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"Anything else?" Jiuli turned the jade pendant nonchalantly, then looked away, her drooping eyebrows and eyes were full of coldness, "You'd better finish what you are saying."

"Then, Your Majesty, please send a letter to ask when the master will return to the capital?" Qingnu said this with great trepidation, fearing that if he waited a moment, an inkstone would hit him, and he would break his head.

You should know that His Majesty had a good relationship with the master before, but things became increasingly tense after the master married an ordinary husband. Perhaps it's because men far away are more fragrant than men near, but now they are fine again.

But God knows how long these two people can be together, plus the husband is very likely the son of Duke Zhenguo Jiang Wan, it makes him feel dark, because the Duke Zhenguo is here to kill him.

Under his name, there is also the Jiang family army guarding one side. Your Majesty, don't you suspect that these two people have been in a relationship before?

People can arrange a marriage for you, but you cannot ask for it.

"Why are you replying?" Jiuli's face darkened. She knew clearly from her memory that this Majesty was most afraid of people coveting the position under him, and would start fantasizing at the slightest sign of trouble.

"Tell His Majesty's people that I'm not feeling well and won't be back for the time being." Jiuli touched the cup, his voice flat.

"I'm afraid His Majesty can't wait any longer," Qingnu lowered her head. She knew with her toes that he wouldn't let his master go back to live a good life, and he might even drag her out to fight with someone.

"What's the news from the palace?" Jiuli raised her eyes. Her face seemed emotionless, but in fact, everything was under control.

"The four nobles are pushing others to secure their favor, fighting openly and secretly," Qingnu paused before continuing, "Your Majesty's new favorite has someone in his heart, and he used Wushisan on Your Majesty."

"The Queen Mother advocated the succession of the elder sister to the younger sister, and secretly pushed for it. The master's second sister acted too radically, so she was adopted out." Qing Nu lowered his head, "The Queen Mother has been urging the master."

"The eldest princess repaired the river and was rewarded with the title of Xiang. The fourth princess remained silent and showed a bit of iron-faced spirit."

"The masters, please surrender to the master and see what the master means." Qingnu said as he burned all the secret letters in his hand.

"It's not the quantity of people that counts, but the quality of them. We need to use every one of them. Fence-sitters are not needed," Jiuli pointed at the table and drew a circle. "As for the queen, there's no need to pay attention to her."

"Yes," Qingnu nodded slightly. This was also the idea of ​​the forces behind her. They wanted to follow a wise leader, which was what they wanted.

However, it turned out that their choice was not wrong.

"What has the Duke of Zhenguo found out? If it's too slow, just give me some hints," Jiuli took a sip of milk tea and looked out the window.

"I haven't found Taohua Village yet," Qingnu hesitated, "His Majesty hasn't issued an order yet. If the master husband returns to the family,

Master, can you bear to stay alone in an empty room?

"As for Zongzheng, I remember that he owed a lot of debts before," Jiuli tapped the table, "Send someone to communicate with him."

"Has the news from the Imperial Hospital arrived today?"

Two eagle cries were heard outside the house. Qingnu walked over quickly and opened the window. A beautiful Saker Falcon rolled its eyes, landed beside the Jiuli table, and raised its claws.

"Yoyo is here?" Jiuli grabbed a handful of dried meat and threw it to the Saker Falcon named Yoyo.

"Tsk." Yoyo ate happily. Qingnu unfolded the note and placed it in front of Jiuli, then took a step back.

'Your Majesty is only five years old, please return home.

The Imperial Hospital presents this with a gentle and respectful attitude.

"Burn it," Jiuli glanced at the Qingnu who was standing by, "The people stationed in His Majesty's palace should pay attention."

Qingnu nodded in agreement, and indeed thought of something deeper.

If the husband does not return to the family, I am afraid that in the future, the master wants to be crowned as the queen? The road is paved. If the legitimate son of the Duke of Zhenguo does not become the emperor's husband, I am afraid that the emperor will not be able to sleep well.

"That's all for today. I don't want to see any casualties. As for the Xintan battlefield, she won't let me down, right?"

The low voice did have a frightening sharpness.

"Don't worry, Your Highness. Our people are watching her. If she makes any mistake, she will sacrifice her life for the country and preserve her reputation." A hint of coldness and determination flashed across Qingnu's eyes.

"That's great," Jiuli nodded and put down the book in her hand. "Of course I'm confident in your ability to do things. I heard that you have a younger sister at home?" Jiuli changed the subject.

"Your Highness, my sister is still young," Qingnu's eyes gleamed with a gleam, "but a woman should establish her career first, and will serve Your Highness until her death."

"Send her to the Imperial College to study. I hope she will pass the imperial examination in the future. Do you understand?" Jiuli said nonchalantly.

"Thank you, Your Highness, for your grace." Qingnu was overjoyed, but she restrained herself very well and swore secretly that she would always put Your Highness first.

Time passed as the two talked, and soon it was night. Taohua Village was completely silent at night. There were no people on the roadside, not even a dog, and no sound at all.

"My dear wife, you finally decided to come back," Jiang San sat on the edge of the bed, his wet hair wrapped in a handkerchief.

"Why haven't you slept yet?" Jiuli naturally took the handkerchief to wipe Jiang San's hair. The internal force of her fingertips flowed along the hair, and the originally wet hair became dry in an instant.

"What else could it be?" Jiang San lay on Jiuli's knees, twirling her hair with his fingertips. "Because I can't sleep without you," he said bluntly. "Usually I sleep with you in my arms. How can I sleep if you don't come back?"

"You still can't sleep? What happened this time?" Jiuli stuffed the person into the quilt and lay down.

There was a creature that nestled into my arms like an octopus.

"Nothing, I just have a bad feeling." Jiang San spoke in a sullen tone, "My dear wife, you have to protect me," and rubbed his head against Jiuli's shoulder.

"I will definitely protect you, so you can just rest assured," Jiuli reached out and touched Jiang San's head.

"That's good," Jiang Sanren squeezed into Jiuli's arms, "Wife, it's getting late, why don't you go to bed early?"

"Look how sleepy you are. Next time, you don't have to wait for me to get better. You can ask me anytime." Jiuli patted Jiang San's back soothingly. "I won't run away, right?"

"Yes," Jiang San agreed, with a satisfied smile on his lips, and fell asleep in Jiuli's arms.

The idea of ​​bargaining for not embroidering the sachet was thrown out of the window and I didn't even think about it.

The sky was covered with a thin layer of clouds in the morning, blocking the sunlight. In the misty air, the people of Taohua Village had already started their early morning work. Qingnu of the Yu Mansion was practicing martial arts with his men in the front yard.

Jiuli had finished boxing and was sitting in the study looking at a geography map.

"Your Highness," the voice of the tutor came from outside the door. Jiuli closed the geographical map, picked up the miscellaneous books beside her, and then said "come in".

"Your Highness is like a dragon that is hard to find, and he is really hard to find." Cui Wanjun sat down skillfully and said in a sarcastic tone.