Chapter 159: What's so good about this leaf cleaning cotton?
"Where do you want to put me by saying this? I obviously know that the throne is not easy to sit on, and this emperor is not easy to be. I also like you very much. I just hope that you
You can put some effort into governing the country.”
Nanfeng Changan tilted his head slightly, hesitated for a moment, looked at the chair, and then gently took Ye Qingmian's hand and asked her to sit on the chair.
Nanfeng Changan's very gentle action obviously shocked many people. Nanfeng Yu looked stunned for a moment, and then became very angry. He held his concubine's hand in front of him? What does it mean?
The Queen Mother was also a little shocked, what? Could it be that Nanfeng Changan also wanted this woman?
I really don’t know what is so good about Ye Qingmian, that he has become so obsessed with both the emperor and Nanfeng Chang’an. Now even his son Nanfeng Mu is a little bit inclined in this regard. I really don’t understand what’s going on now.
What are children thinking about?
Ye Qingmian's heart felt warm, but her elegant eyes couldn't help but reveal a slight hint of confusion.
"Sit down first and you'll find out later."
Nanfeng Chang'an seemed to notice Ye Qingmian's confusion, and whispered softly in her ear, then walked out again, stood in front of Nanfeng Yu, and asked firmly: "I don't know, Your Majesty?"
Do you have any opinions on the proposal just now?"
Although Nan Feng Chang'an was asking for Nan Feng Yu's opinion, the unique kingly aura in his eyes did not allow anyone to refute him. He was born with a graceful and noble aura.
"Can I have any objections?" Nan Fengyu didn't know this truth, so he just smiled lightly at the moment.
"If the emperor still wants the throne, then please take it back at any time. If the emperor needs his nephew to change, then it will be difficult for him to obey. I have always been like this. My nephew doesn't want to change and is too lazy to change.
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"How can you talk like that?" The Empress Dowager's face turned blue with anger, but this blue color was just disguised.
Ye Qingmian, who was sitting on the chair, could easily see the smile hidden under the purple-green face of the Empress Dowager.
"Then what do you want me to say? Do I have any say in this matter?"
Nan Fengyu clearly knew that the Empress Dowager had a different look underneath her angry face, but he didn't want to expose it yet. No matter what, today's incident would always be over.