Empress difficult

Chu Yun asked curiously: "Your Majesty is looking at Princess Yan?"

Only then did Meng Yan come back to his senses, and immediately explained "no", and then turned around in embarrassment: "Oh yes, yes. I think she is very quiet by herself, she sits by herself and doesn't talk to others."

Chu Yun waved his fan: "It's not that your majesty doesn't know that this Xian princess looks cold no matter who she meets. She doesn't kiss anyone, so naturally no one wants to get close to her."

That being said, she is exactly the same as her own Wu Yaxian.

Meng Yan chatted with Chu Yun with a suppressed tone: "That's right, the dignified princess, she still wears clothes that others don't want to wear. It's hard for her."

The fan stopped, Chu Yun moved forward, and shouted in amazement and bewilderment: "Didn't His Majesty keep withholding her money?"

Mengyan: "..."

What the hell did this Princess Yan do...

Chu Yun shook his head with a look of regret: "Princess Xian doesn't have a fief like other princesses, and she lives on this money. She doesn't get much money, and she's not likable. Those people in the palace can't be bothered." Try to bully her!"

I can understand why this Princess Yan is so hated.

It doesn't matter whether Wu Yaxian is true or not, before he even started to get along with each other, he had formed a bond first...

Meng Yan said without confidence: "This is not good."

Chu Yun was stunned for a moment, nodded in agreement, and said without any scheming: "Occasionally, I think she is quite pitiful—but when I salute her and she ignores me, I don't feel so pitiful again."

Meng Yan defended Wu Yaxian palely: "You think she is so lonely in the palace, being oppressed and bullied all the time, it's normal for her to be a little cold to others."

Chu Yun pouted: "But I never bullied her."

Meng Yan thought for a while and found a reason: "But she doesn't know that you won't treat her badly. She thinks that everyone in this palace is the same, so that's an attitude towards everyone."

Chu Yun blinked and understood for a long time, and finally sighed: "Your Majesty, why did you suddenly speak for her..."

Meng Yan froze immediately, and then turned around to order the dinner to begin, as if he hadn't heard Chu Yun's words.

There weren't many people at the dinner party.When the first emperor bloodbathed the harem, most of the concubines of Emperor Hongli were wiped out overnight.Now more than ten years have passed, the princes have been separated to set up households, and the princesses have been married. With so few left, the hall seems more and more empty.

Meng Yan is in the upper position, he is a person who has no airs, and somehow he feels a little melancholy of the emperor.

The atmosphere is a little weird.

As Chao Qian'er said, these people's attitudes towards him are very contradictory. While hating them, they have to bow their heads and lower their attitudes.Speaking of this meal, if it weren't for the emperor's coercion, they would definitely not have come so actively.

Based on the principle of "talk more, make more mistakes", Meng Yan never speaks except what is necessary, making people panic, and it is impossible to guess what she is trying to do.

Only Chao Qian'er kept her Wanli Qingyue voice, making gags all the way, everyone teased her, and when it came to Wu Yaxian's side, she also said sweetly, "But I haven't seen Princess Xian for some time."

Wu Yaxian was really cold, and when she heard the words, she just raised her eyelids to take a look, her face was expressionless, even her gaze seemed to be giving charity.

Chao Qian'er didn't feel embarrassed, raised his glass from the air, and said calmly: "Qian'er still misses you, when will you invite Qian'er to Yijing Palace?"

Meng Yan was terrified watching from the side, thinking that Wu Yaxian would definitely not give this face, but unexpectedly she picked up the wine glass and drank it down in one gulp, simply happy.

It's cold and cool, and he's handsome.

Wu Ya leisurely put down her wine glass, and said flatly to Chao Qian'er: "The Yijing Palace is simple and poor, so it can't entertain Miss Chao."

Chao Qian'er covered her mouth and laughed: "What did Princess Xian say, is Qian'er that kind of person? Princess Xian is willing to reward Qian'er with a sip of hot tea, how can Qian'er care about being simple or not?"

Wu Yaxian directly turned her head and told the maid beside her: "Miss Chao loves tea, find out my box of Mengxianshan and send it to the girl—it's not a good tea, the girl should drink it first."

Mengyan listened to them coming and going in circles, and interjected: "Since Chao Qian'er loves to drink tea, it's fine to ask Dian Zhongsheng not to prepare it. Otherwise, Chu Yun, look for some good tea from me later, give it to me." Chao Qian'er and Xian...Princess Xian are separated."

Meng Yan stared at Wu Yaxian, and the latter looked over, with doubts and surprises, all indifferent, and then covered under his eyes, unable to tell the difference.Meng Yan thought belatedly, a second ago he was deducting his monthly salary, and suddenly he was about to give him tea, the contrast was a bit big.It is not appropriate to do so.

It just so happened that Chao Qian'er said "Thank you, Your Majesty" happily, and then said coquettishly, "It's not good for Your Majesty to be so biased. There are so many brothers and sisters here, and only rewarding Qian'er and Princess Xian, wouldn't it embarrass us both?" .”

Can you not speak...

Meng Yan said solemnly: "I haven't said anything yet, but you talk a lot. Naturally, everyone has rewards. How can you make it difficult for the two of you."

The rest of the people expressed their gratitude unanimously, and the atmosphere became a little lively.

Princess Xian has been sitting at the bottom, wandering outside, looking out of place.

The musicians came up, accompanied by a few girls with soft sleeves, and began to babble in the middle.As a high school graduate from the 21st century, Meng Yan couldn't feel anything other than "pretty good-looking".

But most of the meal was eaten, and everyone relaxed, not as nervous as they were at the beginning.Meng Yan walked to Wu Yaxian's side, and an attendant immediately moved the soft chair to the side with sharp eyes and hands.

Wu Ya leisurely looked at the vermilion solid wood chair with bright yellow carvings, and then looked up at Meng Yan.Meng Yan looked away in embarrassment, and asked politely, "Do you mind if I sit here?"

Wu Yaxian got up, took a step back, and saluted without sincerity: "Please, Your Majesty."

Meng Yan waved her hand: "You don't need to be born, above the family banquet, you are still my sister."

There should be "don't dare to make mistakes" here, but Wu Ya lowered her eyes and sat back quietly.

……

This is too inconsistent with Xie Youan's painting style...

Meng Yan continued to be embarrassed for a while, and then approached: "The Lingxi Palace was burned down, and now it is being repaired, why not see which courtyard in the palace needs repairing, and do it together."

Wu Ya turned her head to look at Meng Yan with a blank expression, waiting for the next article.

Meng Yan had no choice but to bite the bullet and express: "Didn't you just say that your Yijing Palace is not good? I'll ask someone to repair it for you."

Wu Yaxian blinked slowly, pursed her thin lips lightly, and brought an ice skate when she spoke again, her words were cold: "Your Majesty has thought of a new way to torture me?"

……

Ten mouths can't tell the difference!

Wu Yaxian was still making up the knife: "Just withholding Fengyin, it has long been unable to satisfy you, right?"

Is it really good to talk to the emperor like this?This is because I have a good temper and I don't have the self-consciousness to be an emperor. If you are a real emperor, don't you kill yourself?

The princess of strange words is harsh and oppressive, why don't you say that you turned to the thorn by yourself!

Meng Yan was a little speechless, but after another thought, her hatred for this original body did not seem to have been accumulated in a day or two, it should have been forged a long time ago.

In other words, she is still the idle princess from before, there is no situation where she changed in the middle?

The blood all over Meng Yan's body rushed to the top of his head in an instant, and there was a loud buzzing in his ears.After finally suppressing her panic, Meng Yan tentatively asked: "How much money was deducted from you before, figure it out, and I will pay you back."

Wu Yaxian let out air through her nostrils, and even sneered: "Your Majesty is so kind, can this be counted clearly?"

If you don't know, you may not know, and there is still hope.

Meng Yan let out a breath, but Wu Yaxian added: "How much money should I have in four years and seven months, how about His Majesty to figure it out by himself?"

Mengyan: "..."

The hatred is deep, the key is, is this person really Wu Yaxian?

Meng Yan really didn't have the time to go around in circles, so she tilted her head and asked bluntly, "Do you still remember when you were young and almost drowned when you went swimming?"

Wu Yaxian frowned slightly: "What did you say?"

Meng Yan gestured: "It's in the small river at the head of the village in the countryside. You go to the river to fish for a paint bucket, and you almost drown."

Wu Yaxian looked at her like she was insane: "What the hell is your Majesty talking about?"

Meng Yan became anxious: "Really don't you remember? It's that river, I fell into it in winter, and the ice layer was crushed by me."

Wu Ya stood up to avoid Meng Yan's hand, and kept a distance from her: "I don't understand what your majesty is talking about. Your majesty has traveled in the palace, but I have never left the palace, and I have never been to any countryside."

Really?

Meng Yan's heart began to fall, and there was nowhere to fall, and there was a dark abyss on all sides.

Wu Yaxian rolled her eyes inadvertently, and glanced to the side.Meng Yan looked along instinctively, and saw an extra person outside the door, who seemed to have run in, and his chest was still heaving.

Capable skirt, hair pull a most basic fancy.

Xie Youan, why are you back again?