Dressed as a sick and charming emperor's uncle's palm pet

"What cooperation."

Prime Minister Zhao held the teacup and closed his eyes to meditate. His leisurely appearance resembled the Maitreya Buddha who tolerated everything.

Lin Fu became even more nervous, "Our coach knows that Qi State will be suppressed by a subject for a long time. As long as the prime minister is willing to cooperate internally and externally, our coach is willing to arrest the traitor for Qi State and return Qi State to peace."

"peaceful……"

Prime Minister Zhao repeated the word meaningfully, then took a sip from his teacup and said, "If the Great Wei Cavalry hadn't been stationed on the border of Qi State, this old man might believe a thing or two."

Lin Fu scratched his head.

"However, what General Lin said is right. It's not the same thing that the kingdom of Qi is always occupied by a courtier." Prime Minister Zhao put down his teacup and looked up at him quietly, "Please, General, go back and tell General Lu , this old man is willing to help you, and I hope he will keep his word and treat our princess well."

Lin Fu responded one by one.

……

The sun set quietly.

Prime Minister Zhao stood on the steps of the small wooden house, looked at the tall and straight figure who was gradually leaving, turned around and greeted the little boy who came to eavesdrop in the corner, "Come, see if there is anything wrong with my outfit?"

The little boy raised his head and looked carefully: "No, what is Xiangye going to do?"

"Enter the palace and go see that courtier."

After Prime Minister Zhao finished speaking, he walked forward slowly with his hands behind his back.

……

The pale yellow tulle curtains were rolled up slightly, and the little court ladies serving tea lowered their heads and picked up the candle wicks with thin poles. On the table, there were folds stacked on top of each other. Shu Nuo held a cinnabar pen in one hand, She made a comment on the upper tick circle and put it to the side. She sighed, looking helplessly at Chu Jiangsu, who was comfortably peeling citrus beside her:
"I'm a wounded patient, is it really okay for you to be so enslaved?"

"This is called experience." Chu Jiangsu peeled the citrus and broke off a piece and put it in her mouth, "Yu Qing, I'm your uncle. No matter how you say it, I have the responsibility and obligation to cultivate your ability to govern the country, and this small country's booklet is just right for you to practice your skills."

"Is this orange sweet?"

Shu Nuo chewed the pulp expressionlessly, "It's not sweet, not sweet at all."

Chu Jiangsu raised his eyebrows, "Really, I'll try it."

Stretching out her hand to grab the back of her head violently, Shu Nuo slipped a soft object into her mouth before she could recover. She subconsciously wanted to push him, but the next moment his hands were firmly held by him.

The pulp in his mouth has not been completely chewed, but the sweet juice is slowly sliding down the corners of his lips.

She didn't know how long it took before she let go slowly.

"Nuo Nuo lied, this citrus is obviously very sweet."

Chu Jiangsu pressed her forehead and panted heavily, his dark pupils became deeper and deeper, like a hungry wolf staring at its prey, his Adam's apple couldn't help rolling down, Shu Nuo wanted to push him away, but her weak eyes Not only did the strength not shake Chu Jiangsu at all, but it made him get closer.

Being bitten on the neck like a kiss, Shu Nuo took a breath, clenched his fist and lowered his back: "Hiss—are you a dog?"

His muffled laughter came from beside his ears, and the sky turned around in an instant.

"My lord, Mr. Xiang, please see me."

A voice came from outside the door.

"Did you hear that? See you, Mr. Xiang."

Shu Nuo struggled to break free from his claws, and regardless of Chu Jiang Su's somewhat resentful expression, he stuffed the cinnabar pen into his palm: "Take it, hard-working Master Guoshi."

Chu Jiangsu snorted softly, turned the pen with his left hand, and played with Shu Nuo's little hand with his right hand casually: "Please come in, Mr. Xiang."

'Squeak—'

The door opens.

Prime Minister Zhao walked in and gave a slight salute: "National Teacher."

Chu Jiangsu looked at him and asked, "What's the important thing for Mr. Zhao to come here?"

Prime Minister Zhao glanced at Shu Nuo who was sitting next to him, opened his mouth to speak but stopped.

Chu Jiangsu pulled Shu Nuo closer: "She is not an outsider, just say so."

Prime Minister Zhao hesitated, but still said: "The old minister heard that Her Royal Highness Princess ran out of Qi State and disappeared. I wonder what the Master's plan is?"

Chu Jiangsu held Shu Nuo's hand, stretched out his five fingers and clasped her ten fingers: "I will try my best to find Her Royal Highness, but now Da Wei is stationed at the border, and there is always the possibility of war. Qi Lian is important, but The tens of millions of people in Qi are also very important."

Prime Minister Zhao's voice choked up, and then he sighed: "Princess is still young, so it may not be safe, please forgive me from the national teacher."

"No matter how young she is, she is a princess of a country. I can forgive her a lot, but can the responsibilities and missions on her shoulders make her shrink back?" Chu Jiangsu turned to Shu Nuo and seemed to point out, "If my daughter , will never be the case.”

Shu Nuo slapped away the hand stretched towards her lower abdomen expressionlessly, glanced at him and stood up neatly and lifted the curtain of the partitioned back room. Watch out.

The pearl curtain stopped shaking with a 'rustle'.

Prime Minister Zhang rolled down his sleeves, sighed softly and said, "Does the national teacher really not know where the princess is?"

"Know how, so what if you don't know."

After Shu Nuo left, Chu Jiangsu restrained his gentleness. He lazily raised his eyes and looked at the old man standing in front of him: "If I remember correctly, you said at the beginning that as long as the Qi Kingdom is preserved, everything is fine."