The three adults asked to see each other, and Chu Ning should go out and deal with it even if he did his own thing.

As for how to deal with it, what kind of answer to give to the things in the palace is beyond anyone's control - Chu Ning is not Chu Huan, she doesn't care about her image, she doesn't have the intention of appeasing the minister, and she doesn't worry about causing anyone's protests and dissatisfaction.

For her, none of the problems that can be solved by force are problems.

As for the problem that cannot be solved by force, then leave it to the Empress of Lingguo to solve it.

Anyway, she was the one who wanted to recover Xiling, and she should have come out to clean up the mess.

At this time, Zixi, who was in the Tanglin Palace, also thought the same way.

What happened in Xiling, although she didn't see it with her own eyes, she could imagine it.

Chu Huan couldn't wait to get rid of Chu Ning and Su Jin, in order to prevent the King of Qingjun from destroying it, before dealing with Chu Ning, he would definitely find an excuse to transfer the King of Qingjun away.

However, as long as Chu Huan officially starts to attack Chu Ning, it means that his own death has come.

Chu Ning is not a soft-hearted person, if Chu Huan only thinks about dealing with her and does not involve Su Jin, she may be able to tolerate one or two, but when it comes to Su Jin, she will not have so much tolerance.

Therefore, even if Chu Huan does not die, it is impossible for him to sit on the throne safely.

Zixi was just waiting now, waiting for a definite news - it didn't matter what kind of chaos Xiling would fall into before her will arrive.

If there is no urgent matter, even if it is chaotic for a while, it will not affect the foundation of the society.

"Your Majesty." Qiu Yan walked into the hall, "The Prime Minister asks to see you." ”

Since the beginning of the dynasty, the regent has removed the redundant guards here, leaving only the previous imperial guards.

Zixi was lazily lying on the carved brocade couch, boredly looking at the portraits presented below—the portraits of the sons of the Tanglin Imperial Capital.

Prepared for her upcoming audition.

Hearing Qiu Yan's report, she said lightly: "Let him in." ”

After a while, Feng Weiyu, who was dressed in a moon-white robe, walked in, with a long posture and a jade tree in the wind.

When he entered the hall, he respectfully bowed, "Your Majesty." ”

"The prime minister is flat." Zixi raised her eyes and smiled, turned her head and ordered, "Qingdai, serve tea." ”

"Yes."

Feng Weiyu stood up, his eyebrows fell on Zixi's face, and the corners of his eyes were dyed with a gentle smile, which made him look like jade and noble.

At this time, just standing there quietly makes people feel that this is a real handsome Zhuo Shijia son, who is so good and so good in terms of cultivation and bearing.

The perfect lover in the hearts of the little girls is probably like this.

Zixi's eyes drooped slightly, and the smile on her lips added a little coolness.

When Feng Weiyu got up, she also saw the portrait on the case in front of her, her eyes were slightly condensed, and then she smiled gently: "Your Majesty, whose son-in-law has you taken a fancy to?" ”

"Well, it's good to look at the portrait." Zixi leaned on the couch and said in a lazy voice, "But I always feel that this matter is ...... Not very used to it. ”

"Your Majesty is a woman, and she has just ascended the throne, so it is normal not to get used to it." Feng Weiyu said, "Choose a few more times in the future, and you will slowly get used to it." ”

Although this sentence is said gently, it inadvertently reveals a trace of reluctance and loneliness.

Gentle and forbearing, empathetic, even if she likes or even wants to be exclusive, she is still willing to be wronged for the sake of her beloved woman - this is the man who once made her pour all her feelings into love.