National teacher, he is a sick beauty

Shen Ci nodded.

Chu Lang thought about it again, yes, Shen Ci was not born again, and he didn't know what kind of person Lin Yu was. Even if he was a national teacher, he couldn't see through people's hearts.

Chu Lang swept out the heart-stinging memories of his previous life from his mind, he took out the book from Shen Ci's hand and closed it: "Sir, after reading it for so long, rest, don't tire yourself out."

Shen Ci gave him a strange look: "What are you doing here, Your Majesty?"

Chu Lang threw the book aside and replied, "Of course I came to pick up my husband for dinner."

Shen Ci asked again: "Where is Miss Lin?"

Chu Lang casually said: "Sir, what do you want her to do?"

Shen Ci shook his head: "That's not true. It's just that the minister and Miss Lin live together in the palace. Your Majesty only takes care of the minister, but he treats Miss Lin like this. If it spreads, it may be said that we treated her harshly."

I don't know if it was the word "we" that made Chu Lang feel happy. He nodded and said, "Well, since my husband wants to invite her to have dinner with me, I naturally have no objection."

The three of them sat at the table in a triangle, and the dishes were already served, but most of them were Shen Ci's favorite.

Lin Wanshuang didn't know, she only knew that Chu Lang liked to eat, got up and served him a bowl of wolfberry and white pigeon soup, and put it in front of him: "Thank you, Your Majesty, for calling the servant girl to eat, the servant girl is very happy."

Chu Lang glanced at Shen Ci, who was eating in silence, from the corner of his eye, and got up to serve the soup too.

Seeing his actions like this, Lin Wanshuang pursed her lips and smiled slightly, then thought again, how could I bother His Majesty to serve me soup?

Just as she was about to speak, Chu Lang put the well-served white pigeon soup by Shen Ci's hand.

Chu Lang said to Shen Ci: "Mr. is not well, drink some soup to make up for it."

Shen Ci stared at Chu Lang closely, and glanced towards Lin Wanshuang, signaling to Chu Lang not to snub the girl.

Bisheng Chu Lang didn't pay any attention to it, and only asked doubtfully, "Sir, are your eyes unwell?"

Shen Ci: "?"

There was a playful smile in Chu Lang's eyes: "Do you need me to blow it up for you?"

As he said that, he really moved closer to Shen Ci and leaned over.

Shen Ci was caught off guard by Chu Lang's eyes that were wide open because of surprise. The breeze entered his eyes with purpose, and Shen Ci blinked several times involuntarily.

He quickly turned his head, and Chu Lang saw that there seemed to be a drop of crystal hanging on the end of Shen Ci's eyes.

His husband is really sensitive.

Chu Lang asked, "Is your husband feeling better?"

Shen Ci could only say against his will: "Yes."

Lin Wanshuang could only bite her lower lip and look at the two, not knowing what to do for a moment.

Shen Ci glanced at her, got up and filled a bowl of soup.

Seeing this, Chu Lang hurriedly moved the soup that Lin Wanshuang gave him just now to the side, as if he was waiting for Shen to resign.

However, Shen Ci filled the soup and handed it to Lin Wanshuang: "Since Miss Lin is also feeling unwell, she still needs to make up for it."

Lin Wanshuang's embarrassment was broken by Shen Ci, and he took the white pigeon soup very gratefully: "Thank you, Master Guoshi."

Chu Lang watched Shen Ci give the soup to Lin Wanshuang, his thin lips were already pursed into a straight line, and he suppressed the atmosphere in the room with a cold face.

He picked up the soup at hand and slurped it down. He didn't taste anything at all, but he said to Zhao Yin, "Who made the dishes?"

Zhao Yin naturally saw Chu Lang's displeasure, lowered his head and said, "Yu Chu..."

"It's unpalatable."

Before Zhao Yin could speak, Shen Ci looked at Chu Lang and tasted a spoonful of soup.

Chu Lang watched him drink the soup, and felt better for no reason.

Immediately afterwards, Shen Ci said: "There is nothing wrong, it's just that His Majesty doesn't like it?"

Lin Wanshuang also took a sip, and when Chu Lang saw her drinking the soup Shen Ci served her, the atmosphere that had just warmed up turned cold again.

Lin Wanshuang took advantage of the opportunity and said, "Since your majesty doesn't like it, and my ministers are fine at home, and have learned some dishes from the cook, why don't you try your majesty's crafts at dinner?"

Chu Lang didn't even think about it, and just about to refuse, Shen Ci agreed before him: "Then there will be Miss Laulin."

Lin Wanshuang glanced at Shen Ci meaningfully, and smiled shyly: "Your Majesty and the National Teacher don't want to dislike him."

Such a gaze fell on Chu Lang's eyes, but he could see the meaning of the two's eyebrows flirting.

After Lin Wanshuang left, Shen Ci looked at Chu Lang with frosty complexion, and asked him, "What's wrong, Your Majesty, why are you angry?"

Chu Lang looked at him meaningfully: "Sir, don't you know?"

Shen Ci laughed and said, "How could I know?"

Chu Lang said in a serious way: "As a national teacher, sir, he knows astronomy from the top and geography from the bottom. He knows the past and the present. How come you can't even guess why I'm angry?"

Shen Ci's gaze paused, and he pursed his lips and said, "Even if I have calculated everything, I still don't understand... people's hearts."

Chu Lang nodded: "Yes, people's hearts are unpredictable."

The temperature inside the house seemed to be getting colder.

Chu Lang glanced at Zhao Yin who was standing at the door, took Shen Ci's hand and walked towards the inner room.

Shen Ci was distracted by his sudden behavior and could only follow him to the inner room.

Then I heard Chu Lang ask him: "Could it be that Mister really went to the Prime Minister's Mansion to ask for marriage on my behalf?"

Shen Ci was stunned: "Are you talking about Miss Lin?"

"Otherwise?" Chu Lang snorted, "Sir, you are really capable. He is by my side every day, but he can still reach out to the prime minister's residence."

"Let me guess, when did the sir deliver the message?"

Shen Ci lowered his eyes and remained silent.

Chu Lang looked at him, as if he wanted to see a different emotion: "Is it the day you return to the National Teacher's Mansion?"

Shen Ci's eyes flicked.

There was a slight smile on the corner of Chu Lang's lips: "It seems that in the future, I still can't let my husband go out of the palace frequently. Whenever there is a chance, my husband will make trouble for me."

Shen Ci frowned, he was thinking, if Chu Lang is forced to announce to the world that the golden seal has been returned, and the pressure is tested by civil and military officials, Chu Lang will have no reason to keep him in the palace, right?

Shen Ci lowered his eyes and said, "Your Majesty, now that the power of regent has been handed back, His Majesty has been reviewing the memorials and managing the government affairs by himself in the past few days. Don't you plan to announce the golden seal to the world?"

Chu Lang replied as expected: "No rush."

Shen Ci nodded: "If that's the case, the civil and military officials should be suspicious. Your Majesty has been using the minister's illness as an excuse. I'm afraid it won't be convincing after a long time."

Chu Lang smiled: "Then according to Mr.'s opinion?"

Shen Ci said in a low voice: "The minister wants to go to court."

Although Shen Ci's face was unquestionable, he knew that the little emperor would not agree. If he agreed to go to court, how could Chu Lang trap him.

"Okay." Chu Lang agreed with a smile.

Shen Ci almost thought he had an auditory hallucination: "Huh?"

Chu Lang looked at him, his eyes were full of doting: "Since Mr. wants to return to court, how can I not agree? Zhao Yin, pass down the order, tomorrow morning is all, and those who want to discuss matters come to the imperial study. There is no need to come if you have nothing to do." .”

Shen Ci: "..."

In the early morning of the second day, Shen Ci was left in the inner room with a screen, and he could be seen lying on the bed through the screen, as if unable to get up from the lingering sick bed.

In order not to be exposed, the little emperor said that Mr. Guoshi had not recovered from his old illness, so he had no choice but to take this bad policy.

"Your Majesty, my lord, the Heaven Sacrifice Banquet is coming soon, so why not put the draft on the agenda, how about before the Heaven Sacrifice Banquet? The Heaven Sacrifice Banquet should also be more festive and lively." Minister of Rites Yu Zeqin frequently asked Glancing inside the screen, the old matter was brought up again.

Chu Lang's eyes also fell on Shen Ci's silhouette: "It's not enough to have a Lin Wanshuang, and we need to draft?"

Shen Ci said: "Since your majesty was born in the royal family, you should be the great Chu royal family. Are you talking about three thousand beauties in the harem? Emperor Qingde has already filled the harem at your age."

Chu Lang raised her eyebrows: "Okay, since it's drafting for me, it must be my favorite."

Shen Ci: "Naturally."

"Then I like the national teacher..."

Yu Zeqin, who was listening carefully, suddenly widened his eyes.

The air in the imperial study room became stagnant.

"...In this way, Yu Aiqing might find it?" Chu Lang paused, then continued.

Yu Zeqin almost couldn't catch his breath, and whispered: "Where can I find a female national teacher here, why don't I just marry the national teacher to you."

Chu Lang nodded and agreed very much: "I think Yu Aiqing's proposal is very good, what do you think, sir?"

Shen Ci was silent for two seconds, and said lightly: "Your Majesty, the next position is related to the country and society, so don't make jokes."

Chu Lang looked at Shen Ci through the screen: "I'm not joking, sir, you have outstanding literary talents, and you can understand the ancient and modern times. If you have such a beloved man, why worry about not being able to settle the country? The prosperity of Great Chu is just around the corner."

"I said before that the queen is different from the national teacher. What you need is a confidant."

Chu Lang pursed her lips, a little aggrieved: "I admire you sir, I obey what you say, and I just want to stay with you, and sir is also obedient to me, and sleeps on the same bed. Apart from never marrying you, what else is there?" different?"

Yu Zeqin stood at the bottom with his head bowed.He didn't even dare to take a breath.I was afraid that I would be dragged out and chopped down.

What secrets in the palace did he hear?Is this really something that his little Minister of Rites can listen to?

Master Guoshi and His Majesty are so close that they have done everything except their titles? !

gosh...

Shen Ci didn't know what messed up Yu Zeqin was thinking, he just raised his eyes casually but seriously, met Chu Lang's eyes, and asked softly: "Do you like me?"

Chu Lang's eyebrows and eyes were stained with a smile: "Of course I like sir."

Shen Ci was only silent for a moment, then looked away: "Let's put aside the matter of the draft for now, let's discuss it after the ceremony of offering sacrifices to heaven."

At that time, he had already left the capital, and who the little emperor wanted to choose or not had nothing to do with him.

Yu Zeqin left after receiving the order, and walked out of the imperial study in a daze.

It seems that even though the emperor of Great Chu has been in the early court for many days, the person who manages the affairs of the court is still the master of the country.

It's just that some things spread, and the more they spread, the more outrageous they became.

"Have you heard? Your Majesty actually likes Master Guoshi!"

"What?! Your Majesty has been secretly in love with the National Teacher for many years, but was rejected by the National Teacher?"

"Your Majesty has liked Master Guoshi since he was a child. He has liked him for many years, and now he plans to marry Master Guoshi as his queen!"

"Master Guoshi is going to become the Empress of Dachu? My God, am I in a dream? Wake me up!"

These words reached Lin Wanshuang's ears.