Quick travel starts from tearing apart the plane management bureau

"Go to sleep," Jiuli reached out and pulled the quilt up to cover Jiang San's shoulders, then slowly coaxed him to sleep.

She seemed to be thinking about something. She had learned about the secret letter presented by the imperial physician yesterday and had made a decision. It would be better for her to share the busy and chaotic government affairs with her mother. It would also save her the trouble of leaving the seventy-six male concubines in the harem alone, right?

After Jiang San fell asleep, Jiuli quietly left the Duke Zhenguo's Mansion. In fact, she was very busy these two days.

On the one hand, she had to compete with King Xiang in wits and courage, and on the other hand, she had to deal with Yu Yan's occasional tests. It was a little annoying for her, but it was easy to solve, her fingertips touched the beads.

"King Xiang is right, let's do it this way." Yu Yan glanced at Jiuli and said it contemptuously, but his eyes did not have the slightest trace of old age. Instead, they became more shrewd and sharp.

"There is nothing to report. The court is adjourned." As Yu Yan stood up, the female official beside him shouted loudly and left immediately after him.

"The Queen Mother still values ​​me the most, sixth sister." King Xiang had a proud look on his face. He walked out of the palace in three steps, thinking that it was all thanks to the method given to him by the mysterious man.

Otherwise, she would have been suppressed by her sixth sister. Unexpectedly, in the end, it was the sisters who killed each other. But where are the real sisters in the palace? Today they are friends, tomorrow they are enemies!

"Your Highness?" The last minister spoke cautiously, looking at King Xiang who was leaving with a gloomy look.

"Nothing, just watch," Jiuli waved her sleeves nonchalantly, looked back at the dragon throne, and finally confirmed that it was hers.

After this day, Prince Xiang and Jiuli fought more fiercely on the surface, and the fathers of the two in the harem also went back and forth.

In fact, King Xiang had always been suppressed and had never risen. Yu Yan even instigated discord between them. He did not feel at all that the girl was his own daughter and that they were all trying to seize the throne.

In the Prince of Yan's Mansion, Jiang San, who was picked up by Qingnu, was carefully looking at the palace where he would live in the future.

"Is my wife in the study?" Jiang San looked at Qingnu, who was walking on the left and introducing Prince Yan's Mansion, and asked in a slightly louder voice.

"My lord, do you want to take a look in the study?" Qingnu stopped and spoke with respect in her tone.

Led by Qingnu to the study, Qingyi, who was guarding outside, saw the two people coming from afar and went in to report. She didn't want to get a spanking, as His Highness had already said that.

The husband can come in directly and follow the procedures after notification.

"Why are you here?" Jiuli put down the book in her hand.

"If I hadn't come here, how would I know that my wife hadn't even eaten?" Jiang San came in and took a look at the neatly arranged food on the table, and said unhappily, "What happened?"

"Nothing, not particularly hungry," Jiuli turned her head away. She couldn't say that she had already eaten. It was not good to eat alone.

"You have to eat, too," he handed the box to Qingling and asked him to prepare another portion. "My dear wife, please eat with me."

"Now that you've said that, what else can I say? If you keep me company, I'm sure I'll enjoy the meal very much." Jiuli stretched out her hand and pushed Jiang San next to her, "Sit here for a while."

"Are you tired after walking all the way?" he asked gently.

"The Prince of Yan's Mansion is very big and beautiful, but it's a little short of people," but there's no need to have too many servants, as it would be inconvenient.

"If there's anything you don't like, just tell Qingnu and we'll slowly change it." Even if you don't live there, you can use it as a temporary palace in the future.

"There's nothing I don't like. My wife's arrangement is excellent. I've been wanting to move in," Jiang San thought of the large tracts of crabapple trees in the yard and felt that they would be great after they bloomed.

"This also requires the Duke of Zhenguo to release the person, right? Why are you doing this in secret?" Jiuli touched Jiang San's soft hair.

"That's true. She has been very strict with me these past two days. And since my mistress rarely shows up, she wants to sell me out again." Jiang San's eyes were filled with disgust.

I originally thought that the Duke of Zhenguo was a good person, but I didn't expect that he was so secretive. Wasn't he just treating him as a pawn?

"What did she do to you?" Jiuli held Jiang San's hand tightly. It seemed that she had to teach the Duke of Zhenguo a lesson.

"I didn't do anything, I just wanted me to meet more women out there." Jiang San frowned.

"Don't worry about her. I'll find something for her to do." Jiuli turned the beads in her hand. "You've always wanted to go out and play. Let's go out and have some fun in a few days."

"Yes, but don't you have time?" Jiang San lowered his eyes. He was not stupid and could sense that his wife always came back after he fell asleep and left early.

"These past few days," Jiuli smiled so hard that her eyes disappeared, "The court has matters to do with the King Xiang, and I am idle at home."

"My dear wife, you are the best," Jiang San hugged Jiuli's waist and put his face on her shoulder, "But where do you want to take me?"

"How about going horse racing? There's a very beautiful racecourse over in Xishan," Jiuli pushed Jiang San away slightly and whispered.

"Horse racing?" Jiang San's eyes lit up. "Did you also bring the little Grape that I raised in Taohua Village?" he asked.

"Bring it here. You haven't visited it for a long time." Jiuli couldn't help but want to hold his forehead. What little grape? It's a wild horse. How can it be called such a soft name?

"Then what are we waiting for? Let's go quickly. We can still stay for a while," Jiang San was impatient, but he stopped, "Will it be bad if I don't go back to the Zhenguo Mansion?"

"Let Qingfen disguise himself as you and go back. Don't you want to stay with me for a while?" Jiuli looked dejected.

"Yes." Jiang San hugged Jiuli tightly, "My dear wife, I really want to go back to Taohua Village so that we can be together every day."

It's really boring here. When the men get together, they always talk about the same few topics, either this or that. It seems like they can't agree on anything.

It's so uncomfortable to hear the rules all the time.

"We'll be together every day from now on," Jiuli promised.

"Of course I believe my wife. Just hearing these words is enough. I can try to integrate into this place," Jiang San's eyes flashed with emotion, and the next moment he regained his usual calmness.

He knew that his wife was ambitious and would never stay with him to live in hiding somewhere.

"You, are really," Jiuli helplessly hugged Jiang San who was relying on her like an octopus.

"What is it really?" Jiang San raised his eyes.

"You're such a clingy person," Jiuli tapped Jiang San's forehead, then lowered her head and kissed him between the eyebrows, "I can't let you go," wondering whether she should take him to her side and protect him.

"My wife, don't you like a clingy person like me?" Jiang San laughed even more happily, leaning close to Jiuli's ear, "I remember that my wife liked me to cling to you at night."

"You can even say you like me? That's so shameless." Jiuli seemed to be reprimanding, but it was actually full of indulgence.