The system swallowed an eagle before it digested it

Nangong Hua put down the teacup slowly, and said in a sincere voice: "Master Prime Minister, what do you think about the marriage granted by the Holy One?"

Nangong Hua didn't get straight to the point, and planned to listen to Shangguan Yuande's opinion first. Perhaps it was in the Holy Majesty's expectation that he came to find Shangguan Yuande today.

After all, you still have to be more cautious, and be careful when sailing for thousands of years.

Hearing Nangong Hua's words, Shangguan Yuande was silent for a moment. This matter has been bothering him since he retired from the imperial court. He couldn't figure out what the Holy Majesty intended.

"That girl Xiaomeng is talented and intelligent, and her achievements in the piano are even more limitless. She is more than enough to match with Tang Zheng."

"It's just... the friendship between the Nangong family and the Beishan King is well known in the imperial capital, and Tang Zheng has a close relationship with the Beishan King. In this way, the Holy Master's game of chess may not be aimed at the Beishan King, but you, Mr. Nangong. !"

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Shangguan Yuande's analysis was straightforward and to the point, causing Nangong Hua's expression to change suddenly, and a trace of solemnity appeared in his eyes.

On the way here, Nangong Hua thought of this point. Although the Nangong family tried their best to distance themselves from Beishan King these years, it still aroused suspicion.

The most important thing is that the Nangong family has all the information on the imperial capital, and any troubles can't escape his control.

It is understandable that the Holy Majesty was worried that the Nangong family would secretly contact King Beishan, after all, the threat was too great.

There must be deep meaning in the matter of bestowing a marriage, Nan Gonghua still needs to think more about it, and try to take precautions in advance.

"Mr. Nangong, in this game of chess, it's not you who challenged the Holy Master, but someone else!"

"We're just pawns in it."

The words of Shangguan Yuande made Nangonghua see the situation in front of him a little bit. He couldn't break through the complicated predicament, so he could only ask the old man to take action.

The old owner of Nangong Qinlou, Nangong Qianfeng!

A hundred years ago, the Holy Majesty ascended the throne. At that time, the national teacher Mo Cheng was not mature enough in resourcefulness. Nangong Qianfeng, as the Holy Majesty's think tank, advised the Holy Majesty many times to save the day.

Mo Cheng's current achievements are also inseparable from Nangong Qianfeng's training.

Looking at the Tianyuan Empire, there are very few people who understand the Holy Spirit, and Nangong Qianfeng is one of them.

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The imperial capital, the Nangong family!
After returning, Tang Zheng ran into Nangong Xiaomeng's personal servant girl head-on, holding a bowl of decoction in her hand, which smelled a little pungent.

"Wait, your lady's injury has worsened?"

Seeing the maid faltering, Tang Zheng took the decoction and delivered it to Nangong Xiaomeng's residence in person.

As soon as he entered the courtyard, Tang Zheng saw the beautiful figure in the gazebo, sobbing softly, as if he had been greatly wronged.

The reddish eye sockets were endearing, Tang Zheng retracted his gaze, and vaguely guessed the reason in his heart.

Today in the court hall, in front of civil and military officials, she rejected the marriage offer from the Holy Majesty, which hurt Nangong Xiaomeng virtually.

It's just that Tang Zheng really didn't expect that Nangong Xiaomeng would be so sad. She still has injuries on her body. If this continues, when will it be better?

The sound of footsteps came, Nangong Xiaomeng raised her eyes and looked at Tang Zheng together.

The two looked at each other, the atmosphere changed subtly, and the surroundings were surprisingly quiet.

"you……"

"you……"

The two spoke in unison, but neither of them could speak out smoothly. Nangong Xiaomeng, with a blush on her cheeks, slowly lowered her head.

Seeing this, Tang Zheng put the decoction in front of Nangong Xiaomeng, and asked softly, "How is the injury? Do you want me to show you?"

Nangong Xiaomeng didn't answer, Tang Zheng took it as her consent, and raised his hand to press the pulse on Nangong Xiaomeng's jade wrist.

As soon as the contact was made, Nangong Xiaomeng's delicate body trembled, and she retracted her arms as if she had been electrocuted.

"Angry at me? No way! The majestic Miss Nangong, those who chase you can go around the imperial capital three times. I'm just a poor boy in the northern border, and I've been married. I really don't deserve you!"

Tang Zheng felt helpless, images flashed in his mind, after careful recollection, he owed too many love debts.

If she continues to behave like this, Yun Lan will kill herself sooner or later.

Hearing Tang Zheng's words, a tear fell from the corner of Nangong Xiaomeng's eyes, like a broken pearl.

Tang Zheng felt a little distressed, words of comfort came to his lips, but he didn't know how to say them.

After a short silence, Tang Zheng picked up the soup and medicine and fed it to Nangong Xiaomeng, and said softly: "Drink the medicine first, it will be very bitter when it cools down later. I prepared some candy for you, which one do you like? The one with fruit , floral..."

Suddenly, Nangong Xiaomeng hugged Tang Zheng, and the beauty was in her arms. Tang Zheng only felt his heart beat faster, and his chest was pressed softly.

Nangong Xiaomeng hugged her tighter and tighter, wishing she could blend herself into Tang Zheng's arms, the accumulated sadness and grievances completely broke out at this moment.

Tang Zheng was surrounded by Nangong Xiaomeng's crying, and felt a little uncomfortable. Before meeting him, Nangong Xiaomeng lived a carefree life, and no one could affect her mood.

Ever since he came to the imperial capital, Nangong Xiaomeng's life has undergone earth-shaking changes.

Tang Zheng didn't know when Nangong Xiaomeng's attitude towards him changed. Perhaps it was because when she saw the "Tianxuan Qin" sent by Fang Rong, Nangong Xiaomeng developed a different attitude toward Tang Zheng. affection.

"You...do you hate me?"

Nangong Xiaomeng's sobbing voice completely broke Tang Zheng's defense line. The two of them had experienced life and death in the Eastern Realm, and scenes and scenes appeared in Tang Zheng's mind, lingering.

Tang Zheng gently rubbed Nangong Xiaomeng's beautiful hair, and said dotingly: "How could it be? Without you, it is unknown whether I would be able to come back from the Eastern Realm alive, and it is too late to be grateful. How could I hate you?"

Tang Zheng's words immediately made Nangong Xiaomeng burst into laughter, and her uneasy mood finally calmed down.

Nangong Xiaomeng had inquired about Shangguan Yunlan a long time ago, and she admired her very much in her heart. The more Tang Zheng was like this, the more Nangong Xiaomeng felt that Tang Zheng was a good man!

The love in my heart became stronger and stronger.

"I'm actually not angry with you, I'm just blaming myself. Thinking about it now, Ziyi's choice is not wrong. Instead of asking for a title, it's better to watch you quietly from a distance."

"Tang Zheng, you have to promise me that you will not let Sister Yunlan down. If you have a chance, take me to meet her!"

Nangong Xiaomeng said with a smile.

The tears in the beautiful eyes made Tang Zheng slightly distracted, Tang Zheng nodded and agreed to Nangong Xiaomeng.

When I returned to the other courtyard, it was already late, and the stars were looming.

Tang Zheng called Jin Bowen over and instructed: "I'm going to the National Teacher's Mansion for a banquet. Before I come back, quietly deliver this letter to the second prince. Remember, it must be concealed."

Jin Bowen took the letter and it felt heavy in his hand. After Tang Zheng left, Jin Bowen also started to act.

Mo Yun was waiting at the main entrance early, and when he saw Tang Zheng, the two looked at each other and smiled, and gave each other a big hug.

"I have practiced with Master Li for so long, how is my cultivation? Don't let me down."

Mo Yun chuckled, and a strong mental force enveloped the two of them. Gradually, Tang Zheng realized that the gravitational field was approaching the limit, and it would be difficult for him to deal with it.

Mo Yun's mental strength seems to be stronger than his.

"How? Didn't let you down!"

Mo Yun patted Tang Zheng's shoulder, and the two entered the National Teacher's Mansion. A banquet had already been set up in the courtyard in front of the main hall. Mo Cheng sat at the main seat and waved to Tang Zheng.

"Meet the National Teacher!"

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