The host is forced to marry every day

The prime minister who had been waiting in the mansion for a long time saw him and hurriedly stood up with an anxious look on his face, "Master, how is it? What did she say?"

The national teacher thought of the conversation with Yuan Yao just now in the imperial study, and his face was gloomy, "The little girl doesn't know which tendon is wrong, and the oil and salt can't get in."

The prime minister frowned immediately, "Has she discovered our plan? I said earlier that Yuan Yao is a hidden danger and cannot be kept."

The national teacher raised his hand and said, "Don't worry, now that Nie Chi hasn't been eliminated, Yuan Yao can't be moved, we have to think long term."

"How to plan in the long run?"

The prime minister looked a little impatient.

He walked up and down the lobby with his hands behind his back, feeling agitated, "She knew that she sent Dali Siqing to investigate the case in Huainan, what if she really found something? This little girl is definitely not as simple as we thought .”

The national teacher pondered for a moment, "Don't worry, Prime Minister, even if the Minister of Dali Temple goes there in person, he won't be able to find out what's on your head."

The prime minister was taken aback, "What do you mean by that?"

The national teacher narrowed his eyes slightly, and a meaningful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "The prefect Cao will leave Huainan tonight... After Dali Siqing arrives, all clues will point to Nie Chi, which has nothing to do with you .”

The prime minister was startled, "You mean?"

The national teacher stroked his long beard, "Originally I wanted to let Nie Chi go there in person, and then he would get all the stolen goods, but unfortunately it doesn't matter now, I have already prepared everything. Two months later, Nie Chi If Zhang wants to break free from this case, it is absolutely impossible to turn the world upside down..."

The prime minister heard the words, but still looked hesitant.

The national teacher glanced at his expression, and added quietly, "After Nie Chi is removed, the prime minister will naturally have the final say on how Yuan Yao will die."

The prime minister was silent for a moment, and finally nodded, and said in a deep voice, "The national teacher is doing things, so the truth is naturally at ease."

Yuan Yao rested on the recliner all afternoon.

At first, she held on to read the book for a while, but then she simply dropped the book, closed her eyes and fell asleep.

She didn't care about another man in the room who was helping her approve the memorial.

With such a great heart, I don't know whether to say she is innocent or stupid.

Nie Chi put down the last memorial, and it was almost dusk.

It's just that the door of the imperial study room was closed tightly, and only a few rays of the setting sun came in from the upper window, just casting on the petite girl on the reclining chair.

She was lying flat on the recliner at the moment, and the book of unofficial history was covering her palm-sized face, and her sleeping face could not be seen.

She put one hand in front of her body and the other dangled over the edge of the couch.

That hand was still holding a precarious cherry loosely. The crimson color made her hand more white and tender, and the fingertips seemed to have a layer of luster.

Nie Chi stood up from the dragon chair, walked to the reclining chair, stretched out his hand, and took the unofficial history from her face.

The action is merciless.

Yuan Yao woke up suddenly, and the cherry fell from her hand to the ground.

She didn't notice it at all, but just looked at the man in front of her in confusion.

Nie Chi was also looking down at her at the moment, his expression was a little unclear under the dim light, "I have already finished what your majesty ordered me to do, can you let me leave the palace?"

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Only then did Yuan Yao come back to her senses.

She sat up, yawned, rubbed her eyes again, her voice was hoarse and soft, "It's hard work, Uncle Emperor, then Uncle Emperor, let's go back to rest first."