The Demon Concubine Reborn: The Prince Regent spoils me obediently!

Chapter 116 The Self-Doubting Ye Ting
Ye Beiming looked at Mu Qianhan, with a hint of worry in his eyes, and whispered, "Did you not pay attention from the beginning to the end?"

She shook her head and said, "I'm so busy, how can I have time to care about these things."

"You are really confused." Ye Beiming nodded his nose and whispered, "Your master is good at medicine. I will take you to him in the evening and let him take a good look at it for you."

Mu Qianhan didn't take it seriously, and said, "It's not a big deal, there's no need to make a fuss."

"No, it's none of your business, so don't be careless." Ye Beiming said immediately.

This is the first time he has categorically rejected her suggestion.
"Ye Beiming, I'm not a child, so don't make such a fuss, okay?" She complained softly.

She is the great general who commands the world's soldiers and horses, how could she become so weak when she comes to him!
"You are just a child with me." Ye Beiming held her hand and said softly.

She has gradually adapted to the warmth of his palm; she has also gradually adapted to his pampering.But she felt a little worried in her heart, if one day she was spoiled by him, what would she do?
"I'm not arguing with you." She withdrew her hand and took out a blueprint from her bosom: "This is the map of the academy that I drew together with Elder Mo, and the list of the martial artists of the academy's master. You go and get me the same The things you said were sorted out and sent to His Majesty, he must be at a loss about the affairs of the academy now."

Ye Beiming looked up at her bun, helped her up, and said, "I'll talk about the memorial later."

Ye Beiming took her to the bronze mirror, took off her hair crown, and placed it on the dowry.She held her long hair with her left hand, and the horn comb with her right hand, and combed it slowly.

Mu Qianhan looked at the figures of the two people printed in the bronze mirror, feeling a little ashamed.

It's really embarrassing for a woman like Ye Beiming to be less handy than a big man like Ye Beiming.

She lowered her head, playing with her belt, and occasionally raised her eyes to see the man behind the bronze mirror, with a hint of shame on her brow.

He skillfully tied up her black hair, and took out a simple silver hairpin from his dowry. On the top of the silver hairpin was a magnolia flower carved from dark green jade. Dust.

Mu Qianhan raised her eyes, looked at herself in the bronze mirror, slightly dazed, she raised her hand to stroke her temples.

Slender hands and bright skin like jade, reflecting green waves, like transparent.

She looked back at him, with a hint of curiosity flashing across her eyes: "How did you have such skillful hands?"

Even more delicate than her hands.

"To take care of you, I secretly practiced!" He returned, picked up the wooden comb and gently combed her hair hanging on her shoulders, a smile flashed across his eyes, and said, "However, I didn't expect you to He's a little fool who can't even tie a silk ribbon or comb his hair in a bun."

Mu Qianhan raised his eyes to look at the person in the mirror, and explained with an innocent face: "I entered the military camp when I was nine years old. Is there a woman around me? Did that teach me this?"

After finishing speaking, she found a very good excuse for herself, and said: "My master has always been by my side, but how can he, a big man, know these daughter's things."

Master, it is very suitable to prevent disasters and blame at critical moments!
"I've wronged Xiaohan." Ye Beiming put down the horn comb in his hand, and came to her, with a trace of distress in his eyes.

"My master is still easy to bully, don't feel wronged." Seeing the pity in his eyes, she immediately said.

Seeing her answering so calmly, Ye Beiming quietly dissipated the pity between her brows.

Although his master is indeed unreliable, he really loves her.

Ye Beiming got up, picked up the drawings and the list she had handed him before, and said, "I'll go to the study to sort out what you just said and send it to the emperor, so that he won't be left alone in the imperial study to think about it."

"En!" She nodded and replied, "Go, I'll wait for you."

"Aren't you with me?" he asked, holding her hand.

His study room belonged to him and her, and he hoped that she could go to the study room with him.

"No." She got up and walked towards the newly added couch in his room: "I'll rest for a while, you go and come back quickly."

Seeing her tired face, Ye Beiming put down the rice paper in his hand, and picked her up by the waist: "Go and rest on the couch."

Put her on the couch, pull over the thin quilt, and said: "Now is different from the past, you must keep warm."

He covered her with a thin quilt, smoothed her hair, and said: "I'll be back soon, you can rest at ease!"

"Yeah!" She responded softly, slowly closing her eyes.

A trace of pity flashed across Ye Beiming's eyes, and she nodded on her brow bone: "Take a good rest, I will go back as soon as I go!"

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After Ye Ting returned to the palace, his mind was full of matters related to the academy...

Didn't he get anxious to drive him away without even discussing the business?

Prince Mu was willing to discuss the details of the academy with his uncle, but he was unwilling to let him participate.Don't trust him yet.

Ye Ting picked up the memorial on the case table and dipped it in ink, but couldn't do anything.

Now that he is fully focused on the academy, how can he see what is written in the memorial?
He put down the memorial, threw the pen back to the pen holder, got up and wanted to go to the Regent's Palace again to ask the matter clearly.

Is it because of Xiao Baiqi's matter that neither of them believed him, so they rejected him?
Even if others don't understand him, Uncle Huang should understand.

He was supported by the emperor's uncle himself to the throne, and he never cared about the dragon chair under his seat.

If the emperor wanted to take back the throne, he would offer it with both hands without any complaints.

Why did you reject him? He is not Shen Yue, let alone wants to be Shen Yue.Why not trust him!
With doubts in his heart, Ye Ting couldn't wait any longer. He even couldn't wait to explain clearly...

He knew that Da Song couldn't do without a strong man. When Mu Qianhan stepped into the hall, although he couldn't understand her arrogant attitude, he still couldn't hide his excitement.

When his father was still alive, he once said: As an emperor, you can be incompetent or ineffective, but you must be able to distinguish right from wrong.

The strong build the country, and the strong protect the country.

As long as the strong are retained and he is willing to stay and protect the country, the weak can also become a generation of sages.

On the contrary, you can only be the king of subjugation!
Just as he was about to open the door, a familiar voice came from outside the door: "Subordinate Zhou Yang will meet His Majesty next time, the prince has a letter."

Ye Ting immediately opened the door and asked, "Where is Uncle Huang?"

"Your Majesty, this is a letter from the prince." Zhou Yang held the letter in both hands and presented it to Ye Ting.

"Pingshen." Ye Ting took the letter from Zhou Yang and asked, "Is Uncle Huang still in the inner courtyard?"

Zhou Yang got up and replied: "My lord expected that His Majesty was uneasy, so he asked his subordinates to bring a few words to His Majesty."

"What?" Ye Ting asked hastily.

Zhou Yang bowed back and said, "Your Majesty, my lord, don't think wildly, and handle government affairs with peace of mind."

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(End of this chapter)