Quick Transmigration Goblin: Don't tease, the villain is turning black

Chapter 707 The Dancing Girl Princess vs. the Admiral of the East Factory 72
Shen Lang really listened to Quan Jiu's words.

What was originally a drastic cleaning plan for the court has turned into a leisurely boiled frog in warm water.

It took Shen Lang three months to secure the throne completely. After a long period of waiting and watching, the ministers who had remained neutral in the court were finally convinced by him and made their final stand.

As the new emperor who had never accepted a concubine, many ministers and foreign envoys had their eyes on the big cake of Meng's harem, and Shen Lang would receive memorials for concubine selection every day.

After a long time, he simply pretended to be sick and stayed in bed. After being diagnosed and treated by the imperial physician, the emperor was suffering from physical weakness, and he had to rest and recuperate without strenuous exercise.

After the news was released, everyone knew that the emperor was "weak", and no one dared to mention the matter of choosing a concubine again.

"Hey, when he went to court today, the emperor was coughing again. It's been too long since he's been healed, but he hasn't seen any improvement."

The ministers of the next court looked worried.

General Wu Feihu: "As a genius doctor, the empress is helpless, and the emperor's disease may be difficult to cure."

Minister of the Ministry of Household Affairs: "Didn't the imperial physician say that this disease needs to be recuperated and that women should not be approached? Why does the emperor go to the empress's bedroom every night?"

Wu Feihu: "You don't understand that. The empress is a doctor. It is a good thing to have the empress by her side to take care of the emperor."

"This is also..."

"..."

Using the excuse of being sick, Shen Lang ran to Fengyi Palace openly every day.

In the blink of an eye, it's winter again.

Shen Lang's illness finally improved, and when all the ministers were eager to try again, and wanted to fill the harem with women, Shen Lang issued an imperial decree to disband the harem.

Manchu was shocked.

They all opposed it.

But the fledgling Shen Lang doesn't have to worry about anyone anymore, he will fight against all opinions and go his own way.

After a month-long protest, the ministers found that Shen Lang was invulnerable and invulnerable. He was no longer the soft persimmon he was in the past, and finally had to agree to the method of disbanding the harem.

In the huge harem, only Quan Jiu was left.

Nai Tuanzi went to Meng country from time to time, but due to his status as the prince of the Northern Qi Dynasty, the family of three stayed together less often.

In the early spring two years later, the ice and snow melted and everything recovered. The third prince Xuanyuan Qinglan, who was originally "average" and neglected, suddenly broke out of the siege, and with the support of the fourth prince Xuanyuan Zhuo, he became the new emperor of the Northern Qi Dynasty.

It is worth mentioning that on the day Xuanyuan Qinglan ascended the throne, the legendary empress and empress of Meng Guo quietly attended and presented a great gift.

Xuanyuan Qinglan treated each other generously, and chose a date to announce that Meng Guo and Northern Qi would form an alliance, and signed a contract of "no mutual offense for a hundred years".

The day of parting.

Quan Jiu didn't alarm anyone, only Xuanyuan Qinglan's personal guards.

Nai Tuanzi held Quan Jiu's hand and looked at Xuanyuan Qinglan excitedly.

"Brother Huang, take care of yourself, I will come back to see you often in the future."

He tried to suppress the upturned corners of his mouth to make himself look a little "sad".

Xuanyuan Qinglan didn't wear a dragon robe, but a Tsing Yi, three thousand black hair tied up with a hairpin, the scenery was beautiful, he didn't look at the wine, and touched Nai Tuanzi's head:
"Stop pretending, just laugh if you want to."

Nai Tuanzi was quite happy at first, but hearing him say that made me really feel a little bit sad.

After transmigrating to this plane, Xuanyuan Qinglan was the only one who treated him well without any purpose.

The imperial family of the Northern Qi Dynasty was not as united as that of the Meng Kingdom. The various forces fought against each other, and it was not easy to be an emperor. After he left, Xuanyuan Qinglan was regarded as a lonely family.

The corners of Xuanyuan Qinglan's mouth curled up, and her palm was on his hairy head:

"Beiqi will always be your home, come back and visit if you feel homesick."

Nai Tuanzi thought for a while, took two steps forward, and hugged his waist:
"If you miss me, you can also come to Meng."

Xuanyuan Qinglan lowered her eyes, covering up the strangeness in her eyes: "Okay."

Having said that, he knew very well in his heart that it was impossible for him to go to Meng country again.

There are some things that I still want to have after a glance. Instead of suffering like this, it is better to cut off my thoughts from the root.

.........

"Changxi, Ah Lang, do you miss me~"

Nai Tuanzi was sitting in the carriage on the return journey, because she was so excited that she didn't feel sleepy in her eyes.

Shen Lang raised his eyelids indifferently: "I don't want to."

Nai Tuanzi is used to his cold outside and hot inside, and doesn't feel hurt at all:

"I don't think about it now, but it doesn't mean I didn't think about it before~"

Shen Lang sneered coldly: "After returning to Beiqi for a few years, I haven't grown much, but my face has thickened a lot."

Nai Tuanzi moved her chubby face closer: "Do you want to pinch it?"

Shen Lang: "..."

He didn't squeeze it in the end, but Quan Jiu did it for him.

"My mouth is sweet too."

Nai Tuanzi: "Changxi has also become beautiful."

Quan Jiu accepted his rainbow fart calmly: "I wasn't beautiful before?"

Milk Duanzi: "Every day is getting more beautiful."

"Tsk."

The corner of Shen Lang's mouth curled up.

Nai Tuanzi rested her chin on her hands: "A-Lang, are you trying to get mad at me?"

Shen Lang gave another meaningful "tsk".

After four days of driving, everyone finally arrived in the capital of Mengguo.

When getting off the carriage, Shen Lang supported Quan Jiu, and when it was Nai Tuanzi's turn, Quan Jiu bumped Shen Lang's arm, motioning him to carry him down.

Shen Lang reluctantly stretched out his hand, the scene in front of him seemed familiar, three years ago, he also hugged him like this.

He estimated Naituanzi's height up and down, and said suspiciously:

"It's been three years, why haven't you grown up at all?"

Three years ago, he only reached his thigh, and three years later, he still reached his thigh.

Nai Tuanzi's eyes were curved, and the smile on his face remained unchanged. He gestured on the top of his head with his hand:
"Actually, she has grown taller, but it's not obvious. Ah Lang, don't attack me personally."

He tapped two points.

"I was here the year before last, and I'm here this year."

Quan Jiu followed his fingers and saw that he had indeed grown a little bit taller, about two centimeters. Compared with Shen Lang who was fifteen or sixteen years old and only 1.8 meters tall, this speed was indeed much slower.

Nai Tuanzi sat cross-legged, met Shang Quan Jiu's eyes, and he seemed to guess what she was thinking:
"Changxi, don't worry, I'll eat well and soon surpass A-Lang, and then I can carry you on my back."

Quan Jiu patted his head.

"it is good."

…………

The grass grows and the warbler flies, and the clear snow melts.

Another two years in the blink of an eye.

The task progress bar had already reached 100%. Quan Jiu did not leave the plane immediately because of the milk dumpling, nor did he deliberately disclose information outside the plane to Shen Lang, causing the plane to collapse.

Today is Nai Tuanzi's tenth birthday.

After accepting a bunch of congratulatory gifts, Nai Tuanzi held the bowl and happily ate the birthday noodles that Shen Lang gave him, making a hissing sound:

"A-Lang, your cooking skills have improved again."

Shen Lang put down his teacup without haste: "Oh."

At this time of year, 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 dining room would be in a panic.

(End of this chapter)