Chapter 3272 : We can deal with Qiao Nian together
Ye Wangchuan saw that she was thinking about something. He lowered his head slightly and looked at the girl. His voice was low and gentle: "Everyone wants to hold a celebration banquet. Master Cheng asked me to ask you if there is anything you want to eat."
vegetable."
Master Cheng obviously meant that Qiao Nian's taste should prevail.
Qiao Nian came back to her senses: "I won't pick."
After she finished speaking, she saw the man's raised eyebrows, as if he didn't believe it.
She rubbed her brows and said speechlessly: "... Just don't make it too spicy."
Perhaps someone's gaze was too focused, which made her restless. She paused again, put one hand in her pocket and explained: "Master Cheng is old, and eating less spicy food is good for your health. I don't have much appetite at all.
I can’t eat much, so don’t worry about me~”
Ye Wangchuan saw the seriousness in her expression, so he narrowed his eyes and raised Cen Bo's lips: "Okay."
Qiao Nian sighed and thought about the photo again.
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At the same time, Nie Qingru returned to his residence.
As soon as she parked the car, the housekeeper from the manor was already standing outside the car and said to her: "Empress, Mr. Xue from the Privy Council is here."
What do conservative people come to see her for?
"Um."
Nie Qingru was sitting in the back seat. When someone opened the door for her, she slowly got out of the car, took off the brim of her hat and handed it to the housekeeper, and strode towards the villa.
Every step she takes is extremely steady, and she has an ambition that is incompatible with her age. Even at this age, she is still energetic.
Within a few minutes, she saw the silver-haired old man sitting in the living room waiting for her.
Mr. Xue is still wearing a stale Chinese tunic suit. The design of the handkerchief shows oriental elements in it. The clothes are decent, but he doesn't look like a member of their reclusive family.
Too low-key!
On the contrary, it gives people the feeling of extreme hypocrisy.
Nie Qingru walked past him, sat down on the sofa opposite him, asked someone to make a cup of coffee, and looked up at the person who shouldn't be here.
"What's up?"
She has always been at odds with conservatives, so she doesn't bother to show off.
Mr. Xue watched the servant bring her coffee, calmly pushed the tea in front of her, and said calmly: "Queen, I heard that the results of the weapons show this morning came out, and your brother failed to win the first prize.
First, I didn’t get Mr. Oban’s favor.”
Nie Qingru had just picked up the coffee and was about to drink it. His eyes suddenly became sharp and he sneered: "Huh, where do you think this place is? Why? You came here specifically to ridicule me?"
It was not surprising that the results in the morning reached the ears of the Privy Council, but she did not expect that the other party would come to her door to tell her this, which was a bit too presumptuous!
She instantly lost her appetite for coffee, slapped the bottom of the cup on the table, crossed her hands on the table, leaned back, her slightly narrowed eyes gave a condescending feeling, and reminded him solemnly: "Don't
I forgot that the imperial power is above everything else! Even the elders of the Privy Council are not qualified to point fingers in front of me."
After she finished speaking, she didn't even want to look at the old man who didn't understand current affairs, and ordered the housekeeper: "What are you still doing? See off the guests!"
The housekeeper was a little embarrassed and didn't know how to talk to the silver-haired old man. After all, he was one of the elders of the Privy Council.
The Queen can have this attitude, but he doesn't dare to drive people away with a stick.
Mr. Xue really didn't expect her to react so strongly. He was a little stunned and embarrassed. He immediately stood up to try to save her: "Queen, that's not what I came for."