Kuai Chuan: Caught again!

"Why is the Prime Minister so anxious? It's like he's being chased by a dog."

As soon as he left the palace, Song Shiyun hurried to Nan Qiao's house. In the dead of winter, he was sweating all over. There was a thin layer of sweat beads on his forehead. His clothes were messed up. His usual calmness was completely gone. appearance.

Nan Qiao looked at it and couldn't help but tease.

"Your Highness!" Song Shiyun called, but did not respond to Nan Qiao's teasing.

The expression on his face was anxious and worried.

"What's wrong?" Nan Qiao looked at him and smiled, as if he really couldn't see anything.

Song Shiyun looked at Nan Qiao's expression, and what he wanted to say suddenly got stuck in his throat.

There were many people from Nan Qiao in the court, both covertly and covertly. Naturally, Nan Qiao couldn't hide what happened.

But she...

"Your Highness has expected it."

This is not a question, it is an affirmation.

"What is Prime Minister referring to?" Nan Qiao raised his eyebrows.

"...and get married."

Song Shiyun squeezed these two words out of his mouth.

Seeing that Song Shiyun was still out of breath, Nan Qiao was not in a hurry to answer him. He pulled him to sit down and made him a cup of hot tea himself.

The dense water vapor floated gently, making Song Shiyun's vision blurred for a moment.

Nan Qiao also poured himself a glass and took a shallow sip.

"This matter of marriage has actually started since the emperor's grandfather."

Pushing forward further, it was the time when Daxia was most prosperous, but this kind of thing did not happen.

"Daxia seems to be prosperous, but its shortcomings are still very obvious. It is good in all aspects, except for the use of force. But the surrounding ethnic groups are all good at force. The prime minister is in the court, so he should be very clear."

"It doesn't take much. If you push it forward one generation, you will already be using money to fill the gaps."

"But in the end, money is not everything, and the system that has lasted for nearly a hundred years cannot be changed in a short time. Father, the emperor has actually changed, but it still doesn't work."

"And the movements at the border, big and small, never stop. It's just a matter of time."

"But, in my generation, there is only one princess." Nan Qiao took another sip of tea.

"No matter how stupid I am, I should still be able to guess."

"This time, the weak Northern Qiang came to ask for help. If Daxia is defeated, I'm afraid they won't even need to ask for help."

Song Shiyun looked at Nan Qiao steadily.

There was no sadness or joy on her face, and her tone was indifferent, as if she was just a passing spectator, and what she said was not her own business.

But obviously, if Nan Qiao is really just a fragile princess, if she is really sent to get married, there is no need to get there. On the way, she might...

Song Shiyun felt a little astringent, but didn't know what to say. He opened his mouth, his throat a little dry:

"Perhaps, Your Highness can try to win over His Majesty again. His Majesty...has not yet made a decision."

It's not completely hopeless...right?

"Ah-"

Nan Qiao laughed softly, but did not refute Song Shiyun: "Why don't you, Prime Minister, help me?"

"Go and fight for it with Father?"

Perhaps it was the steaming heat of the tea that obscured his vision, but Song Shiyun seemed to see a sarcastic light flashing in Nan Qiao's eyes.

"it is good."

Is it an illusion, but he doesn’t seem to believe it himself.

If you don’t want it, you will refuse it from the beginning, right?

Song Shiyun was destined to fail.

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The process from wavering to making up his mind was not that fast, but it was still much faster than Song Shiyun imagined. In just a few days, the marriage went from a possibility to an established fact.

After Song Shiyun tried to dissuade him several times, the emperor became more and more determined. Later, he no longer even wanted to see Song Shiyun except when he went to court.

"Prime Minister, please go back. The Emperor is busy."

Wang Anjing said this no less than dozens of times, and Song Shiyun had heard it more than ten times.

Seeing the emperor's reaction, Song Shiyun had no intention of fighting for it, so he leaned over and handed over his hand.

"My minister retire."

He finally understood why Nan Qiao, a princess, had such an unconventional idea of ​​becoming an emperor.

Yes, deviant.

This term is not nice to hear, but it was indeed Song Shiyun's first thought when he arrived at Nan Qiao's plan.

Even though he was emotionally moved and willingly sided with Nan Qiao, sometimes he still didn't understand why Nan Qiao was willing to do such a difficult and thankless thing.

Obviously as a princess, she already enjoys endless glory and wealth. This is a privilege that many people cannot ask for in their lifetime.

But now, he can see clearly that this honor, on the surface, looks extremely beautiful and enviable.

In fact, it is just a little bit of charity given by the royal family from thousands of benefits.

This is how the royal family loves the princess.

So superficial, so... false.

Everyone knows how much the royal family loves the princess. Everything that is delicious, fun, or useful must be sent to the princess's house first.

Usually, if the princess bumps into her even a little bit, the whole hospital will be alarmed.

With so much attention, at this time, he could send the princess to a bitter cold place without hesitation. Obviously, there are far more solutions than this.

After all, a princess is worthless to the royal family.

Don't say that the princess enjoys endless pampering. This is what she should do. This is her duty to the country.

She doesn't even have the right to inherit, so how can she have such a big responsibility?

Why is the rise and fall of the entire country related to her?

Among the princes, which one enjoys the honor is not a thousand times better than the princess, and if the country is not ruined and the family is destroyed, even if it is, which prince will be sent out as a hostage at will.

So, what's wrong with Nan Qiao?

Song Shiyun lowered his eyes to cover the emotions in his eyes.

She was just forced to do anything deviant.