"No need! I am busy with my affairs. If there is nothing important next time, please don't waste my time!"
The Xian Wang finished speaking domineeringly, then walked up to Nalan Meng, took her hand and said: "Princess, let's go!"
"Okay." Nalanmeng nodded and smiled at the wise king, and then followed him!
Geng Tian narrowed his eyes coldly, his eyes full of evil and dissatisfaction.
Chu Liuyun, a yellow-haired boy, was arrogant just because he was a prince.
Wasn't he just a sick boy who was not favored before? He really didn't take him seriously.
I heard that Chu Liuyun needs to recover from his illness for five years. After five years, he will be able to live without any problem.
If he doesn't survive five years, he will only die!
Very good, then he will wait for Chu Liuyun’s fate!
Thinking of this, he looked at Dongfang Wuxiang and said: "Prince, we have been planning hard for so long, but we didn't expect Nalan Meng to see through it. This shows that Nalan Meng is very powerful and should not be underestimated."
Dongfang Wuxiang raised his eyebrows with pride on his face, "Of course, I don't know who she is. It's a pity that she will get married to the wise king soon."
Geng Tianyin said: "Prince, I have another plan here, maybe I can help you get Nalan Meng back."
"What's the plan?" Dongfang Wuxiang said coldly.
Geng Tian glanced at Geng Bingyan next to him and said: "I will have my own solution at that time. But Prince, what about the mining rights in the southwest area of your country that we talked about before?"
Dongfang Wuxiang said coldly, "Don't worry, Lord Geng. As long as you help me accomplish this, I will outsource the mining rights in the southwestern area of our country to you."
"Okay, let's make an agreement." Geng Tian said with a proud smile.
Seeing Geng Tian's greedy look, a coldness flashed across Dongfang Wuxiang's eyes.
This old guy is quite greedy and actually wants the mining rights in the southwestern region.
He thought it was quite beautiful.
This mine is a precious resource of their country, how can it be given to this old guy?
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Soon, the Xian Wang pulled Nalan Meng out of Mingyue Tower.
After walking out of Mingyue Tower, King Xian saw him holding Nalan Meng's hand tightly.
He was stunned for a moment, then quickly let go, looking a little unnatural: "I'm sorry, Princess, I didn't mean to hold your hand just now, I was just in a hurry."
Nalan Meng chuckled, "Don't worry, I'm not that stingy. We are about to become husband and wife in front of outsiders, so it's okay to hold hands."
The wise king looked at her seriously, "Do you really believe what I just said?"
Nalan Meng said: "Of course, I have chosen you to be my husband. I don't believe who do you believe?"
"But the prince and your childhood sweetheart have a deep relationship. Logically speaking, you should trust him." The wise king said.
Nalan Meng said: "Yes, he used to be a very good friend of mine, but that was just my past. You are my future, of course I should believe in you."
After saying that, she smiled playfully at the wise king, and then walked forward.
The wise king was slightly startled.
Under the sun, Nalan Meng's back is heroic, shining, free and easy, which is very attractive.
The wise king shook his head with a smile and followed.
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There is a Xiaoxiang Pavilion next to Yingtian Academy, where various calligraphy and painting exhibitions are often held.
Whenever a calligraphy and painting exhibition is held in the museum, students from Yingtian Academy will attend.
The wise king is a person who loves poetry and painting, so he will naturally not miss every painting and calligraphy exhibition.
That afternoon, he came to Xiaoxiang Pavilion alone, preparing to enjoy calligraphy and painting quietly alone.
As soon as the wise king arrived at the Xiaoxiang Pavilion, the curator came out to welcome him. Seeing this, the students inside all came out to greet the wise king one after another to get a glimpse of the wise king.
After the wise king greeted everyone, he went to appreciate the poems and paintings in the lobby alone.
After admiring it for a while, he felt a little tired, so he went to a side room to rest.
This wing was prepared for him by the curator, where he could write poems, draw pictures, smell incense and drink tea, and no one was allowed to disturb him.
At this time, the room was filled with sandalwood and the fragrance of tea.
Outside the window, there are green bamboos, flowers blooming, and bursts of sweet fragrance.
The wise king sat in front of a guqin. He was dressed in cloud satin and brocade clothes, making him look graceful and elegant, as clean as dust.
He gently touched the strings with his jade fingers, and a faint sound came from the piano.
The sound of the piano is lingering and the still water flows deep, as if there are endless thoughts. It makes people feel relaxed and happy, and at the same time, it makes people feel sad.
This situation and this scene are as beautiful as a picture scroll.
At this time, a goose-yellow figure stood outside the door of the wing.
After the woman saw the wise king entering the wing, a hint of calculation flashed in her eyes.
Then, she quickly walked to the tea room next to her and saw a thin boy making tea there.
She immediately walked in and said coldly: "Shuanghe, who are you making tea for?"
Shuanghe hurriedly stood up and said, "Miss Geng, I'm making tea for Prince Xian, what's wrong?"
Geng Bingyan immediately walked over and sniffed: "What kind of tea is this? Why does it smell so fragrant?"
Shuanghe said: "This is magnolia tea, which is the prince's favorite tea."
Looking at the scented tea, Geng Bingyan walked towards Shuanghe and looked at him with sinister eyes, "Shuanghe, I heard that your father is sick, and you urgently need some money to treat him, right?"
Shuanghe nodded sadly, "Yes, but Miss Geng, why do you ask?"
"Do you want to make money? Now I have a good opportunity for you to make money. As long as you are willing to do as I say, I can give you two thousand taels of silver notes." Geng Bingyan said coldly.
Shuanghe was startled, and a bad premonition arose in his heart.
There is no pie in the sky. Geng Bingyan is willing to spend so much money to do things for him. It must not be an easy thing.
But he really needed the money urgently.
He said: "Miss Geng, I wonder what you want me to do?"
Geng Bingyan raised her eyebrows, took out a small medicine bag from her waist, looked at the teapot next to her, and said, "Don't worry, it's just a small matter, it can be easily done."
Seeing the medicine bag, Shuanghe's heart tightened, "Miss Geng, you don't want me to take someone's life, do you? I wouldn't even dare to kill him!"
Geng Bingyan shook her head, "Don't worry, we are not taking human lives. Taking human lives is not the price."
With that said, she took out a stack of silver notes from her arms and handed it to Shuanghe, "This is a deposit of one thousand taels of silver notes. I will pay you the other half after the deal is completed."
Seeing those banknotes, Shuanghe's eyes flashed with greed.
He immediately took the banknote and said, "Okay, I'll help you."
Seeing Shuanghe collect the banknote, Geng Bingyan felt relieved, now her plan would succeed!
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In the side room on the other side, Xian Wang had already played two pieces of music in succession.
After the music stopped, he slowly stood up and prepared to drink a cup of tea to quench his thirst.
As a result, he found that the teapot was empty.
At this time, there was a knock on the door, "Your Majesty, I have brought you tea!"