Concubine Yao, you are too presumptuous!

"Aijia is tired...you let me lean on it, it will be fine..."

Ge Shuping leaned against Yu Yi's body, and Yu Yi could really feel Ge Shuping's breath close at hand, and even the softness against his back, the fragrance that almost surrounded him.

Ge Shuping's head rested on Yu Yi's shoulder. When she opened her eyes, what she saw was Yu Yi's smooth and white side face, which was slightly reddish. Neck, at this time Yu Yi happened to be nervous, swallowing his saliva, the slight movement in his throat made Ge Shuping feel hot all over.

If the thin white neck was bitten up by myself and contained in the mouth, how would it feel?

Ge Shuping was taken aback by her own thoughts, she let go of Yu Yi, she was deeply afraid that if she really continued to hold Yu Yi, her lips would really stick to her neck.

"Thank you, Concubine Yu, I'm tired of mourning, you should go down and rest too!"

Ge Shuping let go of the fragrant and soft embrace, turned around, looked at the table of things that Yu Yi had prepared for her, a stream of warm current flowed through her heart, as if she also felt surrounded by warmth in the winter night.

"Well, the concubine is retiring."

Yu Yi immediately backed away, not even daring to lift her head, because her whole face was burning, she must be as red as a cooked shrimp, she didn't want Ge Shu Ping to see such embarrassment.

Seeing Yu Yi shy like a child, Ge Shuping laughed out loud, and when Tweety came in, he saw Ge Shuping sitting at the table, picking up the herbs that Yu Yi had prepared for her. What, there was still a smile on the corner of his mouth.

"It's been a long time since the Queen Mother smiled like this."

Since returning from the hunting ground last time, until the death of Emperor Wen and the ascension of Emperor Wu, Ge Shuping had always looked tired and sad, and now he finally saw this man with a smile on his face.

"Hmm... Maybe it's because Concubine Yu's medicine is effective, and she feels much better before taking it."

Ge Shuping replied lightly, Yu Yi's fragrance and warmth still remained on her body, as if she was much more energetic.

Tweety choked, she didn't see any of the things on the table that could be effective without eating...

Southern Chu Kingdom, at the bottom of Tianjueya Cliff, Jueyin Pavilion.

Gong Lesi looked at the commissions in her hands, all of them came from Feng Ziye and his minions, and the people on the list were all officials who trusted Nan Qianmo.

"Lesi, did the pavilion master take over these lists?"

Looking at Gong Lesi's pensive look, Zheng Xiran asked, she knew who the client and target were. Feng Ziye did this to hit the six-year-old who had just enthroned Emperor Wu Feng Chengen.

"Well, I have already consulted the Pavilion Master. The Pavilion Master means to see how Nan Qianmo will fight back."

Gong Lesi's tone was still gentle, but she squinted her eyes, sighed, and put the list on the tea table beside her, looking a little worried.

At this time, Zheng Xiran was not happy, and said in a deep voice: "If Nan Qianmo really wants to do something, wouldn't he use my Zhengqi people as sacrifices?"

Zhengqi is the one who kills, if Nan Qianmo wants to take the knife, Zhengqi will bear the brunt of it.

"But you also know that once the pavilion master has decided on something, it is impossible to change it, we can only do as it is."

Gong Lesi said sadly, and handed the list on the coffee table to Zheng Xiran.

"Forget it, I can only follow orders."

When Zheng Xiran took the order and was about to leave, he happened to meet Gong Xueqing who was coming towards him, and his face blushed unconsciously.

"Xiran, are you leaving?"

Gong Xueqing smiled brightly at Zheng Xiran, and Zheng Xiran felt that the displeasure just now had been swept away.

"Ah."

Zheng Xiran just responded lightly, Gong Xueqing giggled, took Zheng Xiran's hand, and said happily: "Come on, let me show you the rouge I just bought, I plan to give it to you, this rouge ah…"

Gong Lesi watched Zheng Xiran and Gong Xueqing gradually walk away, but Gong Xueqing's words with a smile were still lingering in her ears, making Gong Lesi unconsciously think of Shang Zhiyin...

The earth has returned to spring, and it has been three months since the death of Emperor Wen, but the haze hanging over the Southern Chu Kingdom does not seem to have dissipated. Officials were killed one after another in the officialdom, and the corpses were found in their homes. They were skillful, obviously professional killers. .

Nan Qianmo listened to the government behind the curtain, looking at the messy officials below, all talking about worry and worry, Nan Qianmo frowned, she never spoke in the morning, but now she couldn't help it.

"Give Aijia peace."

The voice was not loud, but very cold, making all the officials below return to their own positions, and Emperor Wu frowned, quietly waiting for Nan Qianmo to continue speaking.

"You are all people who have experienced great changes in the court. How can you be so frightened by some Jianghu sects?"

Nan Qianmo not only spoke, but also walked out from Lian Hou, and Emperor Wu also stood up, standing side by side with Nan Qianmo.

Seeing the anger in Nan Qianmo's eyes, the officials immediately knelt down, saying, "The Empress Dowager, calm down.", hoping to calm down Nan Qianmo's anger.

"The Ai family and the emperor have their own way to send a head-on blow to the Jianghu sect. Five days is enough for us."

Where is Nan Qianmo's, who dares to say no, just like this, the noisy morning came to an end.

Southern Chu Kingdom, Imperial Palace, Qianhe Hall.

"Grandmother, what are your plans?"

Feng Chengen sat beside Nan Qianmo, like a tireless student.

"Counterattack."

Nan Qianmo wrote two large characters on the white paper, and then slowly put down the pen.

"Since it's a professional killer, it's accepting the entrustment to act, so why don't we pretend to be the client, lure him in, and kill him in one fell swoop?"

After Nan Qianmo finished speaking, Feng Chengen nodded and said, "But killing the killer is useless, why don't you try to find out who is behind the scenes?"

"Cheng En said it well, it's not that we don't want to look for it, but Aijia already knows who this person is, but since he can entrust a killer, we can't find any evidence, so let's put pressure on the killer and temporarily stop this field killing."

Nan Qianmo continued to analyze, while Feng Chengen continued to nod his head, frowning, as if he was slowly digesting Nan Qianmo's words.

"Grandson has an idea. According to my son's observation, there is no one in the court who intends to rebel. Could it be the prince who is in a different place?"

Feng Cheng'en paused, turned his head, and continued: "And my grandson is very suspicious of Prince Qiao, Feng Ziye."

Nan Qianmo smiled lightly and said, "Why did Cheng En say that?"

"During the prince's rebellion, he was alone and seemed to be happy in Lishang Prefecture, but his behavior was too high-profile, as if he wanted to tell the world that he had no interest in imperial power."

Upon hearing this, Nan Qianmo touched Feng Cheng'en's head with his hand, and said softly, "Cheng'en has grown up, and he understands some things."

Knowing that Nan Qianmo had admitted the accuracy of his guess, Feng Chengen couldn't help feeling a little happy.

"Tomorrow the Ai family will send someone to carry out this matter. The emperor does not need to worry, and he can learn the internal affairs with peace of mind. In this matter, the Ai family will also update you on the progress from time to time, so that you also know what measures to take when encountering these things. "

Nan Qianmo is a perfect mentor, and Feng Chengen is a studious and talented student. Nan Qianmo believes that Feng Chengen will be an outstanding emperor in the near future.

Southern Chu Kingdom, Imperial Palace, Fengluan Palace.

"Let Yunqian and Yuelang take care of it. At this time, when the killer of Jueyin Pavilion comes, kill him on the spot."

Nan Qianmo said in a deep voice that she often seemed very heartless when it came to things that threatened herself and the country of Nanchu.

"My subordinate understands."

Yun Ran nodded, and when she was about to leave, she opened her mouth, as if she wanted to say something, but she always choked in her throat.

"Anything else to report?"

Nan Qianmo asked curiously when he saw Yunran's hesitation to speak.

"Grand Concubine Yao...brought pastries over."

Yunran took out an oil-paper bag from her sleeve, but didn't dare to pass it to Nan Qianmo, wondering if she would take it.

"Did she... say anything?"

Nan Qianmo looked at the oiled paper bag in a daze, and his thoughts seemed to return to that snowy night, that person waited for him all night in the snowy night, just to give him pastries to warm his stomach.

"No, it was her personal maid Ning'er who brought the cakes here, and she hasn't stepped out of Chengtian Palace for a month, and there is a faint sound of qin coming from Chengtian Palace every day. The sound is still there."

Fortunately, the sound of the piano is not loud, and the melody is poignant and moving, otherwise, the concubines near Chengtian Palace would have a fit.

Nan Qianmo gritted her teeth, and said in a low voice, "The Ai family doesn't want to take care of her affairs, just let the Queen Mother go and have a look."

Nan Qianmo resisted the thought of looking at that person, looked at the oiled paper bag Yunran was still holding, and sighed again.

"You can share it with Gong'e."

It's better for Nan Qianmo to quit Gong Xianqing's taste and smell, otherwise, her body and thoughts will involuntarily move closer to her.

"Yes."

Yunran took back the oil-paper bag, walked a few steps, and stopped again, because she still remembered the worried and sad look on Ning'er's face.

"I have one more thing to do."

Yun Ran still couldn't help but tell Nan Qianmo about what she felt.

"What's the matter?"

Nan Qianmo closed her eyes and fell asleep, trying to get rid of the figure belonging to Gong Xianqing from her mind.

"I really don't need my subordinates to send someone to Chengtian Palace to take a look? When Ning'er came, she was full of sadness. I'm afraid... I'm afraid Gong Xianqing is not doing well for her."

Nan Qianmo clenched her fists in her sleeves and dug her nails into her flesh, but her face remained calm and she didn't even raise her eyelids.

"Just let the Queen Mother go."

Nan Qianmo must be cruel, maybe she is also selfish, she doesn't want to mess up her situation in the court because of Gong Xianqing, but her heart hurts like a tear, sometimes if she is not determined enough, she is afraid I have already gone to Chengtian Palace to see that person.

"Empress Dowager, do you... really like her?"

Yunran suddenly thought of Qi Shuang, when she came to look for her that day, when Gong Xianqing was still in the conservatory, Qi Shuang said that she liked a woman, at that moment, she felt a little impatient, and really wanted to know who that woman was. Who is that woman, but afraid to know who that woman is.

Can women and women really be together?

"She... is special to Aijia..."

Nan Qianmo doesn't know what liking is. From the moment she became a queen, she didn't think she would like someone, but Gong Xianqing is special, she will make her heartache, make herself happy, and even listen to When she gets together with Concubine Yu, she will get angry and feel flustered because of her few words, as if all her emotions will be led away. Nan Qianmo is afraid of this feeling, maybe this is because she likes , and this person is also special.