Eighth Ye's Savage Concubine

Chapter 651 Not Interested

As long as Nangong Yiran wants to be emperor, he is willing to be the hero who protects the country and helps him ascend to the throne.

The corner of his mouth raised slightly, and the young man was "slapping" his abacus in his heart. He couldn't think of any reason for Nangong Yiran to reject him.

However, before Nangong Yiran could respond to him, the ministers sitting on one side stood up one after another.

"Master Ke, you are really brave. Do you know that if what you said just now is spread, you will lose your head."

"It's fine for you to be bold, but you actually encouraged His Royal Highness King Qin to usurp the throne!"

"Master Ke, it's in vain that I trust you so much just now, I didn't expect you to be such a person!"

"enough!"

Turning his head to look at the ministers, the young man suddenly shouted.

"My lords, now that the little emperor is ignoring the government, Xiliang is in danger. Only by replacing him with a virtuous person can Xiliang be preserved. You disagree with my actions, do you want to watch Xiliang perish? "

Hearing his words, everyone frowned and remained silent.

They knew that what the young man said was good, but they were still a little unsure about paying attention.

Nangong Yiran saw them quarreling on his own territory, and a trace of displeasure flashed across his eyes.

He slowly withdrew his gaze from them, lowered his eyes, and gently stroked the rim of the teacup with his index finger.

"Replace it? It sounds good, but I'm not interested."

Picking up the teacup, Nangong Yiran moistened his throat.

He looked calm and seemed to lack interest in the throne.

The young man's eyes were slightly open, as if he didn't expect Nangong Yiran to reject his proposal.

"His Royal Highness Qin, I know that you always like to be idle and disdain the throne. But if you don't think about yourself, you should also think about Princess Qin. The little emperor has always thought about Princess Qin. If you don't have power in your hands, you don't have to be afraid... ..."

"What are you afraid of? Afraid that boy Nangong Yishu will be unfavorable to the Prince Regent's Palace?"

Lifting his right leg and stepping on the chair, Nangong Yiran sneered.

"Don't worry, with this king's father here, even if this king gives him a lot of courage, he will not dare to touch the Regent's Palace."

"Now that the regent is still young, His Highness King Qin certainly doesn't have to worry. But the regent is also a human being, and one day he will grow old and die. If at that time, the little emperor deals with the regent's house, what should His Highness Qin do?"

The young man's words were spoken word for word.

Nangong frowned slightly. It's not that he didn't think about what the young man said, but he didn't want to worry about things that haven't happened too early.

Even if Nangong Yishu will really be detrimental to the Regent's Palace in the future, what a big deal, soldiers will block it, and water will cover it.

Worrying too much now will only accelerate his aging.

Thinking about it, Nangong Yiran touched the corners of his eyes subconsciously, as if he was worried that eye wrinkles would appear in the corners of his eyes prematurely.

However, his actions fell into the eyes of the young man, who thought he had listened to his own words.

Slightly lowering his eyes, the young man's expression softened a little: "His Royal Highness, I beg you to seriously consider it."

"Don't think about it, even if this king dies, he doesn't want to be emperor!"

Nangong Yiran waved his hands and answered decisively.

The ministers standing on one side were slightly relieved when they heard his answer, but at the same time, they felt a little more worried.

(End of this chapter)