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    He smiled, turned around and looked at Yao Shi:

    "In the past, the deceased Yin family of Duke Dingguo's mansion once came to the Prince of Qin's mansion as a guest and asked her, why is there so much woody fragrance in the mansion?"

    When Yao Shi heard what he said, he understood what Yan Zhui was thinking.

    ?We are all smart people. When talking to smart people, just stop talking.

    It¡¯s just that Yao Shi couldn¡¯t help but admire Fu Minghua¡¯s intelligence and sensitivity at this time, as well as his very delicate mind. Her perspective on things like family interference was quite different.

    ¡°Southern tangerine and northern tangerine are the woody flowers that grow in the south of the Yangtze River. If they are transplanted to Luoyang, they may not be able to bloom the flowers in the south of the Yangtze River.¡±

    Yan Zhui laughed softly, but his murderous intent was clear in his tone:

    "I just want to know if the Xie family in Jiangzhou can still maintain such glory if they leave Jiangzhou!"

    He turned around and walked back to the high platform:

    "The family attaches great importance to inheritance, and regards inheritance as more important than jewelry and jade. False fame can actually drive people." He lifted up his clothes, turned around, and looked down at the table and the dragon chair. This chair was where Emperor Jia'an once sat.  Yes, he had been in and out of the study room of Xuanhui Hall several times that year.

    At this time, Yan Zhui seemed to be looking at the late emperor who had long since passed away. "The late emperor once said that it would be easy to make things difficult, but I want to do the opposite. I will end the Xie family's inheritance and force the Xie family to move. Ten years later, I don't know where the Xie family will be."  I have to open my eyes and see if it can still achieve its current reputation!"

    Yao Shi bent his back. After hearing this, he asked after a long while:

    "The emperor's words are true, but it is no small matter to relocate the family. If the teacher is unknown, he will only be criticized."

    As soon as he said these words, Yan Zhui smiled and said:

    "Everything depends on human effort. This is why I called you here today."

    He sat down. The tea on the table was already cold, but Huang Yixing, who was astute, had already noticed it. Before he could reach out to touch the tea cup, freshly brewed tea had been replaced. Yan Zhui picked up the tea cup.  At this time, the water was slightly hot to the mouth, but it was not too hot to swallow.

    This is the new tribute tea from Yueyang County this year. He took a sip and thought it was good. He turned to Huang Yixing and told Huang Yixing:

    "Have you sent it to Qingning Palace?"

    He was still talking about business with Yao Shi, but suddenly turned around and asked about this. It was obvious that he loved his wife very deeply.

    Huang Yixing said respectfully:

    "If you want to return to the emperor, I have already sent it to you."

    Yan Zhui nodded and turned his face as if nothing had happened. It was as if he had drunk the mellow tea a moment ago and it was natural for him to want to share it with his wife immediately. He didn't even feel the slightest embarrassment and continued:

    "I want to start with Gao Shen, and you have him killed."

    He put the tea cup on the table, and while speaking, he stretched out his hand to flick the corners of his clothes that were slightly wrinkled from sitting down, with a gentle expression.

    Yao Shi was stunned for a moment, and the next moment he understood what Yan Zhui meant, fearing that this was his intention to stay in Xuanhui Palace to discuss matters after the morning court.

    Yan Zhui wanted to kill Gao Shen, but he didn't want to use the name. He attacked him openly and openly, but instead wanted to use his own hands. He obviously wanted to assassinate Gao Shen.

    After hearing this, Huang Yixing and others in the palace lowered their heads and did not dare to say a word.

    Yao Shi remembered that Gao Shen had an affair with Lu Changyuan in the past, and he suspected that he was a remnant of the previous dynasty. He thought for a moment and agreed. Yan Zhui discussed it with him again before asking him to retreat.

    After reviewing the memorial on the table, Yan Zhui looked at the time and saw that it was already the end of noon. Fu Minghua had the habit of taking a nap. He thought for a moment that if he changed his clothes and sat there for a while, she would be ready to get up, so he threw down his pen.  Prepare to pack up and go to Qingning Palace.

    There was silence in Qingning Palace. The singing cicadas on the treetops had long been pounced down. As they walked along, the hot air hit their faces.

    Huang Yixing held the hem of his clothes in one hand and took a fan at the same time, chasing after Yan Zhui to fan him.

    Before entering the palace, Huang Yixing wanted to shout, but Yan Zhui stretched out his hand to stop him.

    He knew what the emperor was thinking, so he glanced at Cheng Ji and signaled Cheng Ji to go ahead and say hello. Today, Biyun and Bilan were on duty in the palace. When they saw Yan chasing after them, the palace servants knelt on the ground.

    "Before breakfast, Aunt Zhang carried His Highness over. His Highness refused to leave, so the empress stayed with His Highness and slept for about a quarter of an hour."

    Biyun explained in a low voice that Aunt Zhang was Yan Zhao's new wet nurse. In order to prevent the prince from getting close to the wet nurse and alienating his biological mother, since the founding of the Tang Dynasty, there have been three generations of monarchs. Since the period of Emperor Jia'an, the palace servants around him have been surrounded by a group of people.  This series of changes is to prevent the servants and palace maids in the harem from getting too close to the prince and causing him to fall into disgrace.The cause of trouble.

    The same was true when Yan Zhui was a child, and it was certainly the same when Yan Zhao was here.

    He was still young, and there were many palace attendants around him, and there were several wet nurses.

    Yan Zhui nodded and walked lightly into the house. There were not many ice basins in the house. The windows and coffins were half-opened. Sandalwood was burning in the corner of the room, and the green smoke curled up, making Yan Zhui feel that he had walked all the way.  The restlessness has dissipated a bit.

    Only one layer of the gauze curtain was lowered on the bed, embroidered with hibiscus. He opened the gauze curtain with his fingertips, and there were two people, one big and one small, sleeping soundly on the bed.

    ??Fu Minghua wore a gauze skirt, with looming pink ruffles wrapped around her plump jade arms. The scent of fragrance was looming on her chest, and her face was pressed against the porcelain pillow. Her black hair was spread out and covered most of her face, with only a hint of red lips visible.

    "Compared to Fu Minghua's regular sleeping position, Yan Zhao spread his hands and feet, resting one little foot on Fu Minghua's body. His little clothes fell apart, revealing the belly that covered his belly.

    Yan Zhui glanced at his son and saw that his lips were moving. He couldn't help but laugh or cry. His eyes fell on Fu Minghua again. He sat down and leaned down.

    Fu Minghua was always alert and felt something was wrong. When he opened his eyes, his lips had already fallen and he bit her fragrant lips.

    His arms went around her body, through her hair, and easily took her into his arms.

    As soon as his mother moved, Yan Zhao rolled into the corner, curled up in a ball by the corner of the curtain, and fell asleep again.

    Before Fu Minghua could react, Yan Zhui's hand reached to her waist and gently opened the belt.

    Although the weather was hot, her body was as warm and cool as jade. He held the heavy nephrite on her chest and played with it. She buried her head in Yan Zhui's arms, aware of his intentions, and said in a trembling voice:

    "Zhao'er"

    "Have someone take him away!" Yan Zhui's face looked a little ugly. As he spoke, his lips kissed the top of her head again and again. The force on his hands gradually increased, which also made her breath a little unstable.

    "No." Fu Minghua hugged his neck and whispered, "No."

    If he takes the child away, Biyun and others will naturally know his intentions.

    She struggled twice, but did not dare to use too much force for fear of waking up Yan Zhao.

    But this little strength was no match for Yan Zhui, and in the end he was still kissed until his chin was hooked until he was out of breath.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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