Oops, the male villain looked at me with affection in his eyes

Seeing his neat movements, Chu Ye calmly moved his big hand forward.

Ning Yu smiled lightly and stretched out her hands to string the beads in Chu Ye's hand one by one.

The carriage gradually dimmed, Chu Ye quietly raised his eyes and saw the young man's face was calm, with a pair of dark eyes with a rare serious look.

Somehow, such an ordinary scene made Chu Ye feel hot and warm in his chest, and he was slowly filled with warmth.

Ning Yu tied the string skillfully and handed it to Chu Ye: "Master, the bead chain is strung together. See if it fits."

But Chu Ye stretched his hand forward and said in a low voice: "Yu'er, please put it on for me, Master."

Ning Yu looked at Chu Ye and smiled, then slowly put the string of beads on Chu Ye's hand.

The beads were warm, carrying Ning Yu's body temperature, and enveloped Chu Ye's wrist warmly.

Chu Ye had a smile in his eyes. He stared closely into Ning Yu's big eyes and said slowly: "It's just right. One point more is too much, one point less is too little."

After a pause, he said calmly: "Yu'er has strung the bead chain for me, so I can answer your request again."

At this moment, Chu Ye wanted to give Ning Yu everything without any warning or even reason.

When Ning Yu heard this, surprise suddenly bloomed in Heiyouyou's eyes: This is the prime minister's promise, a promise that can save his life when necessary.

A bright smile appeared on Ning Yu's face: "Master, you must keep your word. I will let you know after I figure out what I want."

Chu Ye gently touched Ning Yu's head: "Okay."

Bai Shu's voice sounded outside the carriage: "Master, the Duke's Mansion has arrived."

Chu Ye paused and slowly put away his hand.

Ning Yu got out of the car and said goodbye to Chu Ye: "Goodbye, master."

Chu Ye held the bead string in his hand and nodded.

Ning Yu turned around and left. Chu Ye looked at her back. It wasn't until Ning Yu's figure disappeared at the gate of the Duke's Mansion that he slowly said: "Go back."

At this time, in the Taifu's mansion, as soon as Zhao Yanfu entered the mansion, he was taken to the main hall by his servants.

Mrs. Zhao held the tea cup and looked at the youngest daughter in front of him with a smile.

"Yan'er, did you enjoy getting along with Prince Duolun today?"

Zhao Yan bit her lip and said lightly, "Back to my father, today we went to the lake. Prince Duolun invited Prime Minister Chu and his party to join us. The process was quite pleasant."

Taifu Zhao paused while drinking tea: "You also invited Prime Minister Chu to join you?"

Zhao Yan had regained her composure. She stepped forward with a smile, picked up Mrs. Zhao's tea and put it on the table:

"Yes, because Princess Nagu Lun happened to be in the Prime Minister's Mansion, Prince Duolun simply invited them to come together."

Mr. Zhao stroked his beard and nodded, his face showing no emotion or anger.

Zhao Yan paused slightly, then said casually: "Father has been tired for a long day, so Yan'er will give you a pat on the shoulder."

After saying that, he slapped Taifu Zhao's shoulders skillfully.

Zhao Yan's strength was moderate, and the tight muscles in Zhao Taifu's neck gradually relaxed.

He frowned slightly, closed his eyes and said:

"Today's imperial court seems to be peaceful and peaceful, but secretly the struggle between His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and the fifth prince has never ended. The fifth prince has even had a faint tendency to catch up with the prince recently."

Zhao Yan slapped her hand on her shoulder, and Master Zhao continued to say slowly:

"Although your sister is the queen of Tiansheng, as long as Zhong'er does not ascend the holy throne, she will not be able to sleep peacefully."

Seeing that his daughter did not express his position, Mr. Zhao stretched out his hand to pull his daughter in front of him and said seriously:

"Both our Zhao family and the Crown Prince's East Palace have prospered and lost. Now Prince Duolun is an opportunity. You are the daughter of my Zhao family. You must make good use of yourself and seize this opportunity for your sister and the Crown Prince." inside."

Zhao Yan curled her lips and whispered: "But my daughter doesn't like Prince Duolun."

After hearing this, Taifu Zhao paused and said, "Yan'er is still young, so she doesn't know what it means to like and dislike. If we get married and give birth to a prince again, I think Yan'er will definitely like her."

At that time, there will be two daughters in his Zhao family, one is the queen of Tiansheng, and the other is the princess of the grassland.

Zhao Yan bit her lip: "But..."

But she has liked Chu Ye for many years and does not want to go to the grassland to be the princess of Lao Shizi.

Taifu Zhao stroked his gray beard and said with a smile: "Yan'er has been tired for the whole day. Huiyun has a good rest. The day after tomorrow at Yunyan Pavilion, as a father, no matter what method you use, you must catch Prince Duolun in your hands."

Zhao Yan looked at the undeniable expression on her father's face. Although she felt unwilling to do so, she had to slowly salute her father: "Yan'er, please leave."

She hit a soft spot with her father, and she felt angry along the way. When she returned to her room, she threw a tea cup on the ground.

The little maids in the room lowered their heads and remained silent.

Zhao Zhen entered the door while waving his fan. He looked at the shattered tea cup on the ground and said calmly: "What's wrong with my sister? Are you not satisfied with your father's arrangement for you?"

Zhao Yan's eyes were red. She looked at her brother and couldn't help but said reluctantly:

"My father knows that I like Prime Minister Chu, but he still wants me to please that Prince Duolun from the grassland. Is it possible that the prime minister of a country is not as good as the prince of a remote small country!?"

Zhao Zhen paused after hearing this and broke into a cold sweat because of his sister's innocent thoughts.

As a member of Master Zhan's family, Zhao Zhen knew very well that with the current status of the Zhao family, the emperor would never let his sister marry into Prime Minister Chu's family. If he did, the wealth of the Zhao family would come to an end.

The father obviously understood this, so he asked himself to persuade this little sister who had been willful and willful since she was a child.

He put away the fan and signaled all the maids in the room to leave, leaving only the brother and sister.

Looking at his sister's face full of grievances, Zhao Zhen said slowly: "Although Prime Minister Chu is good, to our Zhao family, he is just a bloody knife; the emperor will never allow you to marry into the prime minister's house."

Zhao Yan raised her eyes in confusion and looked at her brother who had been protecting her since childhood: "My sister is his queen. Isn't it a good thing that I can marry the prime minister?!"

Why would the emperor refuse?

Zhao Zhen tapped his sister on the head with a fan and said:

"Because of the relationship between my sister and the prince, the Zhao family's power in the court is at its peak. If you remarry Prime Minister Chu, do you think the emperor can still sleep?"

Zhao Yan rolled her eyes, seeming to understand a little, but not a little. Her eyes turned red unwillingly: "But if I marry Prince Duolun, the Zhao family will also be greatly benefited."

Zhao Zhen sighed and said: "Yan'er, that's different. The emperor wants ministers who can help him stabilize the country, not ministers who threaten his throne."

The grassland is rich in war horses. If they can marry with the Zhao family, it will undoubtedly be a great help for Tiansheng to resist foreign enemies in the future. This can also help the prince consolidate his position in a roundabout way.

Zhao Yan lowered her head when she heard the words, she sniffed and said slowly:

"If that's the case, Yan'er would rather lower her status and become Chu Ye's concubine than marry that prairie prince who only cares about having fun all day long."