C20 no request (1/2)

”Empress, this humble subject …”

Shangguan Wan smiled in return, walking over to the imperial physician. ”I know this will make things difficult for you, so I won't force you, as long as you know what I'm doing.”

She only wanted to make use of him. If someone spoke up for her, then she would make that man called Nangong Yu lower his temper a little.

When Nangong Yu heard the Imperial Physician's words, he couldn't help but mock him in his heart.

Woman, you're lying again. Do you really think I don't know that you cut your hand on purpose? It is likely to be used to search for such a thing. Ha ha, just what is the use of the Saltwater Chen-Wood? Is it worth it for you to search for it like this?

I sent an imperial physician over just to test you and force you to speak the truth. But now, you're using some lousy flower to fool me.

Nangong Yu's expression was cold and his eyes glazed over.

Xiao Lin walked in with a letter in his hands and presented it to the Emperor.

”Your Majesty, the Imperial Advisor sent this over. May Your Majesty view it.”

Nangong Yu was puzzled. The Imperial Advisor should be returning to the Imperial Court at this time, but he actually sent a letter over. Was there a change?

He hurriedly opened the letter and read through it. Only after reading did he realize that the Imperial Advisor was injured and that he would probably be back a little later.

He put down the letter and touched his forehead. Things were no longer going so smoothly.

If he could, he wanted to find her some salted birch so that she wouldn't have to work so hard.

Woman, oh woman, what should I do with you?

Suddenly, he stood up and left the Dragon Throne. With a calm voice, he said, ”Go, return to the palace.”

Shangguan Wan was not surprised, because the imperial physician must have told her about it. With his personality, it would be strange if he didn't ask.

As expected, the emperor took a sip of tea and said, ”Using blood to nourish the flowers is something I've never heard of before.”

Now that there was no one else in the hall, she didn't need to act. She smiled and said, ”Your majesty has never heard of it, but it doesn't mean you haven't. Nan Yan and Xuan Yue are very far away. How much do you know about the customs there?”

Nangong Yu's index finger knocked on the table, and he couldn't help but nod with a smile on his face, ”The empress has become more sharp-tongued, I am truly ashamed of myself.”

The emperor seemed to be in a good mood. However, he wasn't sure if the Emperor was pretending. After all, his acting skills were on par with his own.

”Your Majesty, there's no need to be ashamed. Since chenqie has married you, then this chenqie will treat everything as the joint possession of a husband and wife. What's there to divide it up with?”

The words made sense, but to him, they didn't sound so real.

Husband and wife, why did husband and wife have to make a fool of each other? This was just a political marriage, and he was acting it out as if it were a dream.