Being favored by the paranoid master, the whole imperial capital kneels down

The bustling life of the Chu family was once a hot topic in the imperial capital.

Tracing back to several decades ago, the Chu family went from being the most sought-after prime minister to a declining fortune.

When Zhou married, she took her sister's place in the bridal sedan and entered the bridal chamber, and then when Chu Jingyue and the Crown Prince started to spread rumors, and Nan Chuzheng returned to the Marquis Zhaoyong's mansion...

The Chu family has never stopped providing topics of conversation for the people of the imperial capital.

However, today, Censor Feng heard something different from his servants.

Chu Jingyue, who was said to be in love with the Crown Prince, was actually having an affair with the Tenth Prince?

Looking at the servant in front of him who was describing the situation so vividly, Censor Feng's brows were furrowed so tightly that they could pinch a mosquito to death.

As an upright and incorruptible minister of remonstration, he is a staunch supporter of the prince's party.

Immediately, Censor Feng wrote a letter specifically criticizing the woman Chu Jingyue.

He also wrote down what his servants had heard, that Chu Jingyue was not of the Chu family's bloodline.

At night, everything is quiet.

In Nanzhai, Nanda received news that Censor Feng was writing furiously and composing a memorial overnight.

The Nan family placed spies in every official's home in the imperial capital, and no matter how trivial the Feng Yushi family was, it could not escape the Nan family's intelligence network.

Looking at the news sent by Feng family's spy, Nan Chuzheng couldn't help but smile.

A face as beautiful as a lotus looks even more charming and beautiful.

"What's so funny?"

A magnetic sound was heard, and a figure landed beside Nan Chuzheng.

She handed the note to Nan Chenrao who was sitting on the edge of the bed.

"Chu Jingyue is in trouble."

Nan Chenrao glanced at the note Zheng'er handed over and rubbed his eyebrows.

"The imperial decree granting the marriage between Chu Jingyue and the Tenth Prince has just been drafted."

The Ministry of Internal Affairs didn't even look at the list of candidates for the Tenth Prince's wife.

It all depends on what Nan Chenrao says, and they will say whatever he wants in front of Emperor Bai Jing.

Those eunuchs and servants praised Chu Jingyue to the point that she was the best in the world.

Emperor Bai Jing decided that Chu Jingyue would marry Qin Lang.

The imperial edict was drafted by Nanchen Rao.

At this moment, the eunuch who issued the imperial edict had already gone to the Tenth Prince's Mansion and the Chu family respectively.

"That's good."

Nan Chuzheng felt even happier. Nan Chenrao couldn't wait even a moment, so he just drafted the imperial edict and arranged for the eunuchs to read it out in the middle of the night.

However, the letter from Censor Feng might not be delivered to Emperor Bai Jing within a few days.

As soon as Chu Jingyue and Qin Lang's marriage was finalized, rumors spread that Chu Jingyue had had physical contact with the Crown Prince and the Tenth Prince respectively.

I wonder how lively the imperial capital must be.

Nan Chuzheng had a smile in her eyes. She sat up straighter on the bed and pulled Nan Chenrao's sleeve.

"Master, is Cao Bingde in your hands?"

"Give him to me, I can use him."

Cao was obedient to her parents' orders.

Cao Bingde is the lifeblood of the Cao family, the only son.

Cao had loved Cao Bingde since he was a child and treated him as her second son.

If Marquis Chu had not intended to raise a son for someone else, Cao would have planned to take Cao Bingde to Marquis Zhaoyong's mansion and raise him as the marquis's son.

Nan Chuzheng holds Cao Bingde in her hands and can directly control the Cao family.

However, Nan Chenrao did not respond to her.

"Master, you are always easy to talk to."

Nan Chuzheng's tone softened.

His fingers tugged at Nan Chenrao's sleeve again.

Nan Chenrao raised his eyebrows. In the deep night, he rested one hand on the bed.

He raised his eyebrows and looked at Nan Chuzheng.

Cao Bingde had touched his sore spot, and he had not tortured Cao Bingde enough.

How could we let this despicable thing go so easily?

"He's useless. I've killed him for you."

Nanchen Rao didn't want to let her go, so he found an excuse to deceive Zheng'er.

But Zheng Er, who has always been simple, said anxiously,

"The Patriarch wouldn't do that. He hasn't let out enough anger yet, how could he let someone die so easily?"

He always has to keep people busy for a few days.

The more Nan Chenrao hated or disliked someone, the less likely he would let them die so easily.

Seeing Nanchen Rao tilting his head, pursing his lips and not wanting to speak.

Nan Chuzheng simply stretched out her arms and hugged Nan Chenrao's neck.

"Master, please hand the person over to me~"

"behave in a spoiled manner?"

Nan Chenrao's eyes grew darker, and the corners of his mouth curled up.

"It's no use."

He has received professional training in beauty tricks, and women have no effect on him.

But the next moment, Nan Chuzheng gently pecked his lips.

Nanchen Rao paused, raised his eyes and looked at Zheng'er who had already retreated.

He moved his head forward, chased after her, and pecked Zheng'er's lips again.

Nan Chuzheng quickly retreated and said, "Hand over the person first."

This tactic of playing hard to get tickled Nan Chenrao's heart like a feather.

The color of his eyes was terrifyingly dark.

"People are dead."

He didn't move. He had received professional training, and ordinary honey traps were absolutely useless on him!

If you say you won’t hand over the person, then you won’t hand him over.

Nan Chuzheng was anxious. She tightened her arms around Nan Chenrao's neck and started to speak in a coquettish manner.

"Oh, leave it to me, okay, okay?~~"

She hung on Nanchen Rao's neck, swaying back and forth.

She didn't even realize that her chest was rubbing against Nan Chenrao's body.

Nan Chenrao gradually felt a little dizzy. He stepped back, his eyes moving from Zheng'er's lips to her collar and then down.

Until Nan Chenrao was half lying on the folded quilt, Nan Chuzheng almost lay her entire body on him.

He reached out and put his arm around Zheng'er's slender and soft waist.

The fingers of his other hand poked her lower abdomen.

He whispered in her ear,

"It's not impossible for me to hand over the person..."

He was almost silent, and no one could hear or know what he said in Nan Chuzheng's ear.

I don't know when the bed curtains were lowered.

The gold, silver and iron servants who were serving in the room had already left the house.

The light was dim and I couldn't see anyone clearly.

The other four senses become more acute.

Nan Chuzheng's face flushed and she quickly climbed up from Nan Chenrao's body.

She beat the Nanchenrao,

"Asshole, you, you shameless one."

"How could you do this?"

Nan Chuzheng was both embarrassed and annoyed. Words were simply not enough to describe this moment. She wanted to find a hole in the ground to crawl into.

Was she wrong?

She originally thought that if she let Nan Chenrao tease her, the uncertainty and loss in his heart would be slightly compensated.

She tolerated all his actions and little tricks towards her on a daily basis.

But this time, he really went too far.

He actually, he actually!

Nan Chuzheng's pretty face turned red, and she turned around and jumped off the bed.

The green gauze curtain fluttered in a graceful arc because of her movements.

Nan Chuzheng had just taken two barefoot steps when Nan Chenrao's cold voice came from behind her.

"Come here, find a crime for Cao Bingde and have him beheaded in public at the Meridian Gate tomorrow."

"Nanchen Rao!"

Nan Chuzheng stood outside the tent, blushing and stamping her feet.

"Does it have to be this way?"

"Can't you be less curious?"