Daily life of a slave

Nu Le's complexion improved, and he still had to go to court as usual. There was no emperor in the previous dynasty, and sooner or later he would have to change his surname in this world, so Nu Le held his belt that had loosened a lot, and asked the palace servants to change it with some pride.

Change into clothes that fit.

Comb your hair smooth.

Then trim the face carefully.

Nu Le looked in the mirror eight times before going to court, convinced that he looked better than before and was more energetic, so he walked forward under Wang Fucai's urging.

Although that person is married.

Although that person doesn't have him in his heart.

But after all, I still look forward to it.

"Wang Fucai, is there any difference between me today and the past?"

Wang Fucai understood, bowed and flattered with a smile:

"The sage is more heroic than before."

Nu Le was satisfied, and sat on the high dragon chair and looked down. There were many civil and military officials, and there were many people in similar robes, but he recognized Wei Cheng with just one glance.

Wei Cheng lowered his head, like everyone else, he didn't look at him, and he didn't even dare to look at him out of the corner of his eye. Nu Le suddenly hated these rules of superiority and inferiority, but he was not discouraged. Look at him, he knew all along that he would have a better chance of getting an answer if he acted this way.

He always has a lot of things to play on weekdays.

He cares about state affairs, and he has the world in his heart. It is precisely because he has a broad vision, unlike the narrow-minded vulgar fans in the harem, that he is so fascinated by him.

Fascinated to the bone.

Nu Le waited anxiously for a long time, waiting and waiting, and when he was getting impatient, Wei Cheng finally took a step.

He took a step forward, knelt down, and looked straight at him with his back straight.

Nu Le's palms were wet, and he was suddenly afraid that his clothes would be messed up if the time passed was too long, would he be swollen from sitting again, would he not be as good-looking as before.

If he is so far away from him, will he not be able to see clearly what he looks like now.

Nu Le thought wildly until Wei Cheng's complexion changed slightly, and he fell to the ground and cried bitterly like the last time he proposed marriage.

Crying about Mrs. Wei's kindness to him, he begged the emperor to give him an imperial order for his virtue.

From the beginning to the end, no thought was put on his figure.

He lost weight, really lost weight, and the process was very hard, but he always felt that he should let him see that he was not bad looking, so that he would not be humiliated.

He always feels that as long as he works harder and does more, he will always be enlightened.

However, he was sitting in front of him with a brand new look in nice clothes, but he didn't care at all, he just knelt on the ground and begged for his new wife's order wholeheartedly.

He remembered her kindness to him, what about himself?

He helped him to avenge, gave him the power to be under one person and over ten thousand people, and took the risk to leave two remnants of the previous dynasty for him, all he did was hope that one day he would be enlightened.

The results of it?

Nu Le can't remember how the morning ended, he just remembers that he agreed to Wei Cheng's request like last time, and Wei Cheng always has a way to make him nod, just like he can't stop thinking about him and disliking him.

Nu Le was unhappy in his heart, he didn't want to go anywhere, he didn't want to see anyone, he just followed his heart, wobbled around, and unexpectedly walked in front of Leng Gong again.

He is having a hard time, and someone has to accompany him in his misfortune.

**

As an emperor, Nu Le still had a temper, but he had to lose his temper quietly, and he couldn't lose it alone, at least someone had to bear it, otherwise it would always be unpleasant.

Entering the yard, Wenhu was lying on a chair and playing with a teapot. The spout of the teapot was plugged, and hot tea was poured into it. Holding it in his hand was like a hand warmer.

No matter where he is, this person can always find a way to use limited resources to live out the maximum freedom for himself.

This kind of ability is really an eyesore.

"Do you know why I am so tolerant to you?"

Seeing this man's carelessness, Nuo Le suddenly wanted to see his face change immediately, wanting to tear up this comfort with his own hands.

If Wei Cheng doesn't make him feel better, he naturally can't make Wei Cheng feel at ease!

Wen Hu looked up, Nu Le sneered, and pointed at Wang Fucai.

After thinking about it, he finally moved his fingers to other eunuchs.

"Now you have only one more item than them, and there is not much difference in other things."

At the beginning, he was hesitant about agreeing to keep these two bloodlines of the Xue family. His life could be saved, but he would never have any heirs. Can call him the last.

Not being able to continue the ancestral bloodline is the greatest torture for a man, even the most indifferent person can't stand this.

I'm not feeling well, so don't even think about leisurely!

Nu Le vented indiscriminately, grabbing his sore foot and pulling it mercilessly, trying to regain his lost face, but after talking for a long time, he found that the painful foot he thought was nothing in the eyes of people.

"I already knew about this."

So what?He can't even support himself now, and he lives on the charity of others all day long. Even if he can have a child, he doesn't have the face to do so.

After giving birth, can't give him a good life, and add a spoiled seed alive?

His children are not so cheap.

"What kind of stimulation did you receive today——I see that your seal has turned black, and I think there are more than one or two unlucky things recently."

Wen Hu spoke earnestly, and after listening to the dark clouds in Nu Le's heart, he was suddenly pierced by lightning, and he no longer felt overwhelmed by Wei Cheng's matter, and he happily added some tossing strength in a trance .

He knew that Wenhu was not afraid of being beaten, so he didn't bother to move his fists. At this moment, his heart was not as depressed as before, and Nu Le actually started to wonder, wondering what Wenhu was afraid of.

When I first met him in the General's Mansion, he seemed so timid that he was afraid of everything. The first thing he did when he saw him was to kneel down and beg him, but after entering the palace...he seemed to have never knelt down before him.

"If you are not afraid of Juehou, then you are not afraid that I will kill you?"

Nu Le narrowed his eyes, he has lost some weight recently, although he is still fat, he is more intimidating than before

Wenhu, who was targeted, nodded honestly.

"afraid."

"It's scary."

Nu Le: ...

He suddenly lost interest in teasing Wenhu. He used to dislike Wenhu because of Wei Cheng. Now that Wei Cheng has married someone else, he only wants to be good to that woman wholeheartedly.

... No, it seems that Wenhu has been tossing him all the time.

Nu Le suddenly opened his eyes, picked up Wenhu who was lying on a chair and was playing with a teacup, and went out, and threw Wenhu out in front of everyone.

This is the Leng Palace, but it is not deserted. The Leng Palace where the emperor often comes is even more lively than Concubine Shu's Xiangyun Palace.Because of this rare excitement, the palace people privately raised Wen Hu's status to be on an equal footing with Concubine Shu, and there was no deduction for the usual status, and often there were more, and more, so that Wen Hu When Hu couldn't grab Nu Le's emperor's set meal and went back to eat his own cold palace standard, life was still comfortable.

Although the Holy Majesty didn't say it clearly, everyone believed in his heart that the Emperor valued Xue Xianggong.

So when the Holy Majesty picked up Xianggong Xue like a rag and threw it out, everyone was a little confused.

"Rabbit dead dog cooking, you, a dog that didn't even get a rabbit, should be chopped into dog sauce!"

There is no need to catch rabbits, and the function of venting for fun is also lost, so there is no reason to keep him for nothing.

He didn't want to see things related to Wei Cheng in the harem again.

"Come here, put him in Qiushui Hall."