Kuai Chuan: Caught again!

"It's my father's fault. Huayang shouldn't argue with him."

"Then how do you want to compensate your son?" Nan Qiao smiled slyly, like a little fox.

"I knew you had bad intentions." The emperor shook his head helplessly, as if he was used to it, "Tell me, what do you want to do this time?"

"Well... I haven't thought about it yet. Father, let me owe it to you first and wait until I think about it."

"Okay, okay...it's all up to you -" The emperor smiled, his face full of doting, and he looked like a loving father.

"Hey, thank you father! By the way -" Nan Qiao suddenly changed his words, turned his head and looked at the person next to him. The person didn't know if he was watching a joke, but he kept smiling on his face.

"This is the newly appointed Prime Minister."

"Wei Chen pays homage to the princess."

Seeing Nan Qiao looking over, the Prime Minister, Song Shiyun, did not panic. He put away the smile on his face and calmly stood up and saluted.

"Prime Minister, there is no need to be polite."

"Thank you, princess." He stood up slowly, without losing any courtesy.

Nan Qiao was far less disciplined than him, and looked him up and down: "Your Majesty, Prime Minister, you are quite good-looking."

"Huayang, don't be rude!"

When the emperor heard Nan Qiao's words, he glared at her gently.

"Okay, Prime Minister, it was Hua Yang who offended me. I hope Prime Minister won't mind." Nan Qiao admitted his mistake quickly.

But Nan Qiao was right, Song Shiyun looked really good.

It is not the time to go to court, so Song Shiyun is not wearing an official robe, but a plain robe. There is no decoration on the whole body. His long hair is only tied up with simple wooden hairpins, and only the cuffs and collar are embroidered. Cloud pattern, straight back, like a green pine, elegant and noble.

His skin is as white as jade, his face is flawless, his brows are sparse, gentle and modest, but his eyes are soft, which gives the immortal-like figure a touch of earthliness. Not only is it not inconsistent, but it is more attractive.

"I won't mind it, Your Majesty. Thank you for the compliment, Your Highness." The corners of his lips were slightly curved, and he didn't mind Nan Qiao's almost teasing words just now. Instead, he accepted Nan Qiao's evaluation without any blame in his eyes.

What a gentle beauty——

interesting.

Nan Qiao's eyes were full of interest. He looked so good, and it must have looked good even if he cried.

"Okay, Huayang, do you have anything else to do?" The emperor seemed to be unable to stand Nan Qiao's staring, and began to chase them away.

"Of course, you have forgotten. You promised to have dinner with your mother today, but you never came. That's why I took over the job and braved the snow to come to you."

The emperor was stunned. He had really forgotten and was busy dealing with government affairs.

I looked at the sky outside and saw that it was completely dark. I don’t know how long it had been since the agreed time. The Queen wouldn’t be angry!

but--

"Then you didn't say it in the first place!" He said a lot of things.

"My son, don't you want to ask for more benefits from you?" Nan Qiao didn't feel guilty at all.

The emperor glared at Nan Qiao again, and then looked at Song Shiyun: "Ai Qing, let's come here today. We will discuss this matter later."

After the emperor finished speaking, he stood up to leave.

"Yes." Song Shiyun nodded in agreement.

"Father, I have thought of what I want. I can choose the address of the princess mansion myself!" Nan Qiao shouted to the emperor before he left the house.

The emperor didn't care at all, but it was not a big deal. He waved his hand: "Yes!"

"Thank you, father, I won't disturb you and the queen!"