Princess Consort Is No Pushover

"No need! My lord is busy with affairs. Next time, if there is nothing important to do, please don't waste my lord's time!"

The Xian Wang finished speaking domineeringly, then walked in front of Nalan Meng, grabbed her hand, and said, "Princess, let's go!"

"Okay." Nalan Meng nodded and smiled at the Xian Wang, and followed him away!

Geng Tian narrowed his eyes coldly, his eyes were full of gloom and dissatisfaction.

Chu Liuyun, a yellow-haired boy, is arrogant because he is a prince.

Wasn't he just an unfavorable sick child before? He really didn't pay attention to him.

I heard that Chu Liuyun's illness will take five years to recover, and after five years he will be able to live if he is sure that there is no problem.

If he can't survive five years, he will only end up dead!

Very good, then he will wait for Chu Liuyun's end!

Thinking of this, he looked at Dongfang Wuxiang and said, "Prince, we have worked so hard to plan for so long, but we never thought that Nalan Meng would see through it. It can be seen that this Nalan Meng is very powerful and should not be underestimated."

Dongfang Wuxiang raised her eyebrows with a look of pride, "Of course, I don't even look at who she is. It's a pity that she will be married to King Xian soon."

Geng Tian said darkly: "Prince, I have another plan here, maybe it can help you regain Nalan Meng."

"What plan?" Dongfang Wuxiang asked coldly.

Geng Tian glanced at Geng Bingyan next to him, and said, "I will find my own solution at that time. But Prince, what did we say about the mining rights in the southwestern part of your country?"

Dongfang Wuxiang said coldly, "Lord Geng, don't worry, as long as you help me complete this matter, I will outsource the mining rights in the southwestern area of ​​my country to you."

"Okay, let's make a deal." Geng Tian smiled triumphantly.

Seeing Geng Tian's greedy look, Dongfang Wuxiang's eyes flashed a gleam of coldness.

This old guy is quite greedy, and he even wants his mining rights in the southwest region.

He thought it was beautiful.

This mine is a precious resource of their country, how can it be given to this old guy? -

Soon, the virtuous king pulled Nalan Meng out of Mingyue Tower.

Walking out of Mingyue Tower, Xian Wang saw that he was holding Nalan Meng's hand tightly.

He froze for a moment, and quickly let go, looking a little unnatural: "Sorry, princess, I didn't mean to hold your hand just now, I was just in a hurry."

Nalan Meng smiled lightly, "Don't worry, I'm not that stingy. We are about to become husband and wife in front of outsiders, so it's okay to hold hands."

King Xian looked at her seriously, "What happened just now, do you really trust me?"

Nalan Meng said: "Of course, I have already chosen you as my husband, I don't believe who do you trust?"

"But the prince has a deep relationship with your childhood sweetheart, logically, you should trust him." Xian Wang said.

Nalan Meng said: "Yes, he used to be my very good friend, but that was just my past. You are my future, of course I should trust you."

After finishing speaking, she gave King Xian a playful smile, and then walked forward.

King Xian was slightly stunned.

Under the sun, Nalan Meng's back is heroic, shining, free and easy, very attractive.

King Xian shook his head with a smile, and followed.

-

There is a Xiaoxiang Pavilion next to Yingtian Academy, where various calligraphy and painting exhibitions are often held.

Whenever a calligraphy and painting exhibition is held in the museum, students from Yingtian Academy will go to participate.

Xian Wang is a person who loves poetry and painting, so naturally he will not miss every painting and calligraphy exhibition.

This afternoon, he came to the Xiaoxiang Pavilion alone, planning to enjoy calligraphy and painting quietly by himself.

As soon as the virtuous king came to the Xiaoxiang hall, the curator came out to welcome him. Seeing this, the students inside all came out to greet the virtuous king, so as to get a glimpse of the virtuous king.

After the virtuous king greeted everyone, he went alone to appreciate the poems and paintings in the lobby.

After admiring it for a while, he felt a little tired, so he went to a side room to rest.

This wing room was prepared for him by the curator. He can write poems and draw pictures, smell the fragrance and drink tea in it, and no one should disturb him.

At this time, sandalwood was lingering in the wing room, and tea was fragrant.

Outside the window, green bamboos are faint, hundreds of flowers are blooming, and there are bursts of fragrance.

The virtuous king sat in front of a guqin, dressed in a brocade robe of cloud satin, making him graceful and elegant, as clean as dust.

He caressed the strings of the qin with his jade fingers, and a curling sound of the qin sounded.

The sound of the piano is lingering and lingering, and the still water flows deep, as if there are endless thoughts, which makes people feel refreshed and at the same time, it makes people feel sad.

This scene is as beautiful as a picture scroll.

At this time, outside the door of the wing room, a pale yellow figure stood.

When the woman saw King Xian enter the wing, a hint of calculation flashed in her eyes.

Then, she quickly walked to the tea room next to her, and saw a thin young man making tea in the tea room.

She walked in immediately, and said coldly, "Shuanghe, who are you making tea for?"

Shuanghe quickly stood up and said, "Miss Geng, I'm making tea for Prince Xian, what's wrong?"

Geng Bingyan immediately walked over and sniffed lightly: "What kind of tea is this, why is it so fragrant?"

Shuanghe said: "This is magnolia tea, the prince's favorite tea."

Looking at the scented tea, Geng Bingyan walked towards Shuanghe, looking at him with dark eyes, "Shuanghe, I heard that your father is sick, and you need a sum of money to treat him urgently, don't you?"

Shuanghe nodded sadly, "Yes, but Miss Geng, why are you asking this?"

"Do you want to make money? Now I have a good opportunity for you to make money. As long as you obediently do what I say, I can give you two thousand taels of silver." Geng Bingyan said coldly.

Shuanghe was startled, and a bad premonition rose in his heart.

There will be no pie in the sky, and Geng Bingyan is willing to spend so much money to find him to do things, it must not be an easy matter.

But he did need the money urgently.

He said, "Miss Geng, I don't know what you want me to do?"

Geng Bingyan raised her eyebrows, took out a small medicine bag from her waist, looked at the teapot next to her, and said, "Don't worry, it's just a small matter, it's easy to do."

Seeing the medicine bag, Shuanghe's heart tightened, "Miss Geng, you don't want me to take someone's life, do you? I wouldn't even dare to kill him!"

Geng Bingyan shook her head, "Don't worry, it's not about taking human life. Taking human life is not the price."

As she spoke, she took out a stack of banknotes from her bosom and handed them to Shuanghe, "This is a deposit of one thousand taels of banknotes. I will pay you the other half after the matter is completed."

Seeing those banknotes, a hint of greed flashed in Shuanghe's eyes.

He immediately took the bank note and said, "Okay, I'll help you."

Seeing that Shuanghe had received the bank note, Geng Bingyan was relieved, her plan would be successful now! -

In the side room on the other side, King Xian had already played two pieces of music in succession.

After the sound of the piano stopped, he stood up slowly, ready to drink a cup of tea to quench his thirst.

But he found that the teapot was empty.

At this time, there was a knock on the door outside, "My lord, I brought you tea!"

"Come in!" King Xian said.