Chapter 502

Nangong Yan stared at the officials under the hall with a gloomy face, which showed that he was very unhappy at the moment.

Not long after they ascended the throne, these old guys were all eager to play the imperial concubine selection. Hum, on the surface, they said they wanted to open branches and leaves for the royal family. In fact, they all wanted to send the women of their family who were not out of the cabinet to the harem.

Up to now, some people ignore Nangong Yan's anger and come out of the crowd and say, "the emperor is in his heyday, but there is only the queen in the back palace. The selection of a concubine is really urgent."

Nangong Yan looked at him calmly: "I think what Cui Taishi said is not unreasonable."

When Cui Taishi heard nangongyan say so, he thought he had compromised, and he was even more proud.

After all, it's the new emperor. If you can't do something at this time, it won't be so easy to hold it in the future.

"I remember Cui Taishi has a granddaughter. There will be sixteen this year?"

Cui Taishi saw that Nangong Yan took the initiative to mention it and hurriedly said, "the emperor is right. The granddaughter of the old minister has indeed reached the age of coming out of the cabinet..."

Before he finished, Nangong Yan interrupted: "Fu'an drafted a decree for me. Shortly after I ascended the throne, I need someone to pray for my country in the temple. I think Cui Taishi's granddaughter is good. The candidate for praying for my country is determined."

As soon as this remark came out, the emperor was a little cruel. In a simple word, he sent the charming little girl to the temple. The officials inevitably sympathized with Cui Taishi. Now their wishful thinking can't be made.

Cui Taishi who reacted hurriedly knelt down: "the emperor must not!"

Nangong Yan narrowed his eyes and showed a dangerous light: "it's a great good thing to pray for the country. Cui Taishi doesn't want to?"

Cui Taishi froze all over and looked up at Nangong Yan's smiling expression. His heart was half cold. He could only answer with a heartless reply: "Weichen dare not."

Originally, I wanted to take this opportunity to send my granddaughter to the back palace to shine on the lintel, but I didn't think Nangong Yan was so cruel and sent people directly to the temple. Is that where the daughter can stay? Cui Taishi is afraid that his intestines are green now.

Nangong Yan looked at the officials below coldly and said in a dark tone: "there's no need to mention the imperial concubine selection in the future. It's enough for me to have the queen alone. You don't have to make other ideas openly and secretly. I'll tell you the ugly words in front, otherwise I won't blame me for not caring. If there's nothing to do, I'll leave the court."

You huaizhu silently gave nangongyan a thumbs up under the hall. This move is really damaging. It not only makes Cui Taishi empty, but also breaks other people's thoughts. Qingxue doesn't see the wrong person.

Nangong Yan brushed his sleeve and left. His attitude was very firm. In addition, with Cui Taishi as a warning, who dares to send his family to the palace? If they are not in good condition, they will be sent to that corner by the emperor.

Murong Ying has been crying since she came back from the palace. Murong Zhi asked her what happened in the imperial garden. Murong Ying refused to say it clearly, but vaguely said that the queen bullied her by her identity.

Murong Zhi looked at her sister with a headache. She had been spoiled since childhood. Especially after her parents died, Murong Zhi was more afraid of her being hurt, so she gave her whatever she wanted.

But Murong Zhi didn't expect that suddenly a decree came down to punish her to think about it at home. Even her official position was almost lost.

At the thought of this, Murong Zhi's face became very serious: "Yinger is not allowed to provoke the queen in the future."

Murongying heard him mention Ji Qingxue, and there was a nameless fire in her heart: "brother, even if she is the queen, she can't bully people by her identity, and I don't know what the emperor is obsessed with her. What qualifications does she have to be queen?"

Murong stopped looking slightly changed and suddenly shouted, "Yinger must not talk nonsense. If you don't let others listen to such words, you and I will lose our lives."

Murong Ying said carelessly, "my brother is too careful. This is Murong mansion. Only me and my brother can let outsiders listen."

Murong Zhi sighed: "Yinger, brother doesn't know what you think, but the emperor doesn't want to choose a concubine now. Moreover, my parents entrusted you to me before dying. I just hope you can live a safe and happy life, and I don't want you to step into the harem."

Murong Ying kept playing coquettish with his arm: "brother, please help me. I don't believe the emperor will guard Ji Qingxue all his life. As long as you give me a chance, I will make the emperor like me."

Everything that happened that day was deeply imprinted in Murong Ying's mind. Although Nangong Yan slapped her, Ji Qingxue was the only one Murong Ying hated.

Murong Ying has always been arrogant. She believes that Nangong Yan will be unable to stop her as long as it takes time. She is waiting to see Ji Qingxue's miserable appearance at that time.

Murong Zhi looked at his sister's stubborn appearance and suddenly felt a headache. Sister, who's your name? Why do you have to provoke that woman. You don't know that the woman named Ji Qingxue is much more terrible than the emperor.

After going down, Nangong Yan went straight to the Phoenix Palace. Ji Qingxue just coaxed Xun Xue to sleep. He saw that Nangong Yan came in with a bad face.

Ji Qingxue looked at him and couldn't help asking, "why, who provoked you?"

Nangong Yan's eyes sank and said coldly, "it's not the old die hards in the court. I obviously want me to choose a concubine before I ascend the throne. Their wishful thinking is good."

It was for this matter that Ji Qingxue was calmer than nangongyan imagined.

Nangong Yan wondered, "isn't ah Xue angry?"

Ji Qingxue smiled and gently massaged him with soft fingers, just like what he did to Ji Qingxue on weekdays.

Ji Qingxue's fingering is very skilled and moderate. Nangong Yan soon closed his eyes and enjoyed it.

Ji Qingxue's cold voice sounded in his ear: "I'm not not angry, but I'm already prepared in my heart. When you were the Lord, I can take you for granted. Now my husband is the emperor, the emperor of the people of Dayan, and I'm no longer alone."

Nangong Yan Huoran opened his eyes with a thin smile: "listen to ah Xue, do you care about my princess?"

Ji Qingxue's men pressed hard, and Nangong Yan ate pain: "ah Xue, you murdered your husband."

Ji Qingxue changed his appearance of understanding just now, but said in Nangong Yan's ear: "I mean, I can tolerate my husband to divide his time to the people and government affairs, but there is no way to choose a concubine."

Nangong Yan deliberately asked her, "ah Xue, what would you do if I agreed to choose a concubine?"

Ji Qingxue said without thinking, "no, it will make you no longer humane."

Nangong Yan suddenly felt cold somewhere in his thigh. At the moment, he suddenly felt lucky. Fortunately, he didn't promise them, otherwise he would be finished for the second half of his life.