This prince is going to heaven

Chapter 179 The Prime Minister of Great Chu (Please recommend, please collect, please subscribe)

Prime Minister's House.

Shen Linger's eyes were red, and she ran into her room with a face full of grievances. She seemed not to have heard people greeting her all the way, and after closing the door, she threw herself on the bed and buried her head in the quilt, crying up.

The servants saw that her expression was different, so they hurriedly went to the study to inform their master, Shen Yaochen, the current Prime Minister of Great Chu.

I saw that Mr. Shen was 47 or [-] years old, and there were traces of years on his originally handsome face, like a pot of old wine, mellow and melodious.

To say that Master Shen, besides being an extremely human minister, has another identity. When he was young, he had sworn brothers with different surnames with the present emperor, the great general Sima Zongheng. That dragon chair would not have been possible without the desperate help of the two of them.

Therefore, even if the princes of the Tian family saw them, they had to respectfully salute them, and they did not dare to be disrespectful in their words.

At this moment, when he heard the servant say that his precious daughter's expression was not right, he frowned slightly, and he guessed the reason immediately, then got up and went straight to Shen Linger's room.

Miss Ling'er was lying on the bed sobbing, when she heard the knock on the door, she choked up and asked, "Who is it?"

Master Shen heard that something was wrong with her voice, and immediately said: "Ling'er, open the door, dad is here to see you."

When Ling'er heard that her father had come, she was startled. She quickly got up and wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes with her sleeves, and smoothed the wrinkles on her clothes before walking over to open the door.

Mr. Shen went in and saw that his precious daughter's eyes were red and she looked pitiful, so he sighed deeply and said helplessly, "Are you going to see the sixth prince?"

Hearing what he said, Ling'er suddenly felt sore in her nose when she thought of how indifferent brother Xiqiu was to her, and two lines of tears flowed down again.

Seeing that she did not deny it, Mr. Shen shook his head lightly, and said: "I have told you many times, don't go to see the sixth prince again, why don't you listen?"

Miss Ling'er asked with an aggrieved face, "Why?"

"I know you like him, but he's really not suitable for you!"

Shen Linger arched her nose slightly, and continued to ask: "Why is it inappropriate?"

Mr. Shen frowned slightly. He had known the Emperor Da Chu since he was a child. He knew many things, but he couldn't say anything. At this moment, he could only persuade him: "Linger, listen to my father's advice. The sixth prince is not an ordinary person. It is impossible for a character like him to be fettered by a woman's feelings. No matter how much you give him, it is like moths to a flame. You will get nothing, and you will be covered in bruises. I only have a daughter like you , I just want you to marry a good family and live your life safely, can you understand?"

"But...but Linger really likes him, Linger wants to be with him all his life."

After Miss Ling'er said this, a memory image suddenly appeared in her mind.

In the summer of that year, she deliberately threw away the servants who took care of her because of her love of play, and because of her love of play, she accidentally fell into the lake. The boy jumped into the lake and rescued her.

She lay on the ground and slowly opened her eyes. The boy in blue was facing the sun with his back facing the sun. The wet hair on both sides of his forehead was swaying under the orange light, and there was a faint smile on his handsome face. He bowed to her and asked softly, "Girl, are you alright?"

Are you okay, miss?
That day, the sun was just right.

And that exceptionally handsome boy in blue just happened to break into her heart.

Hearing what she said, Lord Shen immediately sighed helplessly. Of course, he understood his daughter. Although her temper was weak, she was indeed extremely cognizant of death, believing that one person is one person.

How could it be possible not to fall for him when he met that extraordinary young man at the age when he was just beginning to fall in love?
"You! Oh!"

Mr. Shen didn't know how to persuade him at this moment, so he could only shake his head slightly and leave with a flick of his sleeves.

After he came out of the room, he said directly to the servants outside: "Lock the room, and without my permission, Miss is not allowed to step out of the room!"

The servant obeyed the order and locked the door. Shen Ling'er was in a hurry, and kept banging on the door and shouting: "Father, what are you doing! Don't lock me up, please, Brother Xiqiu is injured, I still have to go see him ,I beg you."

The last few words were even cried out.

For such a kind and well-behaved little girl to cry so pear blossoms and rain, the servants couldn't bear it.

Lord Shen paused for a moment, shook his head slightly, then stood up and drove away.

Daughter, he is really not suitable for you, and father can only protect you in this way.

Within two days, the news that Han Zhilin was held accountable by the emperor spread throughout Floating Cloud City, but it didn't cause any big waves.

It was like a small stone was suddenly thrown into a calm lake, only a few ripples were caused, and then calm was restored.

Six palaces.

The eldest prince Mu Xiyun stood quietly at the door, waiting for the servants to go in and report.

The sun shone on his body, and along with his gentle and elegant temperament, there was a kind of light that people dare not look directly at.

In fact, with his status, he could go in directly. Naturally, no one dared to stop him, but for some reason, he just stood here and waited, as if he felt that it was a bit impolite.

After only a short while, Han Zhilin walked out slowly with the support of his servants.

Seeing this, Mu Xiyun quickly went up to him and reprimanded him, "Why come out in person when you're all injured? It's really worrying."

Han Zhilin hurriedly cupped his fists and saluted tremblingly, saying, "I've seen Brother Wang."

Mu Xiyun asked him to help him, and said displeasedly: "Brothers, why are you so far away from each other?"

Han Zhilin smiled slightly and said, "Brother Wang is also invited to come to the mansion for a briefing."

After the two entered the study and sat down, the servants hurriedly served hot tea, Han Zhilin said with a smile: "There is not much good tea in the manor to entertain Brother Wang, please forgive me."

Mu Xiyun waved her hand, then picked up the celadon teacup and took a sip, then said: "It's okay, this tea is also very popular with me."

After he put down the tea, he asked again: "Has the injury on your back ever healed?"

"Brother Wang, it's much better, thank you Brother Wang for remembering." Han Zhilin replied with a smile.

Mu Xiyun nodded, and said: "That's good. If it wasn't for the busy work these two days, and I couldn't get away, I would have come to see you a long time ago. Don't be angry because of this."

Seeing his sincere expression, Han Zhilin quickly got up and cupped his fists and said, "Thank you, Brother Wang, I am so grateful that Brother Wang came to see me, why are you so angry?"

The two smiled at each other.

"By the way, in a few days it will be the time of autumn hunting. Every year on that day, Father will take a group of us brothers to hunt, but you are injured at the moment, why don't I go and tell Father, Don't let you go this year, let's cultivate at home!"

The corner of Han Zhilin's mouth raised slightly, but he didn't know what he thought of.

Then he shook his head lightly, and said: "How can the rules of the Tian family be broken by me? Brother Wang, don't cause father's dissatisfaction because of this."

Seeing his insistence, Mu Xiyun nodded helplessly in agreement, but her face was full of unbearable expression.

The two chatted for a long time, and then Mu Xiyun left.

After he left, Han Zhilin gently picked up the teacup and held it in front of him, looked it over carefully, and there was an inexplicable smile on his face.

"Father, you said they all want me to die, do I have to keep them?"

(End of this chapter)