Yao Yue raised her eyes and kissed her red lips: "Are you a Japanese girl?"
Just one sentence made the veins on Komatsu Reiko's forehead jump. She never expected that the other party would despise her so much and ignore her at all.
Taking a deep breath, "I..."
Before Xiaosong Lingzi could speak, Yao Yue closed her eyes slightly and then suddenly opened them: "You are so brave, blackmailing someone to the head of the Zhenguo Duke's house!"
"Blackmailing? What do you mean by blackmailing?" Xiaosong Lingzi was furious. Handu refused to recognize people when he raised his clothes. She did not expect that Princess Anqing would have the same attitude.
Xiaosong Lingzi laughed angrily, rolled his eyes, showed a very flattering look, and said pretentiously: "Princess, you don't know yet, right? Did Han Du tell you that nothing happened between him and me? But But I want to tell the princess that the night we went to Wushan Yunyu together still makes me linger..."
Komatsu Reiko's beautiful eyes did not change at all, and she just listened quietly.
The more Komatsu Reiko spoke, the more enthusiastic she became. However, when she realized that no matter what she said, the princess opposite looked calm and calm, and her desire to continue talking suddenly disappeared.
She couldn't help but shut her mouth, even she herself was not interested in talking anymore.
"Are you done?" Yao Yue glanced at Xiaosong Lingzi.
"Isn't the princess angry?" Xiaosong Lingzi had long known that a Ming princess like An Qing would be angry if her consort had an affair with another woman. As a result, Komatsu Reiko felt lonely.
Yao Yue calmly took a sip of tea and said: "What is this princess so angry about? There is more than just the father-in-law of the Ming Dynasty, and although many of the consorts only married the princess, the ones among them who have been lingering in the brothel all day long are There are quite a few. I just went to a brothel as a father-in-law, what's the big deal?"
"You, you actually think of me as a brothel girl?" Xiaosong Lingzi was angry. No matter how limited her knowledge was, she still knew what kind of place Ming Dynasty's brothel was and who the brothel girls were inside.
Who is she, Reiko Komatsu? The daughter of Emperor Gogeyama and the supreme nobleman of Japan. When you speak, you become the voice of Yu! Countless Japanese people had to kneel down and listen. Unexpectedly, when he came to Ming Dynasty, he was slandered as a brothel girl.
A smile slowly appeared on Yao Yue's face, and she said disdainfully: "Is there anything different? You drugged the father-in-law. I'm afraid ordinary brothel girls can't do it, right? You came to the door without mercy, no? Do you just want some compensation? Tell me how much you want, and I will help you pay for your overnight stay. By the way, did your father-in-law pay you for your overnight stay at that time? "
"You...okay!" Xiaosong Lingzi was extremely angry and subconsciously raised his hand to point at Yaoyue.
After a moment, she suddenly put down her hand as if frustrated, turned around and left the Zhenguo Duke's Mansion in a hurry.
An Qing has been waiting behind the screen wall in the lobby, listening clearly to the conversation between Yao Yue and Komatsu Lingzi. Seeing Yao Yue crushing Xiaosong Lingzi to pieces easily, she immediately clapped her hands and walked out from behind.
"Sister Yaoyue, I really belong to you."
Yao Yue quickly stood up from the main seat and sighed: "It's just because of my sister's reputation."
"Anyway, my sister finally got rid of this Japanese girl. If it were me, I'm afraid it wouldn't be so easy." An Qing said.
"I hope she will be wise enough to retreat." Although Yao Yue forced Xiaosong Lingzi to leave, she saw with her own eyes the look on Xiaosong Lingzi's face when he left, and felt that she would not let it go.
So, she said with some worry: "Princess, I see that the Japanese girl has no intention of letting go. I'm afraid something will happen to this matter."
"It doesn't matter." An Qing waved his hand generously, "After what happened this time, she no longer has the shame to block the door. As long as she doesn't block the door, there won't be any trouble."
Seeing that Princess Anqing knew what was going on, Yao Yue said nothing more. It would be nice to just remind you of some things, but if you talk too much, you will be suspected of turning against the guest.
"Now that it's settled, I'll go back first... I wonder if the princess can bring Han Yao out?" Yao Yue said hesitantly.
Today, when An Qing went to her house in person to take her to the Zhenguo Palace, An Qing brought Han Yao with him on the grounds that he wanted to bring Han Yao to meet her father.
Now that Yao Yue wants to go back, she naturally wants to take her daughter with her.
"She is at my father-in-law's place, let's go together." An Qing said with a smile.
"Ah?" Yao Yue suddenly felt uncomfortable and hesitated for a moment. Under An Qing's sincere eyes, she could only nod: "Okay, okay!"
...
In the morning, Han Du was sitting in the yard.
An Qing walked in with a little girl in hand. Although he already knew that An Qing would bring his and Yao Yue's daughter today, Han Du's heart melted instantly after seeing his daughter's face. .
Han Du already had a daughter like Han Yingluo, so he should be immune to this. But the moment he saw Han Yao, he realized that she was completely different from Han Yingluo. Her face is small, and her delicate facial features are obviously inherited from her mother. But at the same time, Han Du also discovered that there seemed to be a lingering sadness between her eyebrows, which made the child who was originally supposed to be carefree look a little more timid.
Neither Han Du nor An Qing said anything, letting the little girl look Han Du up and down. After a while, the girl made a sweet sound and looked up at An Qing: "Auntie, is he my father?"
"Yes, he is your father. Come on, call me daddy!" An Qing said with a smile.
But Han Yao stared at Han Du without saying a word. No matter how An Qing asked her to call her daddy, she kept her mouth shut tightly.
Han Du saw this and raised his hand slightly to stop An Qing's useless effort. Knowing that the child must be very strange to her when she sees her for the first time, she may not be able to accept it when she is asked to recognize herself as her father.
But Han Du is not in a hurry. Since Anqing has agreed to let our father and daughter meet, we will spend a lot of time together in the future, so just take your time.
Moreover, Han Du was still very confident when it came to handling a child. He reached out and took his daughter's penis from An Qing's hand. With a kind smile on his face, he began to ask her some childish questions.
...By the time An Qing and Yao Yue came together, Han Du and Han Yao had already become close to each other and talked about everything.
"Mr. Gongye." Yao Yue was full of momentum when she faced Xiaosong Lingzi just now, and easily crushed her. But now facing Han Du, she suddenly became like a girl meeting an outsider for the first time, and she was immediately at a loss. Han Du looked at her and nodded with emotion: "Do it!"
Regarding Yao Yue, Han Du's mood was also very complicated. If he said that he was not interested in Yao Yue, Han Du himself would not believe it. But after actually having sex with her, Han Du felt sorry for An Qing.
It is precisely because of this guilt that Han Du insists on never visiting Yaoyue and her daughter.
But Han Du also felt indebted to Yao Yue. In any case, she gave birth to a daughter for herself, and she lived with her daughter outside without any regrets, never complaining. This even made Han Yao a little timid by nature, and her brows were filled with worries about being a father.
Yao Yue heard this and looked back at An Qing. Seeing her nodding slightly, she lowered her head and sat down aside.
"Thank you, uncle."
...
Fengtian Temple.
Zhu Biao inherited Lao Zhu's throne and naturally inherited Lao Zhu's busyness. The large number of memorials almost overwhelmed Zhu Biao. He had just finished reviewing one, and when he looked up, there was another one on the imperial desk. Zhu Biao couldn't see the end of reviewing the memorials.
Even Zhu Biao asked in his mind many times, why are there so many memorials?
The relationship between the Ming Emperor and the officials has become antagonistic since Lao Zhu used Hu Weiyong to dethrone the position of prime minister. After all, Lao Zhu has cut off his ambition of being less than one person among hundreds of officials and more than ten thousand people, so he will naturally be dissatisfied by all officials.
Although officials did not dare to resist Lao Zhu's butcher knife, they also had ways to express their dissatisfaction, and that was to play, play, and keep playing! Even trivial things were reported by hundreds of officials.
The purpose is to tell Lao Zhu that the world would not be possible without civil servants like them!
Unfortunately, what none of the officials expected was that Lao Zhu was not used to them at all. No matter how many memorials they submitted, Lao Zhu, the greatest model worker emperor in history, could review them one by one. Even through these trivial memorials, Lao Zhu learned more about the situation among the people, which simply made those civil servants shoot themselves in the foot!
After Zhu Biao came to the throne, officials' habit of presenting memorials naturally remained. Therefore, despite the large number of memorials piled on Zhu Biao's imperial case, most of them are trivial matters. There are not even one tenth of the matters that really require the emperor to decide.
But even so, Zhu Biao had to read all these memorials one by one. Because he didn't read it carefully, how could he know whether the memorial was about important matters or trivial matters?
However, every time after reading a memorial, he found that it was just talking about trivial matters, and he suddenly had the urge to say "Fuck Mom", and at the same time lamented the difficulty of his father.
"What have Han Du been doing these days?" Zhu Biao raised his hands high and stretched hard, tensing his muscles to the extreme, hoping to relieve the fatigue all over his body.
Whenever Zhu Biao was exhausted, what he wanted to ask most was what Han Du was doing. Because he knew without guessing that for a person like Han Du, who would never stand if he could sit, and never sit if he could lie down, he must be spending his free time somewhere.
After hearing the emperor's question, Wang Yue had a constipated expression on his face.
Zhu Biao waited for a moment, but did not wait for Wang Yue's response. He couldn't help but look sideways at him and asked, "What's wrong?"
