Chapter 712 Dancing Princess vs. East Factory Admiral
Shen Lang really listened to Quan Jiu's words.
The originally drastic plan to purge the court turned into a leisurely process of boiling a frog in warm water.
It took Shen Lang three months to firmly secure the throne. After a long period of observation, the ministers in the court who had originally remained neutral were finally convinced by him and made their final stand.
As a new emperor who had never taken a concubine, many ministers and foreign envoys had their eyes on the big cake of the Meng Kingdom's harem, and Chen Lang received memorials for the selection of concubines every day.
After a long time, he simply pretended to be sick and stayed in bed. After diagnosis by the imperial physician, the emperor was found to be physically weak and had to rest and cultivate himself, and not to engage in strenuous exercise.
After the news was released, everyone knew that the emperor was "in poor health" and no one dared to mention the matter of selecting a concubine anymore.
"Alas, when the emperor was in court today, he was coughing again. The imperial physician has been treating him for a long time, but there is no improvement at all."
The ministers who left the court looked worried.
General Wu Feihu: "Even the Empress, a genius doctor, is helpless. I'm afraid the Emperor's illness is incurable."
The Minister of Revenue: "Didn't the Imperial Physician say that this patient needs rest and rest, and should avoid women? Why does the Emperor go to the Empress's chambers every night?"
Wu Feihu: "You don't understand this. The Empress is a doctor. It's a good thing to have the Empress around to take care of the Emperor."
"That's true..."
“…”
Using the excuse of being sick, Chen Lang went to Fengyi Palace openly every day.
In the blink of an eye, it is deep winter again.
Shen Lang's illness finally showed signs of improvement. Just as the ministers began to get eager to fill the harem with women, Shen Lang issued an imperial decree to disband the harem.
The whole court was shocked.
They all opposed it.
But the now fully grown Chen Lang no longer had to worry about anyone, and he went his own way, regardless of the opposition.
After a month-long protest, the ministers found that Chen Lang was invulnerable and unyielding, and was no longer the soft persimmon he used to be. Finally, they had to agree to the method of disbanding the harem.
In such a huge harem, only Quan Jiu was left.
Naituanzi would go to Meng State from time to time, but due to his status as a prince of Northern Qi, the family of three were rarely together.
In the early spring two years later, the ice and snow melted, and all things revived. The third prince Xuanyuan Qinglan, who was originally "mediocre" and ignored, suddenly broke through the siege and succeeded as the new emperor of Northern Qi with the support of the fourth prince Xuanyuan Zhuo.
It is worth mentioning that on the day Xuanyuan Qinglan ascended the throne, the legendary emperor and empress of Meng Kingdom actually attended quietly and presented valuable gifts.
Xuanyuan Qinglan treated him with great courtesy and chose a day to announce that Meng State and Northern Qi would become allies and sign a contract of "no mutual aggression for a hundred years".
The day of departure.
Quan Jiu did not alarm anyone except Xuanyuan Qinglan's personal guard.
Naituanzi held Quan Jiu's hand and looked at Xuanyuan Qinglan with excitement.
"Brother Huang, take care of yourself. I will come back to see you often in the future."
He tried hard to suppress the upturned corners of his mouth and make himself look a little "sad and upset".
Xuanyuan Qinglan was not wearing a dragon robe, but a green dress, with his three thousand black hair tied up with a hairpin. He was as bright and beautiful as the moon. He did not look at Quan Jiu, but touched the head of the little boy.
"Stop pretending, just laugh if you want to."
Naituanzi was originally quite happy, but after hearing what he said, he felt a little reluctant.
After traveling to this dimension, Xuanyuan Qinglan was the only person who treated him well without any ulterior motive.
The Northern Qi royal family was not as united as the Meng Kingdom. Various forces were fighting against each other. It was not easy to be the emperor. After he left, Xuanyuan Qinglan felt like he was alone.
Xuanyuan Qinglan raised the corner of her mouth, and placed her palm on his furry head:
"Beiqi will always be your home. Come back if you miss home."
Milk ball thought for a moment, took two steps forward, and hugged his waist:
"If you miss me, you can come to Mengguo."
Xuanyuan Qinglan lowered her eyes, hiding the strangeness in them: "Okay."
Having said that, he knew in his heart that it was impossible for him to go to Meng State again.
There are some things that you still want to own after just one look. Instead of torturing yourself like this, it is better to cut off the idea from the root.
………
"Changxi, Alang, do you miss me~"
Milk ball was sitting in the carriage on the way back. He was so excited that there was no trace of sleepiness in his eyes.
Chen Lang raised his eyelids calmly: "I don't want to."
Milk ball is used to his cold exterior and warm interior, and doesn't feel hurt at all:
"Just because I don't want to think about it now doesn't mean I haven't thought about it before~"
Chen Lang sneered coldly, "I haven't grown much since returning to Northern Qi for a few years, but I've become much more shameless."
The milk ball leaned forward with his chubby face: "Do you want to pinch it?"
Chen Lang: “…”
He didn't pinch it in the end, but Quan Jiu did it for him.
"Your mouth is sweet too."
Milk ball: "Changxi has become more beautiful too."
Quan Jiu calmly accepted his flattery: "Wasn't I beautiful before?"
Milk ball: "Getting prettier every day."
“Tsk.”
The corners of Shen Lang's mouth curled up.
The little girl held her chin with both hands: "A Lang, are you being sarcastic to me?"
Shen Lang let out another meaningful "tsk".
After four days' drive, everyone finally arrived at the capital of Meng State.
When getting off the carriage, Chen Lang supported Quan Jiu. When it was Naituanzi's turn, Quan Jiu bumped Chen Lang's arm, signaling him to carry the person down.
Shen Lang reluctantly reached out his hand. The scene before him seemed familiar. Three years ago, he had hugged him like this.
He measured the height of the little boy and said suspiciously:
"It's been three years, how come you haven't grown at all?"
Three years ago, it only reached his thighs, and three years later, it still reached his thighs.
The little girl's eyes curved, the smile on her face never changing, she gestured with her hands on top of her head:
"Actually, I've grown taller, but it's not noticeable. Ah Lang, please don't make personal attacks."
He nodded twice.
“We were here the year before last, and we’re already here this year.”
Quan Jiu looked in the direction of his finger and saw that he had indeed grown a little taller, about two centimeters. Compared to Shen Lang, who was already 1.8 meters tall at the age of fifteen or sixteen, this growth was indeed much slower.
Naituanzi sat cross-legged and met Quan Jiu's gaze. He seemed to guess what she was thinking:
"Changxi, don't worry. I'll eat well and soon I'll surpass Alang. Then I'll be able to carry you on my back."
Quan Jiu touched his head.
"good."
…………
The grass is growing and the warblers are flying, and the snow is melting in the clear sky.
In the blink of an eye, another two years have passed.
The task progress bar had already reached 100%. Because of Milk Tuanzi, Quan Jiu did not immediately withdraw from the plane, nor did he deliberately reveal information outside the plane to Chen Lang, causing the plane to collapse.
Today is Naituanzi’s tenth birthday.
After receiving a bunch of gifts, Naituanzi held the bowl and happily ate the birthday noodles that Chen Lang had prepared for him, making slurping sounds.
"Alang, your cooking skills have improved again."
Chen Lang put down the teacup slowly: "Oh."
Every year at this time, he would make him a bowl of longevity noodles, not because he wanted to, but because Quan Jiu's cooking skills were so bad that every time he cooked, the imperial kitchen would be in chaos.
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