Regent, she's here to find fault again

Chapter 113 Chapter 112 Beiming Xuanye: My son petitioned and never returned to the imperial capital

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In the middle of the night, there was silence everywhere.

It seems to be exaggerating that tonight is extraordinary.

Regent House.

Su Chang rested early this morning, and the rest of the mansion went back to their own courtyards to rest after the curfew, no one dared to stay in the middle of the night.

"Master didn't have dinner today, so there's nothing wrong with it?" Although it's hard to play and relax on weekdays, Su You is naturally very worried about his master at this time.

Su Ran's expression was normal, she was making her own bed, and she didn't turn her head when she heard the words, "If you really want to worry, go and see for yourself, are you using my place as a dining room?"

Su You, who was eating melon seeds, paused, and then smiled embarrassedly, "Master looks in a bad mood today, maybe he will beat me up, I dare not go..."

"Then go back to your room, or I can beat you too."

Su Ran looked back helplessly.

After being choked, Su You muttered a few words angrily, and went back to her room with all the remaining melons and fruits.

Tingfeng Pavilion is especially quiet, no one dares to disturb it.

So that no one noticed, just outside the west wall of Tingfeng Pavilion, there was a ghostly figure turning over and entering.

The visitor had excellent lightness kung fu, dressed in black clothes, with a green dragon mask on his face, and came to the corridor on the second floor of Tingfeng Pavilion before a leaf touched his body.

Immediately, he took out a gold-plated, thin and long thing that resembled incense.

After taking out the rosemary, a trace of entanglement flashed in the man's eyes, but it was only for a moment. After making up his mind, he took out the fire pocket.

Wisps of gray-white smoke dispersed, and the man in black immediately poked the smoke into the ventilation window.

In the corridor at night, the voices of men seemed to echo.

"Jang Geum, don't blame me..."

In the room, behind the screen, a small corner bulges on the central bed.

The person on the couch turned over and seemed to be sleeping unsteadily.

Su Changjin closed his eyes tightly, but there were countless gullies between the originally beautiful eyebrows. If you look carefully, you can find that the sweat beads constantly emerging from the corners of her forehead are densely covering the entire face and neck.

Even, she kept shaking her head, and finally murmured something unclear.

Nightmare.

"No, I never thought about that position..."

The man in the dream sat high in the most majestic position. The man who loved to hold her in his arms when he was a child, and praised how smart his daughter was over and over again, was sitting in the high position at the moment, speaking the most ruthless words.

"Xiao Jiu, the leader of the Mongolian tribe in the north has changed significantly recently. It just so happens that he wants to ask to marry my princess. Your sisters are not great, and the father only trusts you. Why don't you watch for me?"

Not great?

So she, who is no more than cardamom, is going to go to the extremely cold place in the north to marry a so-called leader of the Mongolian tribe that I have never met before?
Just to consolidate Beiming's rule?

She is a strong and rich Beiming country, so she needs to be afraid of a barbaric clan, so that she wants to marry her princess as a dowry? !

No one defended her, even everyone, including the courtiers who flattered her when she made great achievements in battle...all were watching her jokes.

"Your Majesty, I recently did astrology and divination, and discovered that Princess Yongye's fate has changed a lot. If she continues to stay in Beiming Capital City, it may cause unavoidable disasters!"

The national teacher stroked his white beard, with a look of embarrassment on his face, but every word was serious.

She in a red dress couldn't help chuckling.

In the past, she was obviously a lucky star who was once in a hundred years in Beiming... Heh.

"Father, sons and ministers petition, stationed in Beiming and the Mongolian border, never return to the imperial capital!"

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　Hee hee, and oh -->
　　
　
(End of this chapter)