Chapter 337 Who bullied her? Climb up the thigh



Chapter 337 Who bullied her? Climb up the thigh

After the tightly closed door of the Geunjeongjeon opened.

The two ministers in the hall took a short breath, and Xiao Dongzi immediately led the palace servants in to add tea and water.

Lu Juan, who was sitting on the lower right, had a tired face. The wrinkles between his brows could not be relaxed at all, and he had dark circles under his eyes, which was enough to show the hard work he had endured in recent days.

He raised his eyes and glanced at Duan Mingfeng beside him.

It was discovered that the Imperial City Envoy was in good spirits, but Duan Mingfeng had a dark complexion and a gloomy face all day long, so it was hard to tell anything.

Lu Juan's gaze turned to the emperor in the hall again. Emperor Wu Su was looking down at the memorial in his hand.

He hasn't rested since he came back from his night visit to the Prime Minister's residence, but there is no sign of fatigue between his brows.

He did not have time to attend court today, so he summoned court officials to the Qinzheng Hall.

Lu Juan couldn't help but sigh in his heart that some people are born to be emperors and kings. Just in terms of the physical strength and energy, it is beyond the reach of ordinary people.

"Bring over the files on officials appointed by Su Fengyue in previous years."

Emperor Wu Su's voice was cold and distant.

Lu Juan put away his thoughts, picked up a bunch of files at hand and placed them on the desk in front of the emperor.

"Your Majesty, I have marked all the problematic areas and separated them with paper."

Zhao Mingyan nodded: "You guys go to the side hall to have your meal first."

Lu Juan said: "Your Majesty should also eat something."

"No, I'm not hungry."

Zhao Mingyan had already read the key part of the file and said in a deep voice, "In addition to Lingzhou, there is also Longzhou in the northwest. Most of the officials there were promoted by Su Fengyue. We need to find a group of new people from among the court officials to go there."

Lu Juan said: "That's right, the local governors and governors of these two continents are almost all Su Fengyue's followers and disciples."

Lu Juan understood why the emperor summoned ministers on such a large scale. He also wanted to take this opportunity to see how many of them still had the ambition to serve the country and were willing to be sent to local areas to serve as officials.

If Qingrong was not pregnant and he could not leave her and the child, he would be willing to solve this urgent problem for Emperor Wu Su.

Zhao Mingyan waved his sleeves and said, "Ziyou, you and Mingfeng go downstairs to eat first." He looked up at the clepsydra and said, "I'll give you two quarters of an hour to rest. Come back at noon. Go ahead."

According to the current progress, we should be busy until at least the evening.

Lu Juan indeed felt tired. He was busy with maneuvering and assigning people, which was extremely brain-consuming. He just needed to go outside and get some fresh air.

He bowed his head and said, "I'll take my leave."

Duan Mingfeng heard the emperor calling his name, and hurried forward and said, "Your Majesty, I am not hungry yet, and the defense map in my hand is not ready yet. I will accompany Your Majesty in the palace."

Emperor Wu Su nodded slightly and looked at the object in his hand intently.

Lu Juan froze in place, and his legs, which he intended to retreat, were unable to move.

His sleepy eyes opened wide as he stared at Duan Mingfeng's back, as if he wanted to stare a big hole in the soft armor on his back.

Is now the time to show loyalty and see who can resist hunger longer?

This made Lu Juan very difficult. He couldn't leave, but if he didn't leave, he probably wouldn't be able to handle such a high-intensity shift.

Emperor Wu Su has great physical strength, which is extraordinary. Duan Mingfeng has family secret skills. He grew up in hardship and has no problem not eating or drinking for a few days.

But he is a mortal being and has lived a life of luxury since childhood.

Among the three, he was the only one who had a wife in his room. Thinking that he had not seen Qingrong in the daytime for a long time, Lu Juan sighed, with endless sorrow in his chest.

“Hungry!”

A childish voice was heard from the palace gate.

Lu Juan moved closer to the door, turned his head and looked over there, a hint of surprise flashed across his eyes. This little girl looked a little familiar.

Looking more closely, he felt like he was almost hallucinating from hunger.

Otherwise, why would the fifth sister's child appear in the palace, especially at this critical juncture.

Unlike Lu Juan's surprise, Duan Mingfeng glanced towards the door calmly, turned his head as if he didn't see it, and continued to organize the drawings in his hand.

Because Duan Mingfeng was sent by the emperor to protect this young master last time, he already knew the true identity of this little girl.

He was also surprised in his heart, why only the young master came here by himself, but there was no trace of Ji Qingwu.

Emperor Wu Su, sitting high on the throne, was looking intently at the file in his hand. His posture never changed, and his drooping eyelashes cast a shadow on his face.

He was obviously planning something in his mind and didn't notice the movement at the door.

Seeing that no one paid attention to her, Jiujiu turned her dark eyes towards the two adults standing in the hall.

She ran in with her short legs, and Li Yuzong didn't dare to stop her.

Both men in the hall were very handsome. Jiujiu took a look at them and ran to the one she was more familiar with, looking up at Lu Juan with her little face raised.

Before Jiujiu could speak, Lu Juan turned around and glanced at the emperor, lowering his voice and saying, "Let's go out first. This is where the adults do their business. Can your uncle take you out to play?"

It just so happened that he had a reason to go out and get some fresh air.

When Jiujiu heard Lu Juan say that he wanted to chase her out, she blinked her big eyes and ran away from him nimbly.

He came to the right rear and faced Duan Mingfeng, who had a spread of drawings on the table.

When Jiujiu got closer, she realized that the man had a fierce face and looked like he had a bad temper and was difficult to mess with.

The little girl felt a little nervous. Would he hit the child?

Their eyes met. The little girl's eyes were round and watery, revealing a sense of innocence. Duan Mingfeng was stunned for a moment, then avoided her gaze and lowered his head humbly.

The person in front of me is still a young master after all, and looking at him directly would be rude.

Jiujiu thought he didn't want to look at her, so she pursed her lips sadly, sniffed her nose, turned around and ran away.

This time, he went straight for the man a few steps above.

Emperor Wu Su picked up the imperial brush, took out a memorial book, and was about to draw when the hem of his bright yellow robe sleeve was grabbed by someone and pulled down.

The ink on the tip of the purple-gold wolf-hair brush also shook downwards, making the writing on the letter dirty.

Zhao Mingyan turned his head and his cold eyes disappeared immediately.

His eyes suddenly became warmer than the spring noon sun.

Jiujiu pouted and grabbed his sleeve with her little hands even tighter.

Seeing her pitiful appearance as if she was about to cry, Zhao Mingyan raised his head and glanced at the two people in the room.

He asked, "Did you bully her?"

Lu Juan was initially worried that the little girl's behavior would anger the emperor who was handling government affairs, but now it seems...

Just consider your own safety.

Emperor Wu Su's gaze fell on the entrance of the palace, but he did not see the figure he wanted to see.

Jiujiu's ability to read people's faces and to climb up the ladder should not be underestimated. Seeing that someone supported her, she used her hands and feet to climb onto the emperor's thighs, leaving her footprints on the bright yellow dragon robe.

Zhao Mingyan was attracted by her action. He threw the imperial pen with his right hand and pushed the memorial aside.

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