When the Alluring Queen opened her eyes, all the kings in the world knelt down

Out of respect for the Grand Tutor, Emperor Zhaocheng quickly ordered someone to call Yan Li over. Looking at the little girl who looked like her mother, the Emperor loved her and his expression was obviously warmed: "Girl Li, do you want to live in the Grand Tutor's Mansion?"

Yan Li saw that Grand Tutor Jiang was also there, and she suddenly understood something in her heart, and said in a light tone: "It doesn't matter."

"I will arrange a few people for you, you go back and live for a few days first. If you get used to it, let Nanny An come to the palace and tell me." Emperor Zhaocheng stroked her head gently, "Don't wrong yourself."

Grand Tutor Jiang stood aside, knowing that this was a warning from the emperor.

Yan Li had lived in the Grand Tutor's Mansion for more than ten years, so how could she get used to it? The implication was that if someone bullied her again, she could go to the palace to complain at any time.

Yan Li's attitude remained distant: "Yeah."

Taifu Jiang frowned and reminded in a grandfatherly tone: "Girl Li, the emperor's grace is great, how can you thank him?"

Yan Li didn't say anything.

Among the nine kingdoms in the world, the Southern Kingdom has the largest territory, the strongest military force, and the richest economy. It has the potential to dominate the world. As the noble and arrogant female emperor of the Southern Kingdom, it has always been others who thank her. If Emperor Zhaocheng knew her identity, I'm afraid he would be inferior to her.

"Yan Li is still young, so she doesn't have to pay attention to those cumbersome formalities." Emperor Zhaocheng said, "Taifu, go back first and have someone repair Yan Li's courtyard. It's time to buy tables, chairs, and tea sets. Don't be too shabby. She is now a duke personally appointed by me, and she is still an orphan living under someone else's roof. I hope Taifu will pay attention to it."

Is this sentence a warning?

Master Jiang's heart sank slightly, and he felt a little happy. He felt uncomfortable thinking that he had to be polite and respectful to his granddaughter in his own home.

He could not disobey the imperial decree, so he responded respectfully: "I understand, Your Majesty, please rest assured."

After the master left, Emperor Zhaocheng looked at Yan Li with a thoughtful look in his eyes: "Girl Li, have you made any arrangements recently?"

Yan Li glanced at him and shook her head slowly.

She knew what Emperor Zhaocheng herself meant. Although she had tried her best to hide her previous behavior towards Yan Li with silence, she could not force to learn Yan Li's submissive nature. 꽭来电影网

"I forgot to tell you something." Emperor Zhaocheng remembered something very important. "The Ninth Prince has received the imperial decree for marriage, but he didn't say anything else. I'll send someone to ask when I have time. When I get the confirmation, I'll set the wedding date. Fortunately, you are still old, and it's not too late to get married after a year or two. What do you think?"

Yan Li didn't care: "I don't have any opinion."

Emperor Zhaocheng couldn't help frowning, and his eyes were more thoughtful. Yan Li was indeed the same as before-although he didn't often appear in front of her in these years, he would occasionally ask people about Yan Li's situation in the Jiang family.

She has always been cautious, quiet and submissive. Although Emperor Zhaocheng was happy to see her like this, as long as she was doing well, he didn't ask much.

But in the past few days, Yan Li's behavior is completely different from the cautious little girl in the Taifu Mansion. Not only has she become bolder, but her demeanor is also like a completely different person.

Emperor Zhaocheng thought of Yan Li's repeated mention of marrying Mu Cang, and finally asked curiously: "Li girl, have you met the Ninth Prince?"

Yan Li did not hide it and nodded truthfully: "Yes."

I met him on the battlefield. He looked lonely and cold and difficult to get close to.

Emperor Zhaocheng hummed: "Do you like him?"

Like?

Yan Li sneered: "I like him in theory."

It's just a wrong impression. If Mu Cang was born in the South, he might enter her harem.

The Queen of the Southern Kingdom was a romantic and passionate woman. She didn't have three palaces and six courtyards in her harem because she was killed by the person she trusted the most before she had time to choose.

If she had the chance to live again, she felt that love between men and women was really not that important. At best, it was just a way to spice up a boring life.

Power is the most important thing.

If you can command, all your subordinates will obey you. You have the power of life and death. You can have whatever you want. You have wealth and honor in your hands. Why should you cling to a man who may change his mind at any time?

Emperor Zhaocheng was speechless for a moment, and didn't know how to continue the conversation.

How many women in the imperial city dream of marrying the Ninth Prince Mu Cang? Ask anyone, and they will blush and say, "I have admired the Ninth Prince for a long time."

Only Yan Li replied very bluntly, "I like him in conversation."

So is it really to find a powerful backer?

Emperor Zhaocheng thought deeply for a moment and felt that this was not wrong. After all, Yan Li had met Mu Cang, but had not really met him. She did like him in conversation. When they got married and got along more, she would naturally like him.

"Rest in the palace for a few more days, let the female doctor check your injury, and go home when you are sure you are healed."

"Yes." Yan Li had no objection.

It was too convenient to live in the palace. She needed to live in the palace, find an opportunity to visit various medical clinics, get some medicine, and then find skilled craftsmen to make some easy-to-carry hidden weapons.

Wait until this body has enough self-protection ability, then think about other things.

Relying on others for protection can only bring temporary safety, relying on oneself is the long-term way.

Yan Li returned to Fengyang Palace and rested quietly for two days, reading books, exercising, and occasionally standing by the window for a while, with calm and indifferent eyebrows, as if separated by a layer of fog, making it impossible to see through.

A message came from Fengyi Palace that Jiang Jingyue fainted due to exhaustion while kneeling and copying scriptures. The Queen hurriedly ordered the imperial physician to diagnose Jiang Jingyue's pulse, and Fengyi Palace was in chaos.

When Yan Li heard the news, she didn't react much.

For a daughter of a prosperous and beautiful family, kneeling and copying scriptures for several days was indeed a torture. She was able to persist for so many days without fainting. In addition to wanting to leave a good impression on the prince, she was probably worried about displeasing the emperor.

Now that the emperor's anger has subsided a lot, she can faint and have a good rest for a few days.

"Prince Nanyang." The maid of Fengyi Palace came to invite people again, with a very humble attitude, "The Queen invites you to Fengyi Palace. There is something important to tell you."

Yan Li replied in a very calm tone: "Wait for me to wash up and go over."

The maid lowered her hands and waited respectfully outside the door.

Yan Li had probably guessed the Queen's intention. After a simple change of clothes and makeup, she took Qinglian and Baidie to Fengyi Palace.

When they arrived at Fengyi Palace, they found that as expected, the emperor was also invited.