Song of Complaint: The Emperor's Heart is Unpredictable

The moonlight that night was so beautiful, it was like a dream that I couldn't wake up from.

Chu Nan didn't want to wake up.

He was afraid that the world after waking up would be completely different.

But the sun rose anyway.

As usual in the morning court, the ministers went to the memorial if they had something to do, and listened to those who had nothing to do. Zhong Wuyi still looked at him from time to time.But Chu Nan felt that something was different, for example, when he looked at the emperor, he would always ignore him inadvertently, as if he hadn't seen him.

Chu Nan's heart trembled, he thought all night, all night he was thinking about how he should face this person in the future.

Pretending to be the same as before?Sorry, he can't do it.

Maybe what he should be thinking more at this moment is how to avoid being discovered by Zhong Wuwu, but right now he only wants to get a response from that person.If it's the same for him... If that's the case, it doesn't matter that Chu Nan is crushed for him.

What should he do?He didn't know what Jingyang thought about that matter, maybe he had been wishful thinking all along, and even boldly violated the king of Yueluo.

And this expression confirmed his thoughts.Is he unrequited love?

Zhong Wuyi looked at Chu Nan and the emperor's "flickering eyes" and snorted coldly.I feel more and more uncomfortable.

"Your Majesty, the veteran believes that the heir is the foundation of a country, and what the Emperor should decide at this time is the position in the middle palace." Instead of making false claims here...Of course, he didn't say that.

"I'm also about to talk about this. I'm twenty-two this year. When I was my age, the late emperor already had three princesses and two princes, but there are only two talents in my harem. Thinking about it, I feel ashamed." To the late emperor." Jingyang put his hand on his forehead, looking extremely anxious.

Originally, Zhong Wuyi just wanted to interrupt the two of them, but unexpectedly, the emperor who always loved to oppose him also talked about the position in the middle palace.Zhong Wuyi was greatly puzzled by this, and couldn't help but curiously wanted to look at Chu Nan, but happened to see Chu Nan's pale lips.

"Your Majesty, I also feel that the harem is too deserted. Your Majesty takes care of everything. Although there is an eldest princess managing the harem at this time, it will not last long after all. Someone needs to help." It was Liu Jingtian, Marquis of Jingwu who said this.This remark is called a must, one side is talking about Zhonggong, and the other side is indeed about the marriage of the eldest princess.

Liu Jingtian is now in his mid-forties, he made first-class contributions in calming down Fenglu in his early years, and he was the Marquis of Jingwu personally appointed by the late emperor.He has been a soldier all his life, and now he holds a heavy army. He can be said to be a pivotal figure in Yueluo.He has no other shortcomings, but he is particularly partial to his youngest son Liu Jinghong,

As soon as these words came out, Chaozhong immediately exploded. Everyone could tell that he was paving the way for Liu Jinghong.

"Cough... I also think that Anping's management of the harem is not in accordance with the etiquette. Which woman do you think can take on the important task of being a mother?" Jingyang was still indifferent, as if he didn't care about anything.But inadvertently skipped the matter of Anping.

All the ministers looked like human beings, how could they fail to understand what he meant, and immediately stopped mentioning this moment, and instead gathered together to discuss the matter of the Central Palace.

"Your Majesty, the late emperor praised Prime Minister Zuo's ability to teach his daughter many times. He also said that the prime minister's granddaughter has an elegant temperament and is a noble person. I have seen it before, and it is indeed very good." Prince Li said first.

"Oh... the emperor's uncle has a pretty good memory. I even forgot that my father still has this sentence." Jingyang sneered slightly, pressing on Prince Li with a forceful aura.

Prince Li wiped the sweat from his brow, and scolded Zhong Wuwu severely in his heart.He knew in his heart that this seemingly harmless emperor was ruthless.If it weren't for the favor he owed before, he wouldn't be the leader even if he was killed.Who in the court didn't know that Zhong Wuwu had some disagreements with the emperor.

Zhong Wuxin's expression changed a few times, but he could only bury his head and say nothing.He knew that as long as he agreed, the emperor would definitely not choose him, so he simply let others say it.

"That's what I said when I was playing chess with the first emperor, so the emperor naturally didn't hear it." Prince Li looked at Zhong Wuwu, his head was depressed and he didn't speak, so he had to bite the bullet and said.

"Well... Now that the late emperor has passed away, the uncle must have no match, right? As far as I know, Prime Minister Zuo is also a good player of chess, and the two of you can compete sometime someday. Aiqing, what do you think? No?" The last sentence was indeed said to Zhong Wuxin.

"Back to the emperor, I only know superficially, how can I compare with the late emperor." Zhong Wuyi could only laugh dryly.

"Forget it, I'm tired too, and I can't rush this matter. My father, the emperor, has only been away for a year, so I can't make a big selection of girls, so the eldest princess will choose someone. What do you think?"

It's all about this point, and it won't help if you insist on it.At least now you can do something about it.So all the ministers shouted, "The emperor is wise."

Jingyang closed his eyes and signaled to leave.

The courtiers dispersed in twos and threes, and the discussion was nothing more than which family's women were more promising. Zhong Wuyi walked in the front, surrounded by a bunch of ministers, all congratulating him in advance. Although the emperor seemed not very satisfied, but It seems that they are not very opposed. Of course, everyone should try to curry favor with the future royal relatives.What's more, Zhong Wuwu's limelight in court was always the same.

Chu Nan walked at the back, his expression was still very unnatural, like a stiff stone statue in the imperial garden.He walked very slowly, very slowly.

He counted as he walked,

"One"

"two"

……

"Seventeen, eighteen..." Why hasn't he called me yet?

He couldn't help but want to look back at that person's expression, but he didn't have the courage.He was afraid of seeing him indifferent.

Finally, he walked out of Chaoyang Palace.

The sun was shining on his head and body, but he felt extremely cold.The cold that emanates from the bones.

Anping walked towards him with a smile on his face.He thought that he should smile too, and then saluted, but his body seemed to be bound, without any movement.It wasn't until Anping arrived in front of him that he said respectfully, "Chu Nan pays respects to the princess."

Anping smiled and asked him to excuse himself, "Is Master Chu feeling better?"

"Let the princess worry about it. Chu Nan will leave." He couldn't stay for a moment, he kept his head down, because his eyes were very red, and there was a moist liquid in them, and he didn't want others to see them.Perhaps in the next moment, it will burst out of the eyes in disobedience.

Before Anping could speak, he hurried away, only Zhu'er was left standing aside.

Anping, however, was thoughtful, completely oblivious to Zhu'er's eyes of hating iron.

Early in the morning, I eagerly came to watch outside the gate of Chaoyang Palace, but people didn't take you, the princess, seriously.Pearl muttered dissatisfied in her heart.I don't know what's wrong with that idiot.

Anping walked into the Chaoyang Hall, and Jingyang was still sitting on the dragon chair, exactly the same as when he was in Sanchao, the only difference was that his eyes were staring straight at the door of the hall, as if he was looking for something.No one noticed Anping's arrival.

Anping turned his head to look outside the door of Kongluoluo, then looked at Jingyang again, his thoughts moved slightly.