After entering the wrong bridal chamber, I went to farm with the powerful minister

Chapter 1113 Ambiguous Idea
"Go to Nanshan." Fu Ciyi said calmly.

"I want to go to East Third Street."

"What?"

"Just relax." Yan Funing said frankly, "and take a look at the business on the street."

"Nanshan is a good place to relax. It's very beautiful at this time of year. As for business, there's no rush."

"That's my street and my business is mine. You don't care, but I do."

"Don't I have a small stake as well?"

“You also said it was a little bit.”

"If there is a problem with the business, Liu Chengwen will come to find you first. If he doesn't come, it means there is no problem."

"Ah."

Yan Funing finally nodded and agreed to go for a walk in the mountains.

Fu Ciyi then pulled her hand and played with it: "Are you feeling unwell?"

She walked a lot in the palace today, and maybe she was feeling unwell and was in a bad mood.

"A little bit." Her face turned red when she talked about it. "Don't ask about it."

"Okay, I won't ask."

He stood up, took a step forward, carried her away, and sat down again.

"Hey?"

Yan Funing watched helplessly as she was embraced and carried away, and placed on his lap.

"If you sit on my lap, the bumpy ride won't be so uncomfortable." The man explained in a gentle voice.

"No need, I can sit on the cushions and it will be the same."

"How are they the same?" The man ordered outside the car, "Hurry up."

The car speed increased quickly.

Yan Funing was about to leave his arms when the car bumped and she fell back into his arms, unable to control a moan in her throat.

Fu Ciyi laughed softly: "How?"

"You deliberately increased the speed of the car, right?"

"It's a long way to Nanshan. It takes a lot of time to go back and forth. There's also a dinner party in the palace, so we're pretty tight."

"So I said go to East Third Street." Yan Funing's voice became lower and lower, "In fact, sitting on your legs is not as comfortable as sitting on a cushion."

His legs are so stiff, how can they be soft?

"What did the lady say?"

"You have excellent hearing, how could you not hear it?" she asked back.

The man sneered briefly: "I won't let go."

"If you don't let go, then don't let go."

She didn't hesitate, found a comfortable position in his arms, and dozed off.

"Sleepy?"

"A little bit. I want to take a nap."

The car was shaking and she felt sleepy.

"Okay, let's take a break."

He reached out and pulled the blanket beside him to cover her.
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royal palace.

Meng Li followed behind Fu Beimo, muttering, "If I go to see Nan Yao now, will the emperor see me?"

"No." Fu Beimo sneered, "I said you've been whining all the way, and you were the one who begged me to bring you here, why are you whining now?"

Instead of spending this energy, you might as well say a few more words to Nan Yao.

During today's lunch, Nan Yao's eyes kept looking across at the royal seats of the neighboring country.

There were three people sitting on that seat, they were the royal family members of the neighboring country's marriage envoys, Gongsun Sheng, Gongsun Lei and Gongsun Man.

Although Nan Yao was heading in this direction, he paid special attention to the fact that Nan Yao was not looking at someone else, but the prince of the neighboring country.

Could it be that Nan Yao looked down on Ali and instead fell in love with the prince of a neighboring country?

He could only guess this idea in his mind, and it was difficult to tell Ali, after all, it had not been confirmed. What if it was a misunderstanding, wouldn't it destroy the relationship between Nan Yao and Ali?
"Oh." Meng Li responded.

For some reason, he felt particularly uncertain today.

The two of them came to the outside of the Imperial Garden and stopped. "Wait outside first, I'll go find Nan Yao." Fu Beimo looked around, "You must not be caught by the emperor today."

"I know."

Meng Li hid behind the bushes nearby.

Fu Beimo entered the imperial garden.

In the garden, the emperor and empress sat in the main seats, drinking tea and chatting with the guests. Many young men were playing and watching chess, while young women were appreciating the flowers and chatting.

At a quiet table nearby, Gongsun Sheng personally poured tea for the old duke and apologized.

"Ah Man's behavior today was really inappropriate. As her brother, I have the responsibility to teach her. Now I also have the responsibility to apologize to Grandpa Yan on her behalf."

The old Duke took the teacup and said, "My little girl has suffered a lot of grievances since she was young. With Princess Aman like this today, isn't my little girl even more wronged?"

"Princess Rui is the daughter of the Duke's Mansion. Why has she suffered injustice since childhood?" Gongsun Sheng couldn't help but be curious.

"This is a long story, so I won't go into details." The old Duke waved his hand.

"Let's not talk about the grievances." Gongsun Sheng said gently, "I will come to thank you someday. I hope Master Yan will allow it!"

Fu Beimo moved his gaze and saw Fu Nanyao and Shi Yangyang, also appreciating the flowers, with many noble ladies following behind them.

Then he made a sound towards his sister: "Squeak."

Fu Nanyao came over following the reputation: "What's the matter?"

Fu Beimo turned around and left, then glanced at her and motioned for her to follow him. Unexpectedly, she sent Liu Lu to catch up with him.

Liu Lu lowered her voice and said, "Your Highness, the princess said that it is not convenient for her to go with you at the moment."

"Where are you going? Just go out to the Imperial Garden."

"The princess means that she doesn't want to leave the Imperial Garden at the moment."

Fu Beimo also whispered: "Ali is waiting for her, does she know?"

Liu Lu was embarrassed to convey what her princess said: "The princess knows, the princess just said that it is inconvenient for her to meet with Guard Meng today."

"I see."

Fu Beimo sneered and quickly walked out of the imperial garden.

Guard Meng?
Don't ever say that this name was Liu Lu's verbatim retelling of what Yuan Lian said.

Haha, although the name is correct, it always feels weird.

What's even stranger is that Nan Yao seems...

Forget it.

Meng Li, who was hiding behind the bushes, saw Fu Beimo coming out alone and hurriedly asked, "What did you say?"

"She's very busy today. I'll bring you here another day."

"That's fine." Meng Li said in a sad voice, "As a princess, I'm naturally busy during the period of communication between the two countries."
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On the other side, when Yan Funing woke up, the car had already stopped at the foot of Nanshan Mountain, and she was still in Fu Ciyi's arms.

"Well, sir, when did we get here?"

"Just arrived a while ago." Fu Ciyi asked gently, "Did you get enough sleep?"

"Ah."

Yan Funing stretched and was about to get off him when she found that both her legs were numb.

"I will probably have to sit on my husband's lap for a while. My legs are too numb to stand up."

"I'll rub it for you."

As he spoke, his palm was already pressing on her leg.

"Rubbing it is useless. It must be because I have been sleeping in the same position for too long. Even my butt is numb."

"Madam, what you mean is that you want the buttocks as well..."

Yan Funing immediately covered his mouth: "I didn't mean that!"

His voice still had the sound of someone just waking up from sleep, which made people's hearts skip a beat.

Fu Ciyi was in a much better mood. While he was massaging her slowly, he instructed, "Xinheng, please go back to the palace. Let Caiyu and the others come to make arrangements. The prince and the princess will rest in Nanshan tonight."

"Yes, Your Highness."

Outside the car, Li Xinheng responded and left.

Inside the car, Yan Funing was shocked: "Who wants to rest with you in Nanshan?"

"There are hot springs in Nanshan, which are good for healing." He leaned close to her ear and said, "It is said that doing things in the hot springs is a different experience."

The man's clear and ambiguous breath sprayed on her ears. Yan Funing's heart was pounding. Her legs were numb and she couldn't move. She could only guess with gritted teeth: "Is this your idea to take me to Nanshan?"