One touch and one silence

"This old minister Xue Rujun greets His Majesty the Seventh Prince. This old minister has brought my son here today to apologize to His Majesty the Seventh Prince!"

The prime minister originally only knelt before the emperor and not before anyone else, but he knelt in front of Nanzhi yesterday and today.

Nanzhi hurried forward and held the old man. She didn't dare let the old man kneel to her again, as it would easily shorten his life.

"Prime Minister, please stand up quickly. You are so old and have made great contributions to the country. I cannot bear your kneeling."

The prime minister was deeply moved by the Seventh Prince's consideration for him. He did not dare to make trouble, so he could only severely rebuke his son who was standing stupidly on the side.

"Xue Yan, why don't you kneel down!"

Xue Yan knelt obediently in front of Nanzhi. This time Nanzhi did not hide. Seeing Xue Yan who was as well-behaved as her grandson, Nanzhi felt very happy.

That damn boy made you want to kill me all day long. She has been waiting for this scene for a long time.

Xue Yan was also a very honest guy. Without waiting for the old prime minister to say anything, he immediately kowtowed three times to Nanzhi.

"I, Xue Yan, have committed a crime. I do not ask for your forgiveness. If you need me in the future, I will be at your disposal."

Nanzhi said unhappily, "I dare not send you there. I just hope you can be more considerate of your old father in the future. He has served the country and the people all his life. He has never done anything that he feels guilty about, except for you. I don't want the old man to be sad, so I let you go again and again. I hope you will think twice before you act in the future."

"This prince has only one condition."

Nanzhi is not a saint. She would not let go of someone who wants to kill her all the time. She just doesn't want the old prime minister to be left without a successor.

"Your Highness, please speak!"

Xue Yan respectfully waited for Nanzhi's instructions.

"This prince hopes that one day, when the Great Ling Dynasty is in danger, Master Xue will be able to stand up!"

"As for your past affairs in the martial arts world, Master Xue needs to resolve them by himself. From now on, don't let this prince find out that you have the blood of innocent people on your hands again, otherwise..."

Nanzhi's tone was particularly stern, and even though it came from the mouth of a child, no one would dare to look down on her.

The Prime Minister took over Nanzhi's words, and said in an extremely respectful tone, "Don't worry, Your Highness. You don't need to do anything when the time comes. I will kill him myself."

"This prince naturally trusts the Prime Minister's character. It's getting late. The Prime Minister must not have had a good rest yesterday. Your eyes are dark blue. Go back and have a rest as soon as possible. Don't hurt your body."

Nanzhi looked at this man who was obviously not old enough to have gray hair, but now looked like an old man with gray hair. It made people worry.

"Take good care of your father!"

Nanzhi gave an order to Xue Yan, who was still kneeling on the ground.

"Sanqi, send the Prime Minister back for His Highness!"

As soon as she finished speaking, a baby-faced boy appeared outside the door.

"Yes!"

Nanzhi listened to Sanqi's voice and wondered if it was her illusion. Why did she always feel that this person seemed much weaker?

The prime minister saw that it was the young man who ran away with him on his back last night. When this man approached him, he could smell the blood and medicine on him.

When they reached the door, the prime minister stopped the guard who wanted to send him directly back to the mansion.

"Mr. Sanqi, please stay! Thank you for yesterday, otherwise I would not have been able to find my son. I am sorry for any offense, I hope you will forgive me."

"You worry too much. I was reckless yesterday and acted in a hurry. I am sorry for any offense. I hope you will forgive me."

Sanqi felt an inexplicable sadness as he watched the old prime minister bow his head to a small secret guard of his.

This prime minister can be said to be an old man who stands tall in the Da Ling Dynasty. He is a man of iron will and has never bowed his head to others.

Now for my son...

Hey!

He looked at the guy who was supporting the prime minister on the side, and his heart was filled with rage. It was this damn kid who caused his master to be injured. Lord Liu Yue punished him with a hundred military sticks. It was a heinous crime.

As far as he could remember, Lord Liu Yue had never made a mistake.

If he wasn't the only son of the old prime minister, there was no way Sanqi would have endured this loss.

Thinking that the boy's martial arts skills were almost the same as Lord Liu Yue's, he did not insist on sending them back to the Prime Minister's Mansion.

"Then please slow down, Prime Minister!"

Sanqi bowed respectfully to the old prime minister. Then he turned and left. He had to stay by his master's side.

Nanzhi returned to the dining room and continued to eat breakfast. Seeing that Liuyue was not at the door, he couldn't help but feel puzzled.

Ever since Liu Yue came to her side, he has never been absent except when he was helping her with errands outside.

"Shuhua, Shuyue, where is Lord Liuyue?" Nanzhi asked, picking up a bun.

"Your Highness, Lord Liu Yue must be having breakfast as well, and should be here soon."

Shuyue shrank behind him and dared not speak.

When the emperor came yesterday, she and Shuhua led the way and happened to see that scene. When the stick came down, their secret guards didn't make a sound.

I heard Liu Yue asked the nanny to tell them early in the morning not to let His Highness know about this.

Nanzhi was a little surprised to see Sanqi coming back so quickly, "Little Sanqi, why did you come back so quickly? Are they all home?"

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Little Sanqi?

Who is smaller?

"To reply to Your Highness, the Prime Minister did not ask me to send him back. I sent him to the door, and then he let me go back."

Nanzhi understood after thinking about it.

Xue Yan is a very good martial artist, probably comparable to Liu Yue. With him around, nothing will happen to his father for sure.

"Go to the palace and ask..."

"Forget it, it's okay, you can go down!"

Anyway, everything that should be told has been told. As for the rest, if his cheap father does something wrong, it has nothing to do with her, Nanzhi.

As soon as Sanqi left, Liuyue came.

Nanzhi looked at Liuyue's face and felt as if she had put on rouge today.

She had just finished her meal, so she walked up to Liu Yue and looked up at her.

"Master Liu Yue, you put on rouge today! Wow, it looks so good!"

Liu Yue looked at her master's childish words, and there was no discomfort on her face, and then she smiled.

"Yes! It was given by His Highness, so Liu Yue will not let it gather dust."

Liu Yue’s words made Nanzhi very happy.

"I told you! Girls should be pretty, dress up for themselves, please themselves, and delight themselves. How wonderful, right? Yeah?"

Mammy looked at her young master lovingly and agreed repeatedly, "Your Highness is right! This old servant thinks so too."

"Master Liu Yue, next time, if you put a little blush on your cheeks, it will look better. Your face is a little too white."

Nanzhi looked at Liuyue's makeup carefully before making a comment.

"Okay! I'll listen to your highness."

The nanny sighed in her heart. Although she didn't see what happened last night, she heard some of it from the little girl Shuyue.

This is not just powder applied to make her look white, it is obvious that she was seriously injured yesterday. The rouge on her lips is probably just to cover up the lip color.

In the past few days, Mammy has actually roughly understood how these masters and servants get along with each other.