Fake daughters are wealthy

Ye Wangchuan saw that she was thinking about something, looked down at the girl slightly, and said in a low and gentle voice, "Everyone wants to hold a celebration banquet, Master Cheng asked me to ask you if you want to eat something vegetable."

Master Cheng obviously meant to follow Qiao Nian's taste.

Qiao Nian came back to her senses: "I don't choose."

After she finished speaking, she saw the man's raised eyebrows at a glance, with a look of disbelief.

She rubbed the space between her eyebrows, and said speechlessly, "...don't be too spicy."

It was probably because someone's eyes were too focused, which made her restless, she paused again, and explained with one hand in her pocket: "Master Cheng is getting old, eating less spicy food is good for your health. I didn't have much appetite at first, I can’t eat much either. So don’t worry about me~”

Ye Wangchuan saw the seriousness in her expression, so he narrowed his eyes and raised Cen Bo's lips: "OK."

Qiao Nian hummed, thinking about the photo again.

*

At the same time, Nie Qingru returned to her residence.

Just as she parked the car, the butler in the manor was already standing outside the car and said to her, "Queen, Mr. Xue from the Privy Council is here."

What did conservatives come to her for?

"Ah."

Nie Qingru sat in the back row, and waited until someone opened the door for her before she got out of the car slowly, took off the brim of her hat and handed it to the butler, and strode towards the villa.

Every step she takes is extremely steady, with a kind of ambition that does not match her age, even at this age she is still full of energy.

Within a few minutes, she saw the silver-haired old man sitting in the living room waiting for her.

Old Xue is still wearing a Chinese tunic suit that is not new. The handicap design shows that there are oriental elements in it, but the clothes are straight, just not like the people of their hidden family.

It's too low-key!

On the contrary, it feels extremely hypocritical.

Nie Qingru walked past him, sat down on the sofa opposite him, asked someone to make a cup of coffee, and looked up at someone who shouldn't be here.

"What's up?"

She has always been at odds with conservatives, so she doesn't bother to put on airs.

Seeing the servants bring her coffee, Mr. Xue pushed the tea in front of him calmly, and said calmly, "Queen, I heard that the results of the weapons exhibition in the morning have come out, and your brother failed to win the first prize." One, and did not get Mr. Auburn's favor."

Nie Qingru paused as she was about to drink coffee, her gaze became sharper instantly, and she immediately sneered, "Oh, what do you think I am here? What? You came here specifically to mock me?"

It was no surprise that the results in the morning reached the ears of the Privy Council, but she didn't expect that the other party would come to tell her this, which is a bit too presumptuous!

She lost her appetite for coffee in an instant, put the bottom of the cup on the table with a slap, crossed her hands on the table, leaned back, her slightly narrowed eyes had a condescending sense of oppression, and reminded him abruptly: "Don't Forgot, the imperial power is above everything! Even the elders of the Privy Council are not qualified to dictate in front of me."

After she finished speaking, she didn't even want to take a look at the old thing who was ignorant of current affairs, and told the housekeeper: "What are you still doing in a daze. See off the guests!"

The housekeeper was a little embarrassed, he didn't know how to talk to the silver-haired old man, after all, he was one of the elders of the Privy Council.

The queen can have this attitude, but he doesn't dare to drive people away with a stick.

Old Xue really didn't expect her reaction to be so big, he was a little stunned and embarrassed, and immediately got up to hold her back: "Queen, that's not what I came here for."

"I mean, we can deal with Qiao Nian together!"