Dressed as a concubine instead of a concubine

A picture of people living and working in peace and contentment came into everyone's sight.

The painting shows a prosperous city with many people, and everyone is busy with their own affairs.

In the center of the city is the main street, which is prosperous and everyone has a bright smile on their face.

There are many small courtyards around, which are the homes of every citizen.

"Is this... the capital of Nanrong Kingdom?"

The emperor originally thought that she was painting Yuanqing Kingdom, after all, the streets of Nanrong Kingdom were not so prosperous.

But when he saw the tallest palace, Tianyi Gate, he knew it belonged to the Nanrong Kingdom.

"This is the future of Nanrong. I believe that under the leadership of the emperor and the prince, Nanrong will become more and more prosperous, and every citizen will be able to live a prosperous life."

This sentence hit the mark of the emperor's thoughts. There was no war in Nanrong Kingdom now, and it was not inferior to any other country in either literature or military.

However, due to years of war, the people's lives of hunger never improved.

No one could be more heartbroken than an emperor watching his own people starve to death on the streets.

It has long been the emperor's wish to let every citizen live a prosperous life.

"Okay, okay, good."

The emperor looked at the painting and nodded with satisfaction. He had a premonition that this kind of life was about to come.

The emperor, who originally had some grudges against Meng Xiyue, completely lost them when he saw this painting.

When Nan Rongzhi went to Yuanqing Kingdom to propose marriage, she told him that she was going to pick up a woman who could create a prosperous world with him, but he didn't take it seriously.

There was no need for a woman to bring about change in his Nanrong Kingdom, but now he had a feeling that Meng Xiyue might really be different from ordinary people.

Thinking of this, he looked at the eldest prince, the prime minister and others.

"Princess Yong'an, do you have any objections to the fact that it was Master Mo Ran?"

Several people looked at each other, and it was the Prime Minister who spoke up, "Congratulations, Your Majesty. Our Nanrong Kingdom has gained another talented person, and such a young master at that. It's a pity that the princess is a woman, otherwise I would definitely recommend her to enter the Wenlin Academy."

Wenlin Academy is the highest institution of learning in Nanrong Kingdom and also a gathering place for Nanrong’s literati. More than half of the ministers in the court come from Wenlin Academy.

It can be said that Wenlinyuan is the training base for the Chinese literary group in the DPRK.

The prime minister also serves as the president of the Wenlin Academy.

"The prince really has a keen eye. He was able to find Master Mo Ran."

The eldest prince gritted his teeth. Who could have thought that Master Mo Ran was such a young woman.

Although Master Mo Ran is from Yuanqing Kingdom, he is also very respected in Nanrong Kingdom.

Many talented people sighed and said that it would be great if Master Mo Ran was from Nanrong Kingdom.

Therefore, when Nan Rongzhi exchanged five cities for Master Mo Ran, others would only think that the prince was right and would no longer slander his behavior in the slightest.

"Everything is just a coincidence. Perhaps Master Mo Ran is destined to be with our Nanrong Country."

Nan Rongzhi knew that the first level had been passed, and the identity of Master Mo Ran was the highest token.

"Okay, tomorrow I will hold a banquet for Princess Yong'an in Chonghua Palace to welcome you."

Holding a banquet for a foreign princess shows that the emperor attaches great importance to her.

The emperor wants to elevate her status.

The prime minister wanted to refute, but he couldn't find a reason for the moment, so he could only remain silent.

The fact that Meng Xiyue is Master Mo Ran really caught them off guard, and they need to think of another countermeasure.

"Prince, you have not paid your respects to your mother since you came back. Take the princess to pay your respects. She has been talking about you these days."

"Yes."

Nan Rongzhi took Meng Xiyue out of the imperial study.

I saw a man walking towards me. He was wearing a dark brocade robe and a jade crown on his head. He had a slender figure and steady steps. It was obvious that he was a martial artist.

His facial features were sharp and deep, and his eyes stared straight at Meng Xiyue, making her shiver.

How can there be such a cold person?

At this moment, Meng Xiyue understood what people meant by "people who were like ice."

Xie Junyi is also a cold person, but he is more evil and charming, making people afraid that they will fall into his trap if they are not careful.

The man in front of him had an irresistible toughness, as if he would send people to see the King of Hell in the next second if they went against his wishes.

It was the first time that Meng Xiyue felt fear towards a person. The majesty he exuded was even greater than that of Emperor Nan Rong just now.

"Uncle Wang."

Hearing Nan Rongzhi's shout, Meng Xiyue knew that the frightening man in front of her was the King of Zhennan, Nan Rongshen.

"See you, Your Majesty."

Nan Rongshen didn't say anything, just stared at her for a while.

"Have you already met the Emperor?"

"Yes, I am on my way to pay my respects to my mother in the palace."

"Well, go ahead."

With his permission, Nan Rongzi quickly took her hand and left.

The two people who left quickly did not notice that Nan Rongshen had been watching their backs. In the end, he did not enter the imperial study, but turned around and left the palace again.

After the two walked away, Nan Rongzhi whispered, "I told you right, didn't I? My uncle Wang is a devil."

"How old is the Prince of Zhennan?"

The emperor looks to be in his sixties, and this Prince of Zhennan looks about the same age as the eldest prince.

"Uncle Wang is the youngest child of the late emperor. He is almost thirty years older than his father. He seems to be only three years older than Nan Rongxin, so he should be thirty-four years old this year."

Nan Rongzhi calculated the ages of several people. She was considered the youngest among the princes. She was only twenty years old this year. The eldest prince was more than ten years older than her.

Meng Xiyue nodded. The royal family of Nanrong Kingdom was prosperous, unlike Yuanqing Kingdom where the population was declining.

It is normal for the princes to have an age difference of several decades.

"He... is he really gay?"

Thinking of that cold face, Meng Xiyue couldn't help but gossip.

Along the way, she heard Nan Rongzhi say that Prince Zhennan and Bai Yi had that kind of relationship.

Although Bai Yi tried his best to refute it, she felt that Bai Yi still had potential in that area.

But this Prince Zhennan doesn't look like it.

"Who knows if it's true or not? Everyone is spreading it this way, and Uncle Wang didn't object."

Nan Rongzhi was not sure either. "Besides, for someone as old as Uncle Wang, his children can go to school, but he doesn't even have a princess. I heard that he doesn't even have a concubine in his mansion. It's no wonder that some people would have wild thoughts."

"Then this is really possible."

Meng Xiyue found it hard to believe how the cold and cruel Prince Zhennan and the lazy and spoiled Bai Yi could get along with each other.

"Remember to be careful of Uncle Wang in the future. Try to avoid him if you can. We are not his opponents yet, so try not to conflict with him."

Nan Rongzhi warned that her Uncle Wang was unfathomable and no one knew what he was thinking.

"But I want to do business, so I'm bound to take a share of his cake. He won't just kill me, right?"

Meng Xiyue couldn't help but shiver when she thought of his cold expression.