When the full-level boss picks up the zero-level petite bag

Chapter 403 Nine thousand years old, I want to hug (33)

The deer title withdrew his hand, and the old god sat up straight on the ground, looking out of the door unabashedly.

Aware of this scene, Xiao Changxu clenched his fists angrily.

Chu Nanxing walked in with dignified and steady steps, and when he saw the two players playing chess, he shouted respectfully: "The concubine joined the emperor, and I have seen nine thousand years old."

"What is Aifei here for?" Xiao Changxu asked expressionlessly.

Glancing at the title of the deer, Chu Nanxing sat down calmly beside him, and said with a bright smile, "Of course it's for the Emperor to bring some snacks."

Xiao Changxu looked at the delicate-looking pastries in the food box, and thought that Chu Nanxing was flattering him, so he hesitated: "I..."

In the next moment, I saw Chu Nanxing facing the deer title.

She pinched a small piece of plum blossom pastry, brought it directly to Lu Chuan's mouth, and said softly: "Nine thousand years old didn't eat breakfast this morning, do you want to become a fairy?"

Lu Jian happily took it, held her hand and put it in his palm, said with a smile: "I wanted to wait to eat at the empress's side."

Xiao Changxu looked at the lingering behavior of the two, squeezed the chess piece tightly with his fingers, and then slapped the chessboard angrily, "Presumptuous!"

"Your Majesty!" Hearing that the Emperor lost his temper, Li Youquan hurried in from the outside and knelt down to wait for the order.

"The noble concubine has lost her virtue, so she is confined to the Moon Hall and copied the scriptures a hundred times." Xiao Changxu said angrily.

Li Youquan was a little confused, "Your Majesty?"

Why did the imperial concubine lose her virtue?
Chu Nanxing pursed his lips, put down the pastry in his hand, bowed slightly, and said in an aggrieved voice, "Your Majesty, it's my concubine's dim sum that doesn't suit your taste, it's my concubine's mistake."

"You..." Xiao Changxu was so angry that he couldn't get angry. He just felt useless and aggrieved, and wished he could strangle this woman to death.

When Li Youquan heard it, he understood that the emperor even started to criticize such a trivial matter, and it seemed that he was going to deal ruthlessly with the Chu family.

"Since that's the case, the minister will send the imperial concubine back." Lu Xian stood up without any major emotional fluctuations on his face.

"Nine thousand years old, please." Chu Nanxing nodded slightly.

Lubit raised his arm, motioning for her to put it in his hand, "Your Majesty, let's go."

Chu Nanxing's eyes flickered slightly, and he supported his arm with aggrieved but pretending to be strong.

The two walked out of the Hall of Mental Cultivation leisurely, and Xiao Changxu smashed all the porcelain in the hall with his back feet.

Li Youquan couldn't understand the behavior of the emperor, so he could only shout desperately to persuade him.

"Your Majesty is very courageous." Holding Chu Nanxing's hand, Lu Lian was very serious along the way.

Chu Nanxing said angrily, "It was Jiu Qiansui who first touched my hand."

"Is your lady happy?"

"Happy." Chu Nanxing raised the corners of his eyes slightly.

She was so happy, today was the happiest day for her since entering the palace.

"Empress's cakes are delicious." Lu Qian felt that there was still a sweetness in his mouth.

"It was originally made for Jiuqian."

Hearing this, Lubite felt even happier in his heart.

"Do you want to go home, ma'am?"

"No, wait a little longer." After a while, when everything was settled, she would be able to go back in an open and honest manner.

It's just that when the time comes, she may be separated from him.

Chu Nanxing glanced at Lulian, but didn't say what was in his heart.

It was meant to be used in the first place, maybe there was sincerity.

But she couldn't stay in this palace forever.

After sending Chu Nanxing back to Lanyue Palace, Lu Xian went back to his place.

The dark guard followed all the way back, knelt on the ground and reported: "Master, the imperial concubine has met several adults and the fifth prince in private these days."

"You don't need to tell me about these things." Lu Jian lowered his head and took a sip of tea.

He only needs the dark guards to protect Chu Nanxing.

The hidden guard couldn't help but continued: "But the imperial concubine met the most powerful ministers in the court, even Mr. Zhang who was in charge of the imperial guards in the palace, the imperial concubine also met."

Lubit's eyes flickered slightly, "What do you want to say?"

"Master, this subordinate has followed the imperial concubine for many days, guessing that the Chu family probably wants to push the Fifth Prince to the throne, do they need a subordinate..." The dark guard gestured.

Lubit held the purse at his waist, and said in a deep voice: "Your duty is to protect her, and someone else will take care of it."

The dark guard lowered his head: "Yes!"

Lubit rubbed the not-so-exquisite embroidery on the purse, and said in a slow voice: "Imperial Concubine, please don't let me down."

Whatever she wants, he can help her.

Only man, he can never let go.

Moon Palace.

"Your Majesty, what did you say to the emperor today? Why are you punished for copying so many scriptures?" Seeing Chu Nanxing turning his wrist from time to time, Cui Liu said helplessly.

"The emperor disliked the pastries made by the palace, so he punished me." There was still a little court lady eavesdropping outside, and Chu Nanxing couldn't explain it too clearly.

Hearing this, Cui Liu felt a little upset, "The cakes made by the empress are obviously delicious."

The emperor was obviously bullying her mother.

"Well, there are still some on the table, let's eat." Chu Nanxing lowered his head and continued to copy the scriptures.

Cui Liu ran to the table and started to eat the cakes, and said with a smile, "Is the lady still eating? The servant girl has eaten all of it?"

"you eat."

While biting the pastry, Cui Liu turned her head and said to the maid outside the door: "You all go down first, don't disturb the imperial concubine to write."

"Yes."

As soon as everyone retreated, Chu Nanxing stopped immediately, and leaned lazily on the back chair.

Cui Liu looked at her mother with a smile, "If my mother was tired, she might not have copied it."

"After all, we still have to put on a show, otherwise they will go to report the news." Chu Nanxing said helplessly.

"But with Jiu Qiansui protecting her, who would dare to touch the empress?" Cui Liu leaned over, puzzled.

"Silly girl, Nine Thousand Years can protect my palace for a while, but not forever. We rely on him wholeheartedly. If one day he changes his mind, what shall we do?" Chu Nanxing knocked Cui Liu on the head.

"But, Nine Thousand Years Old is very kind to your empress." Cui Liu rubbed her head, feeling a little puzzled.

"It's very good now, but have you ever thought about what will happen in this palace if we lose him?"

Nine thousand years old is so powerful that even the emperor is so angry that he vomits blood and can't do anything to him.

But she is different, if there is no other way out, if one day Nine Thousand Years does not want to continue, she is like an ant, the emperor just needs to move her finger, and she may die without a place to bury her.

So she didn't dare to bet, at least not all of it.

She only hoped that her father and brother's plan would succeed, and maybe she would still have a chance to escape from this deep palace.

"That empress is nine thousand years old..." Cui Liu hesitated to speak.

"You can't put all your mind on things you are not sure about." That way, you will only let yourself stand on the edge of a cliff, in a dilemma.

Chu Nanxing's tone was calm and rational.

There was a moment of silence in Lanyue Hall, and then, a hoarse but indifferent voice came from outside.

"In your mother's heart, is this minister so untrustworthy?" Lu Jian walked in, looking straight at Chu Nanxing with dark eyes.

　Will not abuse, immediately sweet!good night

　　
　
(End of this chapter)