The villain, she fell asleep again

Chapter 392 Let go of that scum 6
Bai Junwei left him a meaningful smile: "Naturally, it's not all by luck that I can get to where I am today."

"His Royal Highness, Shengming, cough cough..." Huo Sijiu's smile deepened, and it seemed that his trust in her was very beneficial.

Huo Sijiu covered the gloom in his eyes by covering his lips and coughing lightly. When he raised his head, his face still had just the right amount of spring breeze.

Bai Junwei smiled, instead of continuing this topic, he reached out and added a piece of chicken into his bowl, and then added a piece to eat himself.

After eating, she nodded with satisfaction: "That's right, it's not bad at all compared to the cooking done by the royal chef in the palace. I'm lucky."

"Her Royal Highness, as long as you don't dislike it." Huo Sijiu said as he picked up the chicken leg and planned to give it to her, but he began to hesitate again halfway.

At this moment, Na Lu came in from the outside, and bowed down to salute her without looking sideways: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty the Princess."

Bai Junwei wiped his mouth with the handkerchief, then took a sip of the tea in his hand and said, "What's the reaction from the palace?"

Na Lu made a sneer: "As Her Royal Highness thought, the courtiers were unanimously opposed, hoping to use this opportunity to elect the emperor to power."

It's a pity that those people are too naive. Her Royal Highness has already unknowingly replaced most of the people in the palace with her own people. How did they succeed?
In addition, the Marquis cooperated secretly and contributed to the flames by the way. I believe that it will not be long before the second princess will confront the emperor.

Before she could finish thinking, she heard a "bang" from the table, which was the sound of the teacup being put down, and Bai Junwei's expression remained normal.

It's just that for some reason, pity welled up in her heart for no reason, and her sixth sense told her that someone was going to be unlucky.

as predicted……

"It's not enough. I don't want someone to reap the benefits when I go back. I'm trapped so deep. Is there any reason not to wet my shoes?"

"Yes, this subordinate knows what to do."

Bai Junwei was full of laziness, just sitting there casually, like an emperor planning a strategy, everything is under control.

Huo Sijiu lowered his eyelids, put down his chopsticks and sat quietly in the wheelchair, his mind was full of what she said just now.

"What are you thinking? Why don't you eat?" After Bai Junwei finished speaking, he turned around and saw him bowing his head in thought.

Hearing her question, Huo Sijiu picked up his chopsticks with a smile: "If Her Royal Highness has anything to do, you can go to Caomin's study to discuss it in detail."

Bai Junwei nodded, and said in agreement: "Then I will trouble the city lord, and I will go to the study with the city lord later."

Huo Sijiu paused, his thin lips slightly raised, and he smiled like a spring breeze, but said in an incomparably sexy way.

"Caomin will know everything and say everything."

"So good."

The two continued to have lunch, the etiquette at the table was full, and the scene seemed harmonious, but both of them were a little absent-minded.

After the meal, the butler came to the front hall with a bowl of dark soup medicine. He was accustomed to Hoss wine, and took the medicine bowl without changing his face and drank it down in one gulp.

Bai Junwei felt bitter just looking at it. She drank this kind of thing a lot, and in the end she still didn't cure her narcolepsy.

Huo Sijiu wiped off the concoction on the corner of his mouth with a handkerchief, stretched out his hand and made a gesture of please, and then took the lead to lead the way.

The two walked through the corridor, and the original pond was already dry, and half of the filling was done, making people completely uninterested in watching it.

As if seeing what she was thinking, Hoss Wine explained in a warm voice: "Since the drought, this pond can no longer support it."

Bai Junwei's eyes flickered. I'm afraid that halfway through the construction, because the workers couldn't bear the heat, the matter would be left alone.

Turning the left hand in front, the two of them came to a slightly remote courtyard, with a bookstore on the left and a study next to it.

"Grassman, see Your Highness the Princess." The two guards at the door stepped forward and knelt respectfully on one knee.

"Get up." Kneeling back and forth, not knowing if his life would be shortened, Bai Junwei silently hypnotized himself in his heart.

they are not human...

not human……

"Yes."

The two guards got up quickly, looked at Huo Sijiu, and seeing him nodding without a trace, they immediately opened the door of the study.

Bai Junwei pretended not to see their interaction, and stepped into the study room first. There was a table and case in the left side, but no chairs.

There is a portrait hanging on the wall, which shows a man and a woman, holding a baby who is still in the swaddling arms, both of them are doting in their eyes.

On the right side of the desk case is a stack of folders, in the middle are books on solving drought disasters, and on the left side are inks that have not yet bloomed.

Bai Junwei reached out to pick up the book and turned a few pages. On the top, he saw the words artificial rainfall, and the bottom was highlighted.

It seems they thought of it together.

Bai Junwei hooked his lips, put down the book casually, and focused his eyes on the painting: "This is the former Duke and his wife, they really look like a man and a woman."

Huo Sijiu clenched his hands on his knees, his warm eyes suddenly dimmed, and his thin shoulders made him look like a child.

He forced a smile on his face, and his voice was faint, but he couldn't hide the sadness: "His Royal Highness is absurd."

Regardless of whether his behavior was true or not, Bai Junwei was already distressed, she sighed in her heart, and turned her back to him.

"When the concubine was alive, she once said that I was a treasure bestowed on her by the heavens, and my birth made her realize the word perfection."

Bai Junwei walked up to the portrait, and stretched out his hand to caress the baby in the painting: "Father is cruel and ruthless. Brother Huang is determined to seize the throne. I just want to live."

What she said was what her father had said, that she really just wanted to live with that woman, even if she used any means.

Huo Sijiu's body shook, and there was a strong sadness coming from her body. At this moment, he was looking at the person in front of him.

Even though he is such a petite person, he can stand out from the imperial palace, a place that cannibalize people without spit out bones, and stand firm with resolute means.

They were never similar, but what he wanted was not only to live, but also to regain the honor of Vinatan and everything that belonged to them.

What's more, she has to personally kill the enemy. Perhaps, she is the turning point of all this, and he has always been good at seizing opportunities.

Huo Sijiu restrained his emotions, and pushed the wheelchair to her side: "I don't know what doubts Her Royal Highness has? Cao Min is willing to share Her Royal Highness's worries."

Bai Junwei withdrew his hand, and followed his words: "Why is the city of Tenoti such a scene when the imperial court allocates funds again and again?"

With obvious surprise on his face, Huo Sijiu pushed the wheelchair to the desk, picked up a stack of folders and handed it to her.

"Caomin played several times, but the excerpts were returned halfway every time. As for the donation that Her Royal Highness said, Caomin didn't know about it."

Bai Junwei turned around and narrowed his eyes slightly, then laughed again: "If you want to use this Palace, you must be prepared to be squeezed out of all your value, Na Lu."

"My subordinate is here." Na Lu quietly knelt on one knee, waiting for Bai Junwei's order.

(End of this chapter)