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"Really?" He narrowed his eyes and smiled, with a twinkling light in his eyes. He pointed at the letter on one side with his slender white fingers. The white rice paper was folded neatly, with an obvious wrinkle. It had been opened and read.
"But there is a letter from Nanyun, please read it."
Ju Ang's heart skipped a beat, then he winked and asked Luo Ye to get the letter.
He had already guessed the general content of the letter. Princess Nanyun was coming anyway, and she had accepted the emperor's order. Nanyun had always been cowardly, and the events that had happened in Nanyun for more than a year made the elderly emperor wake up.
Because of his fear, no matter who is making the marriage this time, even if he cannot convince the Ninth Prince to let Princess Linglong go, the Southern Emperor will still send the princess over to complete the marriage.
The man on the couch smiled like a spring breeze, making people unable to feel any disgust. Instead, he felt more friendly because of his smile. "I heard that Emperor Nan loves your princess very much, right?"
Mentioning that person, Ju Ang came back to his senses, and a heartwarming smile appeared on his face, which did not escape the eyes of the person on the couch.
"Yes! Emperor Nan loves this princess very much." He lowered his head and sighed.
He raised his eyebrows and raised his crimson thin lips. He stood up and said, "She must be a pretty good woman to be praised so much by the first wise son of Nayun." His words were soft, like clear water washing over his heart, but Ju Ang still couldn't bear it.
I shivered for a moment.
"It's such a pity!" He felt regretful, with a little ink between his brows and eyes, and his dark eyes were so deep that they couldn't see the bottom.
Ju Ang bent down and lowered his head, and bowed humbly: "Thank you for your compliment, Your Majesty. Your Majesty will definitely not regret it if he meets our Princess of Nanyun."
The status of women in politics has never changed. It is enough to change the way and the environment, as long as the purpose is the same. Ju Ang has always known her fate. The Southern Emperor only had this daughter. She is extremely precious, but the emperor's family
Favor is always tinged with politics.
Princess Liu Liying of Nanyun knew this better than anyone. So that year, by the pond, she resolutely cut off all contact with him.
"Ju Ang, my identity means that we cannot be together. No matter whether I love you or not."
The slender white fingers picked up the charcoal green top of the furnace, and a faint blue fragrance instantly floated in a space. In the white smoke, the young prince of Zhaohua Kingdom smiled vaguely, as if he was the son of a god. "See, I'm afraid it's the son of a god.
No way. Mr. Ju, this
After so many years of investigating this king, you should have some details. I’m afraid no one else needs to tell you what my king’s temper is like. If you really put your Princess Nayun’s happiness on this king, then you have to show your sincerity.
Come on, what do you think?"
He raised his slender eyebrows, as thin as clouds, but extremely delicate. Some people say that people with thin eyebrows and thin lips are unsympathetic and cold-blooded people. Ni Sheng never believed it. She always said that people with such good looks would become cold and cold.
So, will those ugly people with thick eyes and thick eyebrows be favored by God?
Ju Ang turned sideways and looked at the man through the smoke. Suddenly he felt tired. Over the years, he had seen a lot of intrigues and intrigues in the court, and his armor had become hard enough, but his heart was still there.
I am lost every day.
He sighed, "Your Majesty, it's not that I'm insincere. It's just that the emperor's orders are difficult to deal with. Zhaohua and Nanyun have always been living in harmony, so why would your Majesty do something so extreme?"
Dong Yanqi put down the top cover of the green furnace and said to the hibiscus medicine on the side: "Remove it. It's too strong. The girl will have a headache again if she smells it."
Jin Yao responded, took the medicine pot and left the house. When he walked past Ju Ang, he paused and turned around, "Mr. Ju, please stop taking the medicine now. The moisture in your body has entered your bone marrow. Normally,
Home remedies can't cure it. If you have time, come to my pharmacy and I'll prepare a new prescription for you."
Ju Ang was stunned for a moment, and then he realized that this was the "Medicine Hand Rejuvenation" beside the Ninth Prince, who was known in the world as Yama in the world.
Immediately, he bowed his head and said, "Thank you, Mr. Jin, for your advice." He didn't say whether he was going or not, he just said it, but the etiquette was definitely thorough.
Hibiscus didn't stop for long. She took a deep look at him and glanced at Master Jiu. Then she realized that she was worrying too much, so she took the medicine stove and walked out of the house.
Dong Yanqi walked back to the bed with a smile, "I heard that everyone in the Ju family has integrity, and it's true. Nan Di's three invitations to join the government were rejected. You have learned a lot from your father's integrity.
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"Your Majesty is joking."
He laughed softly, and the wind from outside leaked in, blowing his hair away. His white gown fluttered like a butterfly in the wind. The jade pillow on the couch made his skin moist and beautiful, and his eyes were filled with compassion.
He said, "People with backbone may not be arrogant. The pool in Ju's house is also deep. It's good for you to get out of Ju's house alive. What do you think if Ju's house sets its sights on Princess Nanyun one day?"
?”
He turned his eyes and looked down at him. He raised his lips and asked, "Or rather, what should you do?"
Clearly feeling the stiffness in his body, Dong Yan stopped talking and looked at him quietly.
"No." In the end, even he himself didn't know where that decisiveness came from. He knew better than anyone what kind of place the Ju Mansion was. If the palace was a huge prison, a place that ate people without spitting out their bones, then
Ju Mansion is a tomb of the living dead. They enjoy killing each other and drink blood and peel skin as their survival principle.
In such a place, the person being targeted will only have two outcomes. One, be completely transformed; two, beg to be killed and torn apart.
Dong Yanqi nodded slightly, and the smile at the corner of his mouth was as warm as ever, "Well. Since we are so sure, then we will wait and see."
When Ju Ang left, he happened to run into Dong Nisheng. When he saw the rumored Zhaohua devil, he couldn't help but be a little stunned. The girl in front of him looked about fifteen or sixteen years old at most. She had a flamboyant beauty, which was different from the Ninth Prince.
It was extremely beautiful, but it also had a sinful beauty of its own. Yes, when he saw that face, those two words flashed through his mind uncontrollably.
She also happened to catch sight of him. She hesitated in her forward steps and turned half of her body to look at him coldly.
Ju Ang knew that she recognized him! That night, he came with the intention of testing, but he didn't expect that he would be disturbed by this girl.
He smiled bitterly and lowered his head, waiting for her to get angry and scold her, and maybe even get into a fight if she felt unhappy. But after waiting for a long time, there was no response. When he raised his head, there was not even a shadow in front of him.
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Changed! Such a strong change! Ju Ang sighed inwardly. The mischievous look on his face has now turned into a dark blood red. I really don’t know how such a person can get in touch with Heqin. If she is unhappy, she will kill Nanyun.
It would not be fun if dozens of soldiers came to be buried with him.