National teacher, he is a sick beauty

Lin Wanshuang was sitting in the courtyard of Qiwu Palace, when she heard palace people talking in the palace corridor, all talking about His Majesty and the National Teacher, she became curious, and asked a maid to come and ask questions .

"What are you talking about, about His Majesty and the national teacher?"

The maid knew that Lin Wanshuang was Prime Minister Lin's legitimate daughter, and she would also enter the harem in the future, so she naturally wanted to say a few more words to recognize her face.

"Today, the palace is going crazy. His Majesty was discussing matters in the imperial study earlier, and the lord of the Ministry of Rituals mentioned the matter of drafting again. His Majesty actually said that there is no need for drafting, and that he wants to marry the Master of the State Teacher as the queen!"

Lin Wanshuang stood up abruptly, a little unbelievable: "What did you say?! Your Majesty wants to make the empress of the National Teacher? It's impossible!"

The little maid: "This matter has already been spread in the palace, Miss Lin can ask others if she doesn't believe it."

Lin Wanshuang shook her head: "But... the Master of the National Teacher is a man, how can a man be the queen? Does Da Chu want to mess up?"

The little palace lady was transparent: "Your Majesty likes it, and it is the best reason to want to establish the empress of the National Teacher."

Lin Wanshuang still shook her head, unable to believe all this.

She suddenly walked outside the palace gate: "I'm going to find Master Guoshi."

Shen Ci was locked in the imperial study with his eyes closed and listening, completely unaware of what was going on outside.

Chu Lang looked at Shen Ci who hesitated to speak, and asked, "Sir, do you have something to say?"

Shen Ci had no choice but to say: "If Your Majesty doesn't want to be drafted, you can directly refuse. Yu Zeqin will not refuse to listen to your words. Why use such a method?"

Chu Lang raised his eyebrows. He was originally sitting in front of the desk reviewing the memorial, but after listening to Shen Ci's words, he put down the pen in his hand and walked around the screen: "Sir, do you think that I just said that I like you, sir, to avoid the draft?"

Shen Ci looked at him, and said indifferently: "Your Majesty is the Son of Heaven, so no one under you can have any objection to what you say. If you give advice, it depends on whether you take it or not. This is also the prestige of the Son of Heaven."

Seeing Shen Ci gossip about him, Chu Lang chuckled. His husband always likes to change the subject by teaching him.

Chu Lang could only nod his head: "Yes, I have written down everything the sir said, but I never joked with him."

Shen Ci's eyes sank, and he couldn't distinguish his emotions with lowered eyes, but he was not happy after all.

After a long time, he sighed: "Your Majesty, I really want to know why you keep me in the palace?"

He watched Chu Lang grow up, or in other words, he grew up with Chu Lang. It has been nearly ten years since he was in his teens, and now he is in his 20s. In the past, he could do whatever Chu Lang thought. I know, and those who don't know can guess a thing or two.

But since the day he handed over the golden seal, what Chu Lang did was no longer known to him, and it was also different from his guess. This feeling of being unpredictable and out of control made Shen Ci feel a little uneasy .

Could it be that after his rebirth, the whole world has undergone earth-shaking changes, and everything he experienced in his previous life will never be experienced again in this life?

But the feast and ceremony will still be held as scheduled...

Shen Ci's eyes fell on Chu Lang, it was as dark as an abyss without light.

Chu Lang didn't know what Shen Ci was thinking, but he just sighed helplessly: "Mr. is indifferent to my confession, do you want me to hold a heart in front of you?"

Shen Ci's wandering thoughts gradually withdrew, he took a deep breath, and looked away: "Your Majesty doesn't understand at all."

Chu Lang frowned, and approached Shen Ci who got up from the bed: "I don't understand?"

Shen Ci looked at him without showing weakness: "Your Majesty even asks the servants, so naturally he doesn't understand."

Chu Lang laughed angrily at Shen Ci's natural appearance. He held Shen Ci's Ru Baiyu's hand, holding him down and unable to leave the bed completely: "Do you know if I understand, Mister, you will know if you try it?"

Shen Ci's eyes widened slightly, he saw Chu Lang bullying over, grabbed his hand that was going to help the beam of the bed, and made him fall back on the bed.

Shen Ci didn't struggle much, he knew that there was a big difference in strength between himself and Chu Lang, so he could only say: "Your Majesty, what are you going to do!"

Chu Lang smiled slightly: "Mr. has questioned my ability, how can I just sit idly by? I want Mr. to know what I mean."

While talking, Chu Lang moved his hands.

Shen Ci's hand was pressed by him and lifted above his head. His long black hair was not tied up by the hairpin, but was scattered on the brocade quilt, like a lotus blooming in the golden ocean. The black hair contrasted sharply with the snow-white face. In the dazzling gold, it is also eye-catching. The small moles at the corners of the eyes are like delicate objects dotted on white jade, not destroying the beauty, but adding to the color.

Chu Lang grabbed Shen Ci's hands with one hand, stroked the small mole with the other, and rubbed it lightly for a moment: "How can you trust Mr. Zhen Xinyue?"

Shen Ci was a little surprised at Chu Lang's actions at first, but after thinking about it, Chu Lang wanted to kill him at all, and he only hated him, so how could he like him?

Does he believe that the little emperor will really do something outrageous to this national teacher who hates him so much and can't get rid of him quickly?

Thinking of this, Shen Ci relaxed. He looked coldly at Chu Lang's pretended aggrieved appearance, and said nothing.

Chu Lang pursed her lips, and said seriously, "Why not, just like what Yu Zeqin said, make Mister the Queen?"

Hearing the words, Shen Ci narrowed his pretty fox eyes slightly, but he actually felt that Chu Lang was never joking, if he didn't say anything, the little emperor might really pass down an imperial decree.

He coughed softly: "Your Majesty, I feel that Lin Wanshuang, Miss Lin, is indeed the best choice for empress."

"Oh?" Chu Lang said, "I confessed my love to Mr., but Mr. asked me to make Lin Wanshuang another queen?"

Seeing Chu Lang's smile, Shen Ci raised the corners of his mouth slightly, like the crooked moon at night, bright but gentle: "Yu Zeqin can give advice, but why can't I?"

With a cold face, Chu Lang pursed his lips into a straight line.

"His Majesty…"

A clear female voice beside the screen broke the deadlock, Shen Ci turned his head to look, and Lin Wanshuang was standing there with disbelief in his eyes.

Shen Ci struggled twice, his hand was pressed tightly by Chu Lang, making it difficult to move.

Chu Lang frowned and asked, "Zhao Yin, why didn't you know when someone came?"

Zhao Yin, who came in a hurry, took a cautious look at Shen Ci, and said, "Your Majesty, forgive me, it's the servant who didn't stop me."

In fact, Shen Ci had already said hello, but this situation can never be said.

Chu Lang waved Zhao Yin back, slowly got up from Shen Ci, and asked Lin Wanshuang, "Miss Lin, what's the matter?"

Lin Wanshuang saluted: "Your Majesty Sheng'an, my daughter wants to find the Master of the State Teacher."

"Oh?" Chu Lang raised his eyebrows, looking at Shen Ci who was rubbing his wrist, "Is Miss Lin very familiar with Mr.?"

Lin Wanshuang: "It's just that there are some questions I want to ask the Master of the National Teacher."

Chu Lang put Shen Ci's hand in the palm of his hand and rubbed it gently, but with a little force, there was a red mark on Baiyu's wrist, and he asked Lin Wanshuang: "What's the problem? Maybe I can answer it for you."

Lin Wanshuang didn't appreciate it as much as the previous two days, but rejected him: "My daughter's question is just a question about my daughter's family. I'm afraid it will pollute Your Majesty's ears."

Chu Lang smiled lightly: "Since it's a private matter of my daughter's family, how could my husband know about it?"

Shen Ci glanced at him: "Didn't Your Majesty still ask the minister about serving the bedroom?"

Chu Lang choked, and his eyes fell on Shen Ci. Obviously, the two of them wanted to say something that he couldn't listen to.

Chu Lang put Shen Ci's hand back, left the imperial study room, and headed towards the Solitary Dragon Palace.

Lin Wanshuang couldn't help turning pale when she heard the word "servant bedside". After Chu Lang left completely, she quickly stepped forward and asked Shen Ci: "Master Shen is really going to be the queen of Dachu? The servant girl?" What about Mr. Shen, who clearly promised his daughter and father that he would help her to ascend to the next position, what is the meaning of this now?"

Shen Ci looked at her, before he could speak.

Lin Wanshuang asked again: "Could it be that Mr. Shen is using his courtiers and father, and Mr. Shen is not aiming to be a national teacher, but is subverting Dachu?"

Shen Ci: "..."

Shen Ci was helplessly asked by Lin Wanshuang's thoughts, so he could only sit up and explain: "Shen didn't want to be a queen, nor did she intend to subvert Da Chu, and she never wanted to use the prime minister and Miss Lin."

Lin Wanshuang didn't believe it: "It has already been spread in the palace. His Majesty confessed to Lord Shen in the early court and ordered that Lord Shen be the queen."

Shen Ci raised his eyebrows: "Is the imperial edict issued?"

Lin Wanshuang was taken aback: "Not yet."

Shen Ci nodded: "Since the imperial decree has not been issued, why does Miss Lin listen to the wind and rain?"

Lin Wanshuang bit her lips: "I didn't believe it at first, but I just saw you and Your Majesty... like that, so I have to believe it."

Shen Ci slowly got up and got out of bed, and put on the coat at hand: "It was just... an accident."

Lin Wanshuang's chest heaved slightly: "Okay, I will trust Master Shen for the time being, but I will tell my father about this matter, please Master Shen to decide."

Shen Ci frowned slightly as he looked at the back of Lin Wanshuang leaving in a flick of his sleeves.

Although he asked Prime Minister Lin and Lin Wanshuang, the two parties were in a cooperative relationship. Lin Wanshuang's high-spirited attitude made him a little annoyed.

However, the palace spread the story of Chu Lang's confession to him...

If the little emperor wanted to block the news, he would definitely not be able to spread a word about it, but now everyone in the palace knows about it, probably Chu Lang himself ordered it.

Shen Ci thought of Chu Lang's quick departure, presumably his purpose was to disrupt his cooperation with Prime Minister Lin.

Shen Ci sighed helplessly, the big tree in the courtyard of Yushufang had almost shed its leaves.

Wait a second, soon...

After Chu Lang left the imperial study room, he immediately asked Zhao Yin to summon Lin Yu into the palace.

Lin Yu saluted, but he was the first to ask: "Your Majesty, I heard that your Majesty wants to make a national teacher as the empress along the way, but is it true?"

Chu Lang was noncommittal: "Why?"

Seeing that he didn't deny it, Lin Yu's heart sank: "Your Majesty, not to mention that Shen Ci is a man and your husband. He is now a national teacher and has great power. He imprisoned you since he was a child, and now he has you As a puppet, why did you marry him as queen?"