"You should listen to your uncle's opinion," the Empress Dowager said fiercely, but there was a trace of hesitation in her words. She didn't know if she should say it out, and she seemed to be afraid that Nan Fengyu would
It seems like I really agreed
"The key is, is this what you mean, uncle Huang, or what you mean, Huang'e Niang?" Nan Fengyu smiled sarcastically and said slowly
"You...how can you miss me like this? After all, I am your empress, who raised you since you were a child." The empress dowager's face darkened, and she seemed to be a little scared, and her body moved slightly.
tremble
"Really? Everyone knows your original intention of raising me, so please don't put money on your face." Nan Fengyu said softly, feeling funny in his heart. He was originally putting money on your face.
Jin, I didn’t expect that I would also be blackened by Ye Qingmian.
"I don't see you as pitiful. I see that you didn't take care of your biological mother after her death. What do you think I did for you?" The Queen Mother's body was extremely shocked, as if she couldn't even stand still. She leaned back.
Fortunately, the maid behind helped her
"Since this is the case, since Huang's mother-in-law, you have pure good intentions." Nan Fengyu's expression changed slightly, "Then I have to ask Huang's mother, why did you drug the emperor's uncle?"
"Drugated?" Ye Qingmian exclaimed. So Nanfeng Chang'an has been drugged. So what he just did to himself was not his original intention? Or...his subconscious still has that kind of feeling?
What about instinct?
"Have the Ai family ever given medicine to Chang'an?" The Queen Mother seemed to be very surprised, but Nan Fengyu was not surprised when he saw her expression. People born in the palace need to have several faces since they were young.
There's nothing strange about pretending to be yourself
Facial changes are a common occurrence for some people. If you see the same expression on a person's face for several years, you should congratulate him - he has facial paralysis.
"No?" Nan Fengyu smiled slightly, his voice was sweet and childish, but his words were so unquestionable, "Do you dare to let him come in front of me?
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"He is your imperial uncle, no matter what, you should be the one who comes here first." Upon hearing this, the Queen Mother heard beads of sweat on her forehead.
"Okay, since you said so, I will go down. I hope you won't regret it." Nan Fengyu said lightly, stood up, and his footsteps were about to fall to the ground.