(MTL)Bai Yueguang's stand-in struggles daily

Chapter 91

Chapter 91

    "Your Majesty." He Xiangrong lowered her eyes slightly and smiled, before she couldn't help but persuade: "...you see them, your mind will naturally not get better. Your Majesty, the Marquis of Changguang is right, but His Majesty Listening to the advice of Marquis Changguang, this situation of the prime minister's dominance for one day may be able to change."

    Although these words were on the surface to persuade Your Majesty to rest assured, they sounded so gentle, but they were actually sarcasm, the Prime Minister said. Husbands and wives disregard the honor and inferiority of the ruler and ministers, and they defile the palace, their hearts can be punished!

    Lu Yaconcubine was also standing aside, hearing Yu Guiconcubine's words, she couldn't help but hide the irony in her eyes.

    "Your Majesty," she said slowly, "the past can't be traced back, what did the concubine say these things. Could it be that the Queen Mother should not have given the Queen Mother back home. Now that the Queen Mother is still ill, instead of putting her beak here, Let's go back to the palace soon."

    Emperor Zhao showed a touch of impatience on his face, "The harem cannot be involved in politics. In the future, Mr. He, remember not to mention it."

    Although His Majesty's words were not serious, but only There is only a hint of coldness and hardness, which makes people feel oppressed for no reason. He Xiangrong's face was slightly frightened, and this time, he said "yes" in a low voice, and he didn't dare to say anything.

    She knew in her heart that His Majesty had no love for the concubines who were left behind. If it was said that he still had so much affection for Jiang Luoyun in the past, but now his heart is all tied to Jiang Niannian. Therefore, in his eyes, they are nothing more than concubines, not even wives, so naturally they won't show more respect!

    ...

    The carriage of the Prime Minister's Mansion returned to Chang'an City, and in the night, it was already a scene of sparse stars and bright moon.

    When the carriage shop was winding down the long street, Jiang Niannian was so sleepy that he fell asleep, and now his long eyelashes were curled up, and his skin was as thick as fat, and he looked like he was asleep.

    "Sir, the Prime Minister's Mansion is here." The servant said outside.

    Gu Changqing said "um" and picked up Jiang Niannian across his waist before ordering someone to lift the curtain.

    At this time, it was already night in the city, but a person was seen waiting in front of the Prime Minister's Mansion. Wearing a Taoist uniform, with a solemn expression, there is a sense of being intolerant of the world and immortal.

    "Sir." When the steward saw the Prime Minister coming back, he took a step forward and said in a low voice, "This Taoist priest has been waiting here since he was ugly, and he has been waiting for a long time. Because he doesn't know the relationship between him and you, the little one has But I didn't dare to greet her in the inner room."

    Gu Changqing looked away from his sweet wife's sleeping face, and then glanced over there. "Master Qingyan." He whispered.

    This Master Qingyan, no wonder the servants in the mansion did not know him. Since he took control of the court, he has rarely seen the master. It's just that when he was a child, when he was abused in Changguanghou's mansion, he survived safely, all relying on Qingyan's care. Even if he is now above ten thousand people, he will never forget him.