The Prime Minister has something to do

Before He Houhan finished speaking, Jiang Feixue suddenly interrupted him, staring fiercely, and said loudly, "Where are you taking me!"

Seeing her guarded look, He Houhan seemed to be a little angry, and hurriedly said: "It's the birthday of the minister's daughter, please go and play, and I will pick you up when I leave the court."

Most of the hostility in Jiang Feixue's eyebrows dissipated, she snorted again, and turned her head to grab the cat's tail, making Ah Hua meow and scratch everywhere, but she couldn't break Jiang Feixue's hand no matter what.

He Houhan couldn't help sighing slightly in his heart.

Two days later.

He Houhan walked with Yang Shouguo, surrounded by several ministers behind them.

He Houhan looked at the sky, and said, "I'll go to your mansion to bring Feixue back by the way."

Yang Shouguo smiled and said, "Alright."

The few people in the back had their daughters sent to the Yang Mansion as companions. Hearing He Houhan's words, they all said: "Then the officials will go with the prime minister."

Looking from a distance, the circle of people surrounded by each other seemed to be quite happy.

As soon as he arrived at Yang's mansion, Empress He's heart skipped a beat, feeling that something was wrong.

He had seen the housekeeper of the Yang Mansion before, and he was usually quite stable, but now he was standing at the door frowning, looking forward to it.When he saw Yang Shouguo, he was overjoyed immediately, walked up quickly, whispered something into Yang Shouguo's ear, and cast a glance at He Houhan.

He Houhan noticed it naturally, but just stood silently and watched from the side.

Yang Shouguo's face changed suddenly, he rushed into the mansion without caring about other things.

Several ministers looked at each other, and the butler bowed and said, "Sirs, please come in, too."

As soon as he entered, He Houhan heard the cry of the child. He had made a judgment in his heart at this moment, but he was not in a hurry—he specially took away Jiang Feixue's set of bone piercing needles and a few barbed wire before going out, making a fuss. No one will die.

After a while, several girls trotted out one by one from the back hall, all of them were eleven or twelve years old, and all of them looked terrified.

Seeing their expressions, He Houhan felt a little uneasy, and couldn't imagine how a ten-year-old girl could scare a group of little girls into pale faces.

The answer came quickly.

The youngest daughter of Yang Shouguo was coaxed out by Mr. Yang, crying. Her hair was disheveled, and her delicate dress was gray. She was covering her left head with her hand as she cried, as if she had been dragged off by someone. There was a strand of hair, the other ear was covered in blood, the ear wire was torn, and it can only be said-horrible.

Jiang Feixue was the last to come out, her eyes were gloomy, her head held high - stiff.

Everyone in the room looked at her silently, and no one spoke for a while.

He Houhan moved slightly, and suddenly everyone seemed to have received the signal at the same time, and they all looked at him.He Houhan calmly waved his hand and called, "Feixue, come here."

Jiang Feixue seemed to have suddenly thawed out. Even though she wanted to be reserved, her quick steps gave her distress signal.

He Houhan's face was full of joy and anger, and Jiang Feixue stared at him.

He Houhan asked slowly, "Feixue, why did you beat Miss Yang?"

Jiang Feixue didn't speak.

Miss Yang was crying softly on the side.

He Houhan was extremely patient, lowered his voice, and asked again: "Feixue?"

Jiang Feixue raised her head suddenly, and roared: "She said that I have no mother or father, and no one wants me! She also said that I was picked up, and you treat me as a maid, and you will sell me in the future!"

As soon as she finished speaking, the ministers next to her gasped. They had talked to He Houhan all the way, and they knew that He Houhan attached great importance to Jiang Feixue, so they hurriedly approached and persuaded: "Prime Minister, calm down...Prime Minister Calm down... children can't be serious when they say what they say!"

He Houhan didn't answer and didn't look at them, but quietly looked at Jiang Feixue's widened eyes. There was still anger in her eye sockets, and she seemed a little weak.

"You shouldn't hit her. It's a big deal for a girl to lose her face—apologize to Miss Yang." He Houhan said softly without moving.

Jiang Feixue's eye circles turned red all of a sudden.Stalemate refused to speak.

He Houhan didn't speak, and there was no expression on his face.He didn't make a statement, and everyone in the hall fell silent.

Jiang Feixue couldn't survive He Houhan, finally raised his head after a while, and yelled, "I'm sorry!"

He Houhan looked at Yang Shouguo.

Yang Shouguo was already a little guilty after Jiang Feixue repeated Ms. Yang's words, but now he saw He Houhan gave him a step, and quickly responded: "It's okay, it's nothing, children fighting are nothing, it will be fine in a few days." After that, he was about to lead Miss Yang, who was crying all the time, away—her ears were still bleeding.

But He Houhan stopped him suddenly, raised his voice slightly, and said, "Master Yang, please stop."

Yang Shouguo was a little puzzled, but sat back anyway.

He Houhan turned his eyes back to Jiang Feixue, stared at her, and asked: "Your mother is gone, this is an iron fact. Now I take care of you, teach you, love you, do you think I treat you like a maid? "

Jiang Feixue's eyes were red, and she shook her head quickly.

He Houhan asked: "Then who should you treat me as?"

Jiang Feixue suffocated for a while, then whispered, "Uncle..."

He Houhan immediately interrupted her and asked softly, "Huh?"

Jiang Feixue was dazed for a moment, and looked up at him, but He Houhan didn't speak.

Jiang Feixue opened his mouth suddenly, as if a word popped out of his mouth: "Father..."

He Houhan stretched out his hand, touched her head, turned his eyes to the people around him, and said plainly: "Did you hear that?" The questioning sentence was suppressed into a cold notification.

A group of ministers suddenly woke up like a dream, and only then did they realize what He Houhan was doing, and they all expressed their opinions: "Your official understands." Turning their heads, they said to Jiang Feixue: "Missy will be the daughter of the Prime Minister from now on."

Yang Shouguo vaguely felt that He Houhan might have lost his temper just now... But the prime minister has always been elusive to these ministers, and he can't tell for sure... But at this time, He Houhan's meaning is very clear , he immediately led Miss Yang forward - He Houhan was still sitting there, motionless, as if waiting for him.

Yang Shouguo didn't know why cold sweat broke out on his back. He said cautiously: "Congratulations to the prime minister for his daughter. The girl is still young, so she will inevitably be inappropriate in her words, and she will offend her. It is because the lower officials are not strict in discipline. I will definitely pay more attention to it in the future. The Prime Minister has a lot of people, so don't keep it in your heart."

After speaking, she pushed Ms. Yang quietly, and Ms. Yang cried until her eyelids were swollen, and her earlobe was still bleeding, but at this moment she had to cry and said: "I was wrong... I was wrong... I shouldn't mess up. say………"

Only then did He Houhan stand up, and said: "It's common for children to be noisy, so naturally they don't keep the truth in their hearts." After saying that, he led Jiang Feixue out of the gate of Yang's residence.

Yang Mansion is remote, and there are not many people on the street.

Jiang Feixue suddenly called out again: "Father." The voice was soft and small, revealing a little timidity, just like the meowing of Ah Hua when she was a child.

Empress He's heart suddenly softened, and she responded, "En?"

Jiang Feixue called again: "Father." She couldn't help repeating the unfamiliar words on the tip of her tongue.

He Houhan looked down at her.

She was still calling: "Dad." Then she cried all of a sudden, this time there was no snot, no wailing, gurgling tears, meandering all over her face, she looked like a peach blossom fairy who strayed into the mortal world at this time, pure and beautiful .

He Houhan wrapped her in his arms and said in a low voice, "I'm here."

What's wrong with the prime minister (full)

that night.

As soon as He Houhan blew out the candle, someone tapped on the window a few times.

Very clear in the dark.

It was something he was used to for a long time, but now he felt a little scared in his heart.

The heavy emperor's palace, the grip that cannot be broken free, the tumbling yellow silk quilt, fear, pain, despair...

Like a shadow, across his heart.

He Houhan settled down.

The window sash creaked softly, as if being blown shut by the wind.

The room was empty.

Once... the alleyway in the capital hidden in the middle of the night that could be found even with eyes closed, was remodeled at some point.He Houhan had to stop, trying to distinguish the familiar traces from the unfamiliar streets, and the hidden guard behind him said cautiously: "My lord, the three forks were removed two years ago, and they merged with Ruandong Street. "

After waking up from a coma, he was never summoned by the emperor in the middle of the night, and unexpectedly revisited his old place, but the old place changed.

It has been a long time since He Houhan felt an unknown emotion in his heart, three years, three years... the three years just disappeared in battle and sleep.

The light leaking from the emperor's bedroom at night is still so stable and so clear, as if it has never changed, and it will continue to burn like this until the end of time.

Chong Yuan's eyes are always clear, since He Houhan entered the palace at night for the first time, the 13-year-old emperor's eyes were shining brightly and he waited quietly. In the following years, he never showed a trace of fatigue.

He Houhan saluted, stood up, bowed his head slightly, engraved in the instinctive respect engraved in his bones.

Chong Yuannian was already weak, and a kind of coercion began to flow quietly from his sobriety and self-control. He was holding a blue book in his hand. He Houhan had seen it before, it was a secret report.

Chong Yuan closed the pages of the book and said, "I heard that Ai Qing got angry in Zhongshuling's mansion today?"

He Houhan's thoughts tonight somehow always go back to the past, as if he couldn't extricate himself, he couldn't help but compare everything, Chongyuan's voice...is as peaceful as when he was a teenager, but even deeper, the calmness of the past Faintly turned into a bit of indifference.

--emperor.

He Houhan is used to appearing humble and respectful in front of Chong Yuan, just as he is used to being unfathomable and calm in front of the court ministers.

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