi's mouth, and walked into the hall quickly.

When he came to Han Tingjun's side, the eunuch in charge leaned over and whispered in his ear: "Your Majesty, Miss Lin and Princess Jia just ran into it, and it seems that she is preparing to leave the palace at this moment." ”

Han Tingjun's face changed slightly after hearing this.

Nan Jia carefully observed his expression, and when the eunuch in charge stepped back, there was a look of concern between his eyebrows.

"But what happened? If Your Majesty has something urgent to deal with, Najia will go back today first, and then enter the palace tomorrow to disturb him. ”

Turning his gaze to her, Han Tingjun said, "Something has indeed happened, I asked someone to escort the princess back to the inn." ”

When the words fell, Han Tingjun immediately summoned the guards into the hall and ordered the guards to escort Nanjia and her people away.

His attitude was clear, Nan Jia naturally wouldn't stay here without interest, and after getting up to give a gift, he took his own people away.

When the others walked away, Han Tingjun stood up and went straight to the Heart Cultivation Palace.

Han Tingjun's steps were a little eager.

When he rushed to the Heart Cultivation Hall with Xiao Anzi, he found that Xiao Linzi was waiting outside the dormitory in an orderly manner, his expression was not unusual, his heart was relieved, and his pace slowed down.

After concentrating, Han Tingjun walked to the door of the dormitory, and stopped Xiao Linzi's movement in time to ask for peace.

Then he waved his hand, and Xiao Anzi and Xiao Linzi bowed to him, and retreated into the distance in a playful manner, leaving enough private space for the two of them.

Han Tingjun was not in a hurry to enter the hall, but stood at the door, silently looking at the people lying on the soft couch in the hall.

Lin Yuying is reading a book.

She seemed to be very attentive, not noticing anyone coming, and not even giving him a second look.

After muttering for a while, Han Tingjun finally walked into the hall with his feet raised.