When Xiao Que'er heard this, she said tentatively: "If you check it again, it will be the emperor's Yongle Palace." ”

Jiang Shuning's eyebrows jumped when he heard Han Yongrui's palace.

The person who tricked her could not be Han Yongrui.

At the beginning, the other party carried the Gu King, in order to untie the Gu Devouring Curse Gu for her, she almost dragged her body down, how could the Gu King's domineering be bearable by ordinary people.

If it weren't for Han Yongrui's internal strength to protect his body and Mo Zixuan's timely measures, I am afraid that although he saved her, he would not have lived long.

Moreover, the process of dismissal is really tragic.

It wasn't a pleasure at all, it was a visual torture.

So far, Jiang Shuning can't figure out how Han Yongrui did it.

If it were her, I was afraid that she would have been nauseous and vomiting a long time ago.

Jiang Shuning retracted her complicated feelings, she said to Xiao Qi'er: "Yongle Palace is not allowed to touch, go and check the concubines left behind in each palace, don't worry about the movement, just stare at these people, it's the fox that will always show its tail, don't worry, we have time." ”

"Yes, slave and maid will do it."

"Go—"

……

The Imperial Study.

Han Yongrui held a red pen in his hand and reviewed one book after another.

Yan An on the side, looking at the emperor's tireless appearance, his anxious face wrinkled into buns.

Seeing that noon had passed, he stepped forward boldly: "Your Majesty, the time has passed, you can rest." ”

Han Yongrui didn't seem to hear Yan'an's words, the red pen in his hand was reading on the fold in front of him, and the pen was extremely sharp, as if it was carrying the wind.

Yan An knelt on the ground and cried: "Your Majesty, you haven't had lunch yet, can the slave give you food?" ”

This time, Han Yongrui finally made a move.

He stopped the pen in his hand and raised his eyes to look at Yan'an lightly, his eyes were as waveless as a pool of water, calm and frightening.

Yan An was not afraid, he continued to persuade with red eyes: "Your Majesty, if you are known by the queen, I am afraid that I will feel sorry for you." ”

Over the past year, Yan'an knows very well who is the emperor's weakness.

Sure enough, hearing the queen, Han Yongrui put down his pen.

He got up and said to Yan An, "Pass the meal." ”

Yan An was so excited that he was about to cry, so he hurriedly got up and trotted out of the hall, and sure enough, it was most appropriate to move the queen out.

Han Yongrui's stomach is empty, and he is indeed a little hungry, but there have been many things in the DPRK and China recently, and this busyness can't be stopped.

Thinking that Ning Er learned that he had not had lunch, the other party would definitely come over, and persuaded him softly and detachedly, not to disregard his body for official business.

Since half a year ago, the two broke the peace of mind, and they have become more and more estranged from each other, coupled with the exposure of Fengluan Palace, that girl seems to be very unkind to him.

Although on weekdays, he is more docile to him than ever, cares about him in everything, and fulfills the obligations of the queen, but the estrangement between the two is like a mountain.

Han Yongrui got up and walked towards the side hall of the imperial study, and Yan An had already led people to set up a meal at the table in the side hall.

"Your Majesty, there is your favorite eight-treasure duck today."

Yan An personally brought the eight-treasure duck to the table.

Looking at the dishes on the table, most of them turned out to be the queen's favorite food.

The same is true of this eight-treasure duck.

Han Yongrui picked up the chopsticks, and ate quietly under the service of the palace people on the side.

"This palace wants to see the emperor! Get out of here, you minion! ”

"Damn minions! Emperor! The Emperor ......"

Just as Han Yongrui was eating, there was a commotion outside the imperial study.

Hearing the familiar voice outside the hall, Han Yongrui's eyebrows were furrowed, and his eyes showed a look of boredom.