Marking out the exam scope is the same as not marking it out, it is completely unreliable.

Gu Nanci gave up with resentment.

I saw that her pace was neither fast nor slow, her expression was indifferent and indistinguishable, she was not close, and she might not answer even one of her ten sentences.

But his dignified and elegant aura that is difficult to ignore also automatically beautifies his cold and arrogant attitude, making people unable to feel unhappy at all, but rather feeling that he was born this way.

The extremely contradictory feelings of indifference and affinity appear in the same person.

Old Yuan's eyes flashed with approval.

"How is Your Highness's health? He has been ill since the last time he went to the manor!"

"Recently, I met a miracle doctor who is said to have great medical skills. He happened to be traveling to Donglai. If Your Highness doesn't mind, could I arrange for you to have a look at it?"

After a brief pre-examination surprise, Gu Nanci identified the most enthusiastic people among these people. The pro-Donglai faction mentioned by Yuan Lao could be believed.

So, surrounded by your words and my words, Gu Nanci finally nodded lightly in response.

Then I was surrounded by growing enthusiasm.

I saw a group of gray-haired old men with tears in their eyes, looking at "His Royal Highness Donglai" with red eyes, and uttering every word with tears in their eyes:
"Your Highness, you must protect yourself. All Donglai subjects must rely on Your Highness!"

"You have already given enough, but your health is more important. It's okay if you don't attend these small occasions!"

"Those people in Xilai are just a group of all-pervasive locusts who want to embrace the country of Lai? Bah! They are daydreaming!"

"As long as we are here, we will not let those guys succeed!"

What a touching scene of heart-to-heart exchanges, trust between the king and his ministers, and sincere conversations!
I feel like I'm holding hands with everyone, crying, pushing and pulling for [-] yuan, but they can't help the atmosphere here.

But there is nothing here except Gu Nanci.

Still wearing a polite smile that could not be called distant but definitely not from the heart, he raised his hand slightly, not too close but not too far away, and patted the old man who cried the most sincerely in a comforting manner.

Then he lowered his eyes, as if thinking, and there was still an irreversible gloom in his eyes. Without saying a word, he walked out first after the elevator door opened, almost ruthlessly.

Yuan Lao paused and followed one step behind him.

When their eyes met, Yuan Lao nodded slightly with an incomprehensible amplitude: Well done.

Gu Nanci smiled faintly and accepted the compliment in the manner of a young highness managing his expression.

Then my heart was screaming and complaining like a boiling kettle.

She previously expressed serious protest against the pre-examination key points that were no different from those that were not.

This is all about feeding the sharks. I don’t care what your character analysis is!
Dry stuff!She wants the hottest stuff!

Unable to withstand the protest, Yuan Lao racked his brains and finally came up with three mantras:

Talk less, have a cold expression, and answer with eyes.

Gu Nanci, after the deafening silence, restructured it into two simple and crude words: facial paralysis.

Don't be sentimental, just give me an angry look or a look of approval, just stick to the protagonist on the facial expression palette in the novel!

Seeing Mr. Yuan who was following suit and wearing his iconic half-face mask, the guests on the road all turned their heads and saluted, and some even bowed at a [-]-degree angle, even if they didn't receive any response.

This also gave Gu Nanci a deeper understanding of the noble status of this identity.

Because among them, there are many big names that can only be seen on TV.But he is willing to bow his head for such a young highness.

Noticing Gu Nanci's lingering gaze, Mr. Yuan's eyes were slightly red, but he quickly suppressed them.

A second before entering the venue, Mr. Yuan sighed softly and almost inaudibly beside Gu Nanci:

"He...is really important."

Gu Nanci raised his eyes and had no time to investigate.

The door opened, revealing the magnificent conference room inside.

A huge round table that can accommodate more than 30 people stands in the middle, surrounded by scattered small tables.

However, it can be clearly found that although it is scattered, it is not an irregular mess, but is firmly divided into two parties with an inconspicuous but clearly existing Weijing distinction.

Not many people came, and the place was far from full.

But all of them were difficult old foxes with hidden knives in their smiles. As soon as Gu Nanci came in, he felt cold, powerful and sharp scrutiny directed at him.

She raised her eyes and looked up, only to see an old man with gray hair in the middle opposite her, eyes full of malicious sneers.

Obviously, that was the representative of Xi Lai from the hostile side this time.

Next to the old man, there is a young man in a royal blue suit with a specious smile in his eyes. On the other side is an expressionless middle-aged elite man, and behind him are countless Xilai think tanks. The group is all wrangling over this meeting.

Gu Nanci's delegation from Donglai also had a large number of people, and even because of the appearance of the soul figure "His Royal Highness", their morale was greatly increased, and they filed in, staring back at the opposite side with eager eyes and no less momentum.

What surprised her was that in the tense atmosphere where the two parties were about to fight before it even started, there was actually a seat in the middle that was left alone.

Gu Nanci clicked her tongue. Although they hadn't started arguing yet, the sour taste of the dozen or so mouths in her ears had almost made her deaf.

Surrounded by dozens of mouths...which unlucky guy is actually sitting in the middle of the gunfire?
However, there is no need to sympathize with the unknown unfortunate guy.

The top representative of Xilai couldn't wait to take the lead in attacking. The old man's sharp eyes came straight at him, and his words were unceremoniously provocative:
"Your Highness, you are so lucky!"

The two sides are arguing, and as soon as you come up, you will catch them and attack them.

What does this mean?
There was no peace talks at all, just a declaration of war with open arms!
Donglai, who had been suppressed for more than half a year and did not dare to move, suddenly became angry here. Everyone followed the firecrackers given to Mars. Now his backbone, His Highness, was standing here, cowering with all the fuel.

There is even a hammer to be afraid of!
This time, let’s see if we don’t get back everything we lost!

So, before Gu Nanci could respond, the Donglai delegation immediately exploded.

"Your queen, who has caused trouble for thousands of years, is not dead. How can something happen to our little highness?"

"Keep your mouth clean! If His Highness hadn't been kind and caring about the people, I would have collected you Xilai a few years ago! And you are barking like crazy now?"

"Supporting a poisonous woman for rights, are you worthy of the late emperor!"

"You are unfaithful, unfaithful and unjust! Now you are actually speaking viciously to the heir who issued an imperial decree from the late emperor. You are an old man who is about to die, aren't you afraid of going to the eighteenth level of hell after death!"

Dong Lai was scolding passionately, and Xi Lai was also angry. Some stood up, put their hands on their hips, and pointed at each other's noses.

It's a sense of déjà vu after entering a large vegetable market.

Doubling the number of people ushered in twice as many decibels, instantly causing Gu Nanci's head to start buzzing again.


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