With the barrage above my head, I am the richest in Beijing

Gu Niannian's voice made at least half of the courtiers who could hear their voices confused.

There were two censors who were drinking wine intoxicatedly. When they heard this sound, they were so frightened that their wine glasses dropped on the table, and they immediately lost their etiquette in front of the censors.

Fortunately, the movements were not large, and my servant reacted quickly, helping to lift him up, stand him up again, and pour the wine, thus avoiding the excessive attention of others.

However, at this time, everyone's attention is obviously not on these people.

Because they are all curious about one thing.

That is……

Meng Mingcheng, where are you reaching?

Why did you scare (?) the little princess into silence?

Listening to the child's voice, he couldn't even clamp it, and he roared out loudly.

Gu Niannian originally wanted to eat and drink enough, watch some movies (bushi), and have some entertainment before going back to sleep.

As a result, the spoiler system broadcast her two or three unspeakable things about Meng Mingcheng tonight.

Moreover, when it cuts to the past, it is still in the ongoing tense.

In that scene, one mosaic was almost not enough.

The problem is that Meng Mingcheng's hand that is not touching Mosaic is just about to reach into Mosaic's range.

After the spoiler system gently reminded what Meng Mingcheng was going to do, Gu Niannian couldn't look directly at this scene.

Then, she yelled!

When the courtiers were curious, Gu Niannian yelled out the second half.

[No, Meng Mingcheng, you can do it in front too? ? ? 】

【What's this? 】

[Is it pervasive? 】

[Are there any small circles that cannot be used? 】

[Help, why do you want me to see this scene so late at night! ! ! 】

[Turn around, look at the beautiful aunt, and wash her eyes. 】

Gu Niannian did as he said, turned his head, looked at Mrs. Lu with a smile, and asked a few questions in a low voice.

Mrs. Lu:...!

Help, I never thought that one day my face would be of such use!

However, she felt that the little princess was sincere and down-to-earth, and actually quite interesting.

Mrs. Lu thought, just looking at the face, nothing.

Pamper me.

It is not easy for me as a child to have my father gone and my mother not around for many years.

Thinking of this, Mrs. Lu's expression became more loving.

At first, Yu Gu and the court officials did not understand what Gu Niannian meant.

Pervasive?

What hole?

What?

Soon, Wanhua had understood it, and then he felt pain in his phantom limb, and his expression was indescribably distorted.

He was honest and honest, scratching his head, not understanding for a while, and even looked at each other and exchanged glances with his close colleagues.

However, those who play with Wolong are usually Fengxiao.

So, you don’t understand?

Hey, it’s just a coincidence, I don’t understand.

Then, the colleagues who had made good friends avoided each other's eyes in disgust, trying to find some answers from other people's faces.

It's a pity that the person who has already guessed the answer has a profound look on his face, and no one can see anything unusual.

Those who didn't guess the answer looked confused and looked particularly stupid.

Yu Gu took out the spirit of criticizing the memorial, made a guess, and then most likely understood.

After understanding it, I had a slight heart attack.

He thought: Can men also play like this?

Are you sure it won't break?

Thinking about it again, it's no wonder that Meng Mingcheng has been married for almost three years and the child has not moved yet.

It's probably broken and hard to use, right?

So, he couldn't give birth to a child, and then he became depressed and perverted?

Yu Gu just thought about this matter for a moment and then put it behind him.

He ordered Gu Niannian and three young girls to go to the imperial palace to sort out the memorial.

Ye Zhilan and Lu Qiaoyu had already roughly guessed why they were called over.

Moreover, what can they do if they don’t understand His Majesty’s instructions?

Just work hard.

Gu Niannian was puzzled, but she understood the truth.

The emperor asked me to do it, except for life and death, it was a trivial matter.

So, let’s go.

If you resist the decree, you will be punished. If you don't work, what else do you want?

Then, with Yu Gu in front and Quan Fu behind, the two of them left the table first with four palace attendants.

Gu Niannian and three little girls followed closely behind, followed by the chambermaid and more than ten people.

After Yu Gu's figure disappeared from the sight of the courtiers, they formally organized and began to leave.

When Lu Tingfeng heard the news of Aunt Zhou's death, he was somewhat sad.

Now that I have calmed down for a long time and listened to a lot of gossip, I have already adjusted my mood.

He came here specially to take his wife back with him.

Mrs. Lu's performance was dull.

After all, the relationship between the two couples is just average. It can't be said to be very good, nor can it be said to be bad.

All I can say is that there is emotion, but it is very limited.

It's already good if you don't make any mistakes in maintaining a state of respecting each other and treating each other as guests.

Lu Tingfeng knew that he was in the wrong, so he couldn't say anything, so he stayed with his wife honestly.

Qin Chengqing also came to pick up his wife and asked a few questions in a low voice.

Gu Niannian was still wailing in her heart at first.

[It’s late at night, and we have to go to the memorial ceremony! 】

[All capitalists deserve to die! 】

[Ah, the capitalist is my charming majesty? That’s okay! 】

[Yes, I am such a double standard! 】

[Without His Majesty’s King Juan spirit, how could the prosperity of the next twenty years have come to pass? 】

[Unfortunately, in the end, the Great Zhou Dynasty died and the Bai Shengshi came to an end. 】

Ye and Lu:...!

Yu Gu:...! !

You don’t need to be reminded all the time.

My steps are heavy! Hey!

Gu Niannian was originally complaining about the inhumanity of working overtime at night.

Soon, she realized something else.

【Oh! ! ! 】

[Meng Liuli is still lying on His Majesty’s dragon bed. 】

[Let’s go directly to His Majesty’s office, separated by a screen, ah ah ah, Meng Liuli won’t make any noise, right? 】

[It’s so embarrassing. What happened to Meng Mingcheng left a deep impression on me. I want to be free from my desires recently. 】

[I don’t want any resources, so I decline! 】

Yu Gu:?

I always feel that this "resource" sounds a bit unfair.

The group of people soon arrived at Yu Gu's palace.

After all, it is a temporary palace, and the facilities are not as complete as those in the palace.

Therefore, the bedroom is actually not far from the office. Most of the rooms are carved with wooden partitions and there is a large screen that divides the space into two.

One side is the bedroom and the other is the office room.

There is no way, for Juan Wang Yu Gu, the distance is too far, which delays his efficiency.

The best thing is that after approving the memorial, you can go to bed directly.

Simple, efficient, fast and convenient.

From the moment Gu Niannian entered the office, he kept his eyes on his nose and his nose on his heart, and tried his best to shrink his ears inward.

[Don’t listen, don’t listen, the bastard is chanting sutras. 】

[As long as I believe I can’t hear, I can’t hear. 】

Yu Gu:.

Good, self-deception has begun.

After Yu Gu sat down, Quan Fu signaled the waiter to serve tea. Lu Qiaoyu skillfully studied the ink, while Gu Niannian went to the other side to sort out the memorials that had been directed. Ye Zhilan also worked hard to find something to do.

The years seem to be peaceful, but there is a tension in everyone's heart.

After all, there is a person lying on His Majesty's dragon bed behind the screen!

No one knows what will happen to Meng Liuli after the drug takes effect.

At this time, among the few people, Yu Gu was the calmest.

Followed by Gu Niannian.

The most nervous ones were Lu Qiaoyu and Ye Zhilan.

Lu Qiaoyu felt that her hand that was grinding ink was a little stiff.

Ye Zhilan pretended that she was particularly busy and moved the memorial in her hand bit by bit.

Help!

It obviously has nothing to do with her, why are you so nervous?