Concubine, don't flirt: His Royal Highness is hiding something

In the main hall of the court hall, Yan Shiqing wore an ice blue and gold silk robe, with a high nose bridge and a warm complexion. He walked in slowly from outside the hall door. The big box came in, and it was full of golden gold, silver and jewelry.

The ministers in the court hall had a golden light in their eyes.

Only Nangong Yan's eyes never moved away from Yan Shiqing's body.It's just two eyes, one nose and one mouth. This temperament is not as good as his. This Yu Qiqi's eyesight is really bad. This is Nangong Yan's inner monologue.

"There are six boxes of such jewels outside the hall." Yan Shiqing bowed back.

"Nanzhao's sincerity, I have seen it." Emperor Yan Jing had a smile on his face, the crown on his head was shaking slightly, his eyes glanced at Nangong Yan, and the smile in his eyes deepened.

After retreating from the court, when Nangong Yan was about to walk down the jade steps, he was called down by the servant beside Emperor Yan Jing, who nodded slightly at him, "Your Highness, the Emperor invites you to go to the imperial study."

Nangong Yan cast a sideways glance at him, and followed him to the imperial study.

"This time Nanzhao paid tribute, and suddenly sent a son here, I'm afraid it has some deep meaning." Emperor Yan Jing sat on the high dragon chair, although there was anxiety in his words, but the hidden meaning in them, Nangong Yan was very concerned Of course.

Nangong Yan frowned, and sneered in his heart, "Then how does the father plan to deal with him?"

Emperor Yan Jing ignored his words, leaned back, and said in a low voice: "Could it be that you came to inquire about my strength?"

He always liked to play charades with him, so he accompanied him in acting, which was a common trick used by their father and son.

Nangong Yan lowered his head as usual, "I can't guess what they are thinking, but Nanzhao is not a rich place, so I donated so much gold, silver and jewelry for the first time. According to my son, this father Yan Shiqing It's better not to let him go. Find a reason to hang him in Yanjing City for a few days, if Nanzhao really has a different intention, it's hard to guarantee that he won't show his feet."

Emperor Yan Jing's eyebrows were stained with satisfaction, and he nodded, "Just do as the prince said."

The cold eyes gradually deepened, and Nangong Yan left the imperial study of Emperor Yan Jing.

After sitting for a while, Yu Qiqi felt dizzy, and when she was about to climb onto the soft couch and lie down, A Jian ran in from the outside, and said to her with a happy face: "Princess, the princess who came from Nanzhao to pay tribute to the Yanjing royal family The envoy has entered Beijing!"

At this moment, her mind immediately became clearer, "Who is here, did you find out?"

"It's the son."

Ah Jian grabbed her hand, with a smile on his face that couldn't stop.

Yu Qiqi's eyes froze, "Brother Qing?..."

"Well, the eldest son lives in the post station arranged by the emperor, can the princess go to see him?" She must have missed her relatives very much after being away from home for more than a year.

"His Royal Highness heard that the Crown Princess has suffered a cold?"

Just as Yu Qiqi was about to nod, Nangong Yan walked in from the outside, his eyes were slightly cold.As soon as he came back from the palace, he came to her side.

Yu Qiqi took a step back, then straightened up and said to him: "It's not your fault."

"Then let the servants add an extra mattress tonight." Nangong Yan walked slowly in front of her, his sharp eyes fell on A Jian, and he heard everything they said just now inside.

Yu Qiqi grabbed A Jian's hand and told her to go out first.

"If you are not afraid that I will pass the wind and cold to you, you can sleep here." Yu Qiqi said nonchalantly.

Suddenly, Nangong Yan grabbed her hand, and the sharp eyes just now were tinged with coolness, "You and I are one body, so naturally you have to bear more as a husband when you suffer from the wind and cold."

His wrist hurt from being scratched, Yu Qiqi frowned, then smiled, "I don't care, I just don't know if your Wanniang is not willing?"

The coolness in Nangong Yan's eyes deepened, "Then tell me, is that brother Qing of yours reluctant?" He squeezed her wrist with more force.

"You are despicable! Brother Qing is just my dear brother!" Hearing the deep meaning in his words, Yu Qiqi's little face turned pale with anger.

"Look at your little face, I don't know if it's from anger or fright, it's so pitifully pale."

Nangong Yan prolonged the ending, stretched out his hand and pinched her face hard, causing a burst of pain on her face, which made Yu Qiqi grin her teeth.