Dressed as a super rare female, being chased and pampered by the big guys

Next door, Nian Tu covered the kitten's mouth tightly with one hand and stroked its fur with the other.

Before she, the despised person, could get very angry, the Emperor was really furious. His hair was all blown up and couldn't be smoothed out. He slapped the table with one claw, leaving a deep crack and almost splitting it in half.

In his anger, he did not forget to coax Nian Tu, "That guy is the only son of Marquis Anyuan, a playboy who was raised to be a waste. Don't believe what he says..."

Although he was an uneducated playboy, his father, Marquis Anyuan, was quite capable and held a high position in the court. The gossip that his son heard from his father largely represented the general thoughts of the court officials. Nian Tu knew this very well.

It was impossible to say that she had no emotions at all. She was not a saint, and she was certainly unhappy when her achievements were casually erased and her achievements were disparaged. However, the suspicion of the courtiers was not unreasonable. She was indeed an uneducated person, and she did have an affair with the emperor. From an outsider's perspective, it was normal to misunderstand her.

"Shh, okay...it's okay," Nian Tu said softly to comfort the angry little cat, "I have a way to solve it."

Whether asking the craftsmen of the Zong family to come out and testify for her, or asking Tan Konglin to come forward to clarify for her, the effect is actually very limited. It is impossible to stop the gossips. After all, they all listen to her, and her credibility is not high in the eyes of outsiders.

The only way is to let those who have doubts see her abilities with their own eyes and convince them wholeheartedly.

"After I get back, I want to meet with the people from the Ministry of Industry," she scratched the kitten's chin, "There are some things that need to be handed over to them."

She hesitated for a long time before deciding to use gunpowder, a large-scale lethal weapon. It was not for her own fame, but for Gray Wolf to return home quickly.

This battle has been at a stalemate for too long. Although the imperial court has an absolute upper hand in the confrontation, there is no mercy on the battlefield. As long as Gray Wolf has not returned, she will be worried that he will be injured.

The military threat of gunpowder is not comparable to that of the telescope. It would be inappropriate to entrust it to the craftsmen of the clan. Once there is a noise, people may mistakenly think that the Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion has rebellious intentions, which would add a lot of trouble. It would be more appropriate to hand it over to the Ministry of Works.

Nian Tu was immersed in her work, and her thoughts began to drift away. The little white cat licked her fingertips, as if being coaxed by her, but gave Shunxi a look before leaving the restaurant.

When the door of the private room was knocked, a group of playboys were still drinking and laughing. They were quite impatient when they heard the noise and raised their wine cups to throw at them, "Get lost!"

The knocking on the door paused for a moment, and then a slightly shrill voice sounded, "You are disturbing my master's mood for dinner."

These impolite words were like a fire, igniting the drunkards' anger.

"Who dares to speak to me like that?" Sixth Master pushed the person next to him, "You, go open the door!"

"I want to see who his master is--!!"

As soon as the door opened and he saw the familiar face that seemed to be smiling, Mr. Liu shuddered violently and sobered up a lot.

No matter how drunk or confused he was, he always knew the people around the emperor.

Although the other people present had never seen the emperor and did not recognize the eunuchs in the palace, they could still get a glimpse of something from Sixth Master's reaction and Shunxi's beardless face. They all lowered their heads and felt a chill down their spines.

The quiet air seemed to weigh a thousand pounds, making it hard for everyone to breathe.

The Sixth Master staggered to his feet, but his legs softened and he was about to kneel down again. He put on a smile, but it was uglier than crying, "Your Majesty..."

"The master has already gone back," Shunxi interrupted him, and then turned around and said goodbye without saying another word.

The group completely lost interest in drinking and hurriedly dispersed, leaving the restaurant one by one.

Not long after getting in the carriage, Master Liu heard cheers coming from outside. He opened the curtain and looked out. It turned out that a troupe had set up a stage for an open-air performance. The play they were performing was a classic that everyone knew. The content could be summed up in four words - Trouble comes from the mouth.

His face turned pale in an instant.

There is no shortage of coincidences in the world, but he is very sure that this is definitely not a coincidence.

The carriage stopped at the gate of the mansion, and he stumbled inside, "Dad, Dad..."

……

afternoon.

The weather was clearly still clear, but for no apparent reason a light snow fell. A thin layer of snow fell on the ground and melted in an instant, making the ground wet and muddy.

Marquis Anyuan knelt outside the palace and requested to see the emperor. He felt waves of coldness penetrate through his clothes and into the cracks between his bones, making him shiver.

He gritted his teeth, straightened his back, and cursed his son a thousand times in his heart.

There were countless playboys in Beijing, and he had thought his son was not the most naughty one before. He never expected that he would cause such a big trouble for him today! !

The door suddenly opened, and Marquis Anyuan immediately calmed down and bowed his head, but he heard a puzzled voice coming from above his head.

"My Lord, what is this...?"

He looked up and saw the Minister of Works Lou Ang coming out with a red face. He immediately felt embarrassed and ashamed. He hesitated for a long time before he sighed, "My son is naughty. He got drunk outside and said something rude. He said some disrespectful words to the wife of General Fuyuan..."

This was said with reservation, concealing the specific content and deliberately highlighting Nian Tu's identity.

However, to his surprise, when Lou Ang heard the name "General Fuyuan's wife", he did not share his hatred for the enemy. Instead, he seemed a little excited.

Marquis An Yuan was unable to react for a moment and stared at Lou Ang blankly, watching his expression change several times in a short period of time, so complicated that he could not understand.

Finally, Lou Ang stopped being immersed in his own world, came back to his senses, shook his head at him and said, "That was indeed a bit too naughty."

"The general's wife presented the telescope to us. She is a great hero to the country. How can she be insulted for nothing?"

How could a playboy who made no contribution to the country be worthy of speaking rudely to her? ?

"My Lord, you have served the country with great hardship, but please do not neglect your family. If your children become evil, it will be too late to regret it."

You can scold your own son, but it would be insulting if someone else scolded him. Besides, An Yuanhou was a doting father, and when he heard Lou Ang's words, he was so angry that his nose was crooked.

This old fellow Lou Ang, who clearly hated the beauty who disturbed His Majesty's vision and hearing, why did he suddenly speak up for Nian Tu? !

"My Lord," Shunxi suddenly appeared silently, interrupting Anyuan Hou's gnashing of teeth, and raised his hand to lead him in, "Please."

Suddenly, Marquis Anyuan tensed up and cleared all distracting thoughts from his mind. The only thing left was how to apologize and cry in front of His Majesty.

It was not until he stepped into the palace and saw the woman sitting on the high throne side by side with His Majesty that he almost couldn't control his expression.