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"Since you are so concerned about the fact that Queen Gu Tongjun has no children, pick out two palace maids and give them to her so that they can give her a pair of daughters." Jiuli said nonchalantly and calmly.

"Yes, Your Majesty is kind and kind, it is her blessing." Qingnu lowered her head, fearing that the world would not be in chaos. She could do this job, but how could two people be enough? How about a few more? Look at the big belly. How can a few people satisfy the desire of the Imperial Censor for a daughter?

"Do you have a loved one? If you have one, I can arrange a marriage for you," Jiuli changed the subject and looked Qingnu up and down.

"I haven't yet, Your Majesty, please don't tease me." Qingnu bravely replied with a look of loneliness in her eyes. She also wanted to marry a husband, but the boy next door was married.

"I'm not a kid anymore, how come?" Jiuli shook her head, "The Queen has prepared a surprise for me later, hey."

"Your Majesty is so lucky." Qingnu listened attentively and thought to himself, I knew from the look of his face that this guy came here just to show off!

This is intolerable, just bear with it.

Jiuli didn't take the single dog's intention into consideration at all, and said it several times in a row, then shut up with interest and let Qingnu go.

Before the hour of You, he put down the memorial and rushed to Guanju Palace. He had been indulging Jiang San for ten years. With his superiors following suit, the custom of favoring concubines and destroying husbands in the imperial court was much less common.

Walking along the corridor in front of Guanju Palace, my pace slowed down, and as soon as I entered the door, I smelled a particularly fragrant scent.

"My dear wife, why didn't you make any noise when you came over? You scared me." Jiang San directed Qing Ling to put the plates in place. He turned around and saw Jiuli standing next to Duobao Pavilion, and blamed her in his words.

"Are you scared?" Jiuli stepped forward and took Jiang San to the table. "What good day is it that today is so rich?"

"It's not a good day, it's just that when I first met my wife, I still remember that she was very beautiful," Jiang San approached Jiuli with a mischievous look.

"You still remember? I thought Jiang Jiang, who was becoming more and more like Guofu, had forgotten him," Jiuli pulled the person over.

"How could I forget? My wife at that time was a benefactor to me, so I must remember her well," Jiang San's eyes were full of light, "These are all your favorite foods."

"Then I have to eat more, otherwise I will be sorry for Jiang Jiang's kindness." Jiuli let go of her hand and said with a smile.

"Of course," Jiang San raised his head proudly.

While eating, they talked about what they had done since returning to Guanju Palace, sharing every detail. Jiuli listened patiently and occasionally offered her own opinions. It was a very harmonious scene.

After dinner, they sat together on the chaise longue.

"My dear wife, the Second Prince and his brothers have reached the age to be together. Do you have anyone suitable?" Jiang San played with the accessories on Jiuli's body.

The second prince here refers to the children of the previous emperor.

"I'll give you an answer tomorrow. You can summon her to the palace. If she has no other opinions, I'll grant her the marriage," Jiuli narrowed her eyes. She didn't think about those bachelors at all.

"My wife is right," Jiang San sighed. The eldest Second Prince is already in his twenties. How could he have a good in-law family?

"I'm sorry to trouble Jiang Jiang to take care of this. As for the other information, I'll let the Qingyi Guards check it out." Jiuli said with a smile.

"My wife is used to ordering people around," Jiang San tilted his head, complaining a little, and laughed again, "Leave it to me, my wife can rest assured."

"I am very confident in Jiang Jiang," Jiuli stroked Jiang San's hair from time to time, "You haven't changed at all over the years, you are still so young and handsome."

"What nonsense are you talking about, my wife? If I don't age, wouldn't I be an old witch?" Jiang San smiled helplessly, "My wife just likes to tease me. She is still so beautiful."

"It seems that we are the most suitable couple." Jiuli tilted her head to look at Jiang San who was spinning the accessories next to her, and took off the accessories. "Do you like it? If you like, take it and play with it."

"Why should I like it? It looks better on my wife." Jiang San put the accessories on Jiuli again, "It won't look good on me, it's more suitable for you."

"It's just a jade pendant. If you like it, it's yours," Jiuli took it off disapprovingly and hung it on Jiang San.

"My dear wife, you will spoil me like this." Jiang San touched the patterns on the jade pendant with amusement and said in a low voice.

"How could he be spoiled?" Jiuli whispered, "It's getting late, go to bed early today."

"Then my wife, carry me over? I ate too much and can't walk now." Jiang San took the initiative to extend his hand, his tone slightly raised,

"Squeamish." Jiuli said, but she picked him up and walked towards the inner room, "Did you really eat too much?"

"No, I just want my wife to hug me." Jiang San hooked his arms around Jiuli's neck, smiled proudly, and put his face close to hers.

"As long as you want, I will hold you every day, even if you are in your seventies or eighties, I will still carry you." Jiuli moved her neck, "Be gentle, I won't lose you, are you using so much force?"

"I know. This is what you, my wife, said. If you can't do it, I will punish you by having to eat without vegetables from now on." Jiang San was speaking into Jiuli's ear.

"I said," Jiuli hugged Jiang San and laid him down, covering him with a quilt, "Have you ever seen me fail to do what I promised you?"

"Needless to say? My wife has done everything she promised," Jiang San snuggled into Jiuli's arms, "This is great."

"I won't leave today and will stay with you," Jiuli skillfully coaxed Jiang San to sleep, and then closed her eyes.

After the next morning court session, Jiuli had a brief conversation with the ministers, registered those who were willing to offer their daughters to be prince consorts, and arranged for the Qingyi Guards to conduct a thorough investigation.

After a quick glance, he found that there was nothing serious wrong with him, and there were not many people who could hide under the Qingyi Guards.

"Go and deliver it to the Queen," he threw the booklet to Kang Song.

"Yes." Kang Song accepted the order and left. Of course he had to do this kind of work himself. If someone else went, wouldn't that be taking his place and showing off his reputation?

Not long after, Kang Song arrived at Guanju Palace and spoke with his back bent. Jiang San just glanced at him twice and didn't look at him any further.

"You give this to His Majesty." He handed the rice paper to Qing Ying, who then handed it to Kang Song.

Kang Song quickly accepted it, completed his task and returned to the front court, thinking to himself that the Queen was really good at playing, was she going to send a letter to His Majesty via carrier pigeons? Tsk, no wonder.

Jiuli seemed to be looking at the memorial seriously, but in fact her mind was not on it at all. Of course, no one noticed it.

"This is," until he saw the memorial written in another language, his eyes narrowed slightly, "Qingnu, pass it on to the six ministers."

"Yes." Qingnu disappeared quickly, then quickly ran back and stood behind Jiuli.