The moldy girl travels through the harem of hegemony: the concubine is hard to love

Chapter 182 Restoring a pretty face 2
An Xiaoqian made it clear that she didn't want to interfere with the government.

But the ancestors are the ancestors after all, and it is hard to disobey the order.

With an order, An Xiaoqian had no choice but to obediently shoulder the burden of governing the court.

It can be described as miserable, An Xiaoqian knows that she is not a high-achieving student at all, let alone whether she has any experience in this field, just the words in the thick materials make her very difficult to understand, let alone what the topics in the booklet are What does it mean...

However, one thing that is gratifying is that because of her idiot, Murong Shenyuan had to be by her side to assist her.

This was the only arrangement that An Xiaoqian found acceptable in the whole unfortunate incident.

The setting sun was setting, and the slanting weak light shone in. The books on the table were plated with a layer of dark golden yellow, and the corners of some books were rolled up, some of them were old, and the air was filled with the fragrance of ink.

A very peaceful evening.

An Xiaoqian propped her head on the table with one hand, and concentrated on watching the man sitting beside her in a daze.

Murong Shenyuan was wearing loose casual clothes, and because the injury was on her left arm, he sat on her left, holding a pen in his hand and circling a book, and said softly, "Li Shangshu from the household department He is the most treacherous and cunning, and his notes are unbelievable... What are you looking at?"

Murong Shenyuan was explaining the political affairs to her with injuries, but when he turned around, he found that she was not listening at all, but was in a daze.

An Xiaoqian came back to her senses, blushed with embarrassment, coughed lightly, settled into a sitting position and continued to listen to the lecture.

His profile was so pretty, she was fascinated by it, because he was injured, so he wasn't dressed neatly, but this kind of him made her feel more comfortable and casual, not as strict as usual.

"Did you understand what I just said?"

An Xiaoqian lowered her head and wrung her hands, neither nodding nor shaking her head.

Because, for this booklet alone, he explained it to her more than five times...

Murong Shenyuan frowned, put down the pen in his hand, "Look for yourself first, then ask me if you don't understand." He stood up and wanted to leave.

Gently pulled his sleeve with one hand, lowered her head, and saw An Xiaoqian frowning and looking up at him pitifully...

(End of this chapter)