Back at Zhanyue Residence, Leng Xiao had just gotten up and Ape was explaining to her why the child did not go to the study.
Leng Xiao was drowsy. Although he slept until the sun rose, he still didn't get enough sleep.
Nangong Yitian went in and rubbed her feet first. After she woke up, her feet would always be swollen.
Leng Xiao rubbed her eyes and looked at her husband's frown, knowing that Ming Wudao's matter was probably a bit complicated.
Although Ming Wudao was a famous person with high moral character and high reputation in both the government and the public, the emperor used to respect her very much.
However, respect is only a choice. He can also choose another way to treat Ming Wudao.
He is the emperor, and he can do whatever he wants. Of course, Ming Wudao can also resist, but the price of resistance is sometimes death.
Leng Xiao felt that maybe this time he had torn Ming Wudao off to get out of this muddy water.
She felt a little guilty.
"Don't think too much, the boat will straighten out when it reaches the bridge." Nangong Yitian raised his head and comforted her, they were of the same mind, and he could feel what she was thinking.
"Yeah." Leng Xiao nodded slightly, paused, and then said: "After finishing these things, let's just find a place to live in seclusion. It's really boring in this palace."
"Okay!" Nangong Yitian agreed immediately.
Leng Xiao was slightly startled. She just said this casually. She knew that he had great ambitions and had too many things he wanted to do. How could he accompany her to live in seclusion?
"I'm just saying it."
Nangong Yitian said seriously: "I really have thought about it."
"You are the prince, how can you live in seclusion?" Leng Xiao smiled, "The life of seclusion is actually not easy, it is also very boring. Maybe living in seclusion for a year and a half will be boring to the point of mold growth."
Nangong Yitian also smiled and did not answer, but he had already had this idea.
He does have a lot of things he wants to do, but as long as the New Deal is implemented and slowly gets on track, and his father sees the effects of the New Deal, he will naturally keep going.
As for the candidate for the crown prince, he can be cultivated slowly, but the King of Jin will definitely fall.
Quanlong Palace.
Eunuch Qing had already gone in several times to refill the tea. The people sent by the Queen Mother were waiting outside. Even though they said they came at the Queen Mother's order, they could not enter the palace to see him.
Aunt Wanrong also came in person, but was also turned away.
As for outside the imperial study, the ministers had been waiting for a long time, but the emperor did not come, nor did he send anyone to explain the situation. He just asked everyone to wait.
In the palace, the emperor closed his eyes and rested, his fingers gently clasping the desk in front of him. On the desk, a wisp of agarwood floated faintly, and the faint fragrance penetrated the tip of his nose.
Ming Wudao sat on the chair, silent and with a cold expression.
She has been here for more than an hour, and the emperor only said a few words, and then asked her to think about it, and let her think about it here. After thinking about it, he would give an answer immediately.
In fact, she had no room to think about it. She only had to agree to one path to choose. She was not alone now. In addition to the book boys, there were also people who had connections with her or who had been mentored by her and became officials in the court.
Those people had nothing to do with her, but the emperor's words mentioned them.
She slowly took a sip of tea. When the tea cup was put down, it made some noises. The emperor opened his eyes, glanced at her, and said with a smile: "Sir, think about it slowly, don't be in a hurry, I can wait."
Ming Wudao lowered his eyes and lightly opened his lips, "Your Majesty, can I leave the East Palace?"
The emperor smiled and said: "Why do you want to leave, sir? Since you have come to the palace, you can stay here with peace of mind."
Ming Ming was silent and knew that it was impossible to leave the East Palace. Now that he has said this, he will not let her go.
"I..." Her tone was very soft, but with a bit of indifference, "I don't understand how Israelis deal with people."
