A rare trace of guilt rose in his heart, and when he saw Nan Xuange walking up to him, he bowed slightly, his attitude was neither humble nor arrogant, not too flattering, but with some combing, in the end, he owed him and his mother-

"Xiao Jiu, tell your father, do you have a favorite girl?"

The only thing he can make up for now is to give him as much as possible, if he can start a family, after a hundred years, presumably Concubine Ru won't blame him too much, right?

His self-righteous amends, perhaps, are not what others want at all.

Nan Xuange only felt heartache when he heard it, his heart was like a thousand holes from countless poisonous stabs, he was a favorite girl, that person's temperament was noble and elegant, his eyes were like a pool of clear water, noble and cold and arrogant, so that people did not dare to blaspheme, but every time he dreamed back at midnight, he was full of her.

But how dare he say it in public and provoke gossip for her?

Therefore, he could only endure it, clenching his fists tightly and holding it back!

"Father! The retainers don't want the princess! Exhaling a heavy breath of turbidity, he said solemnly in a desperate tone.

Everyone present was so shocked that they stopped their movements and turned their heads to him.

Even Su Kui was the same, her pupils shrank slightly, her exhalation was a little heavier, and she was about to listen carefully, but she saw the emperor slam the table and get up, "Bastard!" Do you know what you're talking about?! The order of your parents, the words of the matchmaker, how can you be allowed to joke at will, as a member of the royal family, you should spread the branches for the royal family, look at what you say now! ”

The emperor's face was pale, but Nan Xuange just pulled the corners of his mouth coldly, a sarcastic smile crossed his black eyes, and he just took a bite of a little jiu, but once it didn't meet his expectations, he instantly became a bastard!

Fortunately, he has never expected father's love, and naturally he will not be hurt.

Concubine Rou watched Concubine De take away the position and favor that belonged to her, but she couldn't do anything, so she could only sit in her seat and twist her handkerchief and no one cared about her. At this time, seeing that Nan Xuange, who was gradually gaining holy favor, angered the emperor, he was suddenly overjoyed, his eyes moved, and he thought about it.

I saw that she dragged out her tone slowly, and her voice carried her usual softness, "His Royal Highness the Ninth is really still childish, why don't you understand the emperor's hard work?" Are you still resentful of the emperor and hate him for ignoring you for ten years? ”

This is a serious matter, and the chill in Emperor Yonglu's eyes is even worse, but it is not aimed at Nan Xuange, but someone else.

It's a pity that the man couldn't understand Nan Jingyu, who was sitting under the seat and desperately glaring at her, and he didn't notice that the emperor's face was as black as the bottom of a pot, but Concubine De really wanted to look up to the sky and laugh in her heart, this stupid woman, it seems that she doesn't have to do it, she can kill herself-

has been low and small in front of her for several years, and it is really happy to see this scene at this moment!

"Alas, that's fine, this kid's heart is twisted, I'm afraid that I won't be able to figure it out for a while. Your Majesty, our six sons don't have a concubine yet......"

"Enough!" The emperor's eyes were cold and piercing, and he whispered, "If you can't speak, then don't say it!" Come! Concubine Rou is unwell, take her back to Chengde Palace to rest! ”

Angry and angry, he was already in his old age, and his body was not as good as before, as soon as he finished saying this, his body was about to fall down in a shake, but fortunately, Concubine De and Nan Xuange were quick and quickly supported him.

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