The most difficult female boss in history

Chapter 1017 Beidi Messenger

But after thinking about it, the emperor understood that Xiao Mingzhu answered so readily and with a single-minded answer. She may have been given some advice by Ajun before entering the palace. What she said was what Ajun meant.

He couldn't help but glared at Han Yunjun next to him, Han Yunjun was there, his eyes just fell on Xiao Mingzhu, he didn't care that his father's face was already black as the bottom of the pot.

"Ah Jun..." He knocked his teacup heavily on the desk in dissatisfaction.

Only then did Han Yunjun look away, still slightly displeased: "Father, I have already told you, you must believe it or not."

Xiao Mingzhu opened her mouth without any intention of stopping, and said: "Father, that matter is up to him to decide, but I will not change myself because of that matter."

The emperor's hand shook and he almost knocked over the tea cup. He slightly frowned in dissatisfaction: "Isn't it true that the husband is a slave to the wife?"

"Yes." Xiao Mingzhu nodded: "I will try my best, but if I can't keep up, there is no way."

"..." The emperor was stunned for a long time, what is this called?
Han Yunjun hurriedly tugged Xiao Mingzhu quietly, raised his head, and faced his father with the most caring and understanding eyes, "Father, you are in the prime of life, so why rush at this moment?"

"Yes, there are a few princes in the world who successfully succeeded to the throne." Xiao Mingzhu listened to 008 and 038's chatter all day, and she spoke the truth quickly.

At that time, there was no sound in the imperial study room, and Han Yunjun even got up and stood in front of her, blocking the emperor's staring gaze with his body, and took the trouble to himself: "Father...she is right...cough cough ..."

The old trick of relieving all difficulties with a cough, which has not been seen for a long time, has also reappeared.

The emperor's hand shook as he pointed at him, but his anger did not come out. That sentence was indeed the truth, a truth that even Ajun did not dare to tell him directly.

"Okay, what a husband and wife. Get out, get out of the palace, don't get in my eyes here."

Han Yunjun was delighted: "Thank you, Father."

Xiao Mingzhu looked at the emperor's unkind face, and subconsciously said: "Father, you need to clear the fire... um..." How could Han Yunjun allow her to put out the fire with an oil drum, and covered her mouth with his hand, even without courtesy, Pull it up and run out.

emperor:"……"

He was yelling at them to get out, but he didn't let them get out so fast, he didn't even want to stay and have a meal with him?

However, seeing the two of them happily, his eyes revealed a gleam of brilliance. He sighed, took out an imperial decree from the dragon case, and pointed to Duobaoge next to him.Eunuch Cheng carefully opened Duobaoge's secret box, and the emperor hid the imperial decree in it with his own hands, and then Eunuch Cheng restored everything to the original state.

After it was done, the emperor glanced at Eunuch Cheng: "Don't fail my entrustment."

Eunuch Cheng lowered his head and knelt in front of the emperor, gently resting his head on the ground, and said faithfully: "Old slave, remember, I will never hesitate to die."

In the evening, two copies of [-] miles were rushed to the Ministry of War. In order to seek peace on the border, Beidi and Nanjiang sent special missions to Kyoto to marry and propose marriage. All the papers about the establishment of the prince plunged headlong into major issues related to the friendship between the two countries.

Han Yunjing was so angry that he vomited blood again, his face was gloomy: "Why is it such a coincidence!"

Lin Zheng had already convinced Lin Yong, and the rest of the bureau was almost done. It would take another ten days and a half a month, and the establishment of the crown prince would have to be discussed in the court.At that time, no matter whether it is Han Yunjun who is driven out of the market, or Han Yunzhao who takes advantage of the situation, it will be extremely beneficial for him to keep a low profile and recuperate from his illness.

Seeing that Han Yunjing was vomiting blood and laying down on the couch with a pale face, Han Yunmu stepped forward, picked up the pot on the side and poured a bowl of water, and handed it over: "Brother Dahuang, this matter is not in a hurry. , there will still be opportunities in the future. The most important thing right now is that you have to take care of yourself first, and after the Southern Border envoys arrive, I'm afraid there will still be room for you to get tired."

If anyone mentioned the word "Southern Xinjiang" in the past, Han Yunjing would definitely turn against him.

But at this moment, he heard a different meaning from Han Yunmu's words.

That's right, his fiefdom is in South Vietnam, which is close to Nanjiang. When the envoys come from Nanjiang, no matter where they come from, he should come forward to receive them.

Of course, provided his body allows it!

Moreover, if he could marry the saintess in southern Xinjiang, everything would be different.

Han Yunjing's congested heart suddenly became much smoother. He glanced at Han Yunmu, but he didn't take the bowl. He just took a sip from his hand, rinsed his mouth, and spit into the bowl brought by the servant. In the middle, he lay back again, fell on the pillow, and nodded approvingly: "That's right, you and my brothers are of one heart, and we will break the gold together."

Han Yunmu smiled, "Of course." He casually placed the tea bowl on the small table, and a trace of impatience and disgust flashed in his downcast eyes.

Three days later, Beidi's kinship envoy arrived in Kyoto, led by Beidi's third prince, Duanmuhe.

Han Yunzhao was temporarily ordered to receive Duanmu Liangcai together with Lord Ding, and placed him in the post house. After the envoy from Southern Xinjiang arrived, he arranged another audience to discuss the marriage.

Sister Ting mingled in the chaotic crowd and recognized Duanmuhe at a glance as the person she had been watching for several days and hiding in the shabby inn.She continued to hide calmly, waiting for the envoy team to leave, and then dispersed with the people watching the excitement.

Back in the dilapidated house in the outskirts, she gave the dumb boy a few steamed buns with mixed noodles, excused that she was tired and needed to rest first, and only dared to enter the space after entering the room.

Watching her come in, she quietly opened her own level and started to operate. 015 glanced timidly several times before summoning up the courage to say: "Sister Ting, are you still angry with me? That day, I really just want to help you."

"Help me to die?" Sister Ting coldly interrupted 015's confession.

That Duanmuhe is the object of marriage in Han Wanting's diary, so that probably makes sense, why Duanmuhe went to dig Han Wanting's grave.It's just that she has never found any memory of Duanmuhe before marriage in Han Wanting's memory, which makes her very disturbed.

In this world, there is absolutely no love without a reason. Why did Duanmuhe identify Han Wanting?In the original owner's memory, their relationship after marriage was just so-so, and they didn't love to death!
Moreover, she always felt that there was something wrong with Duanmuhe.

When 015 acted recklessly that day, her first reaction was to run away, the farther the better.

Fortunately, 015 acted recklessly after she left the inn, otherwise she would have thought of strangling 015 to death.

015 hurriedly judged; "How come, what do you want, I have to die with you?"

It doesn't understand why Sister Ting is so careful when she can get twice the result with half the effort by doing everything herself, yet she doesn't say anything to it.

They have experienced so many planes together, don't they even have this little trust?
　@参考小主; School is on holiday, it’s on holiday...less time...555...ORZ...

　　
　
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