Her Majesty the Empress has been very strange these days, and she seems to be completely indifferent to the regaining power. The morning court's attitude towards the Regent was also very different from before. It was obviously less hostility from the previous one, and became particularly trustworthy?

The Regent hasn't done anything to please His Majesty recently.

The busy time always passes quickly. After Nan Mohao finished handling government affairs, most of the day passed. He was so busy that he didn't even eat lunch, so he hurriedly left the front hall.

He wanted to meet Zixi.

Xi's mood has obviously been a little wrong these days. Although he has never gotten angry with anyone, the gloom between his eyebrows and eyes seems to be unable to be erased.

What happened?

With a frown, Nan Mohao only learned that after he arrived at Yonghua Palace that Zixi went to the Imperial Garden.

He turned around and went to the Imperial Garden again.

Stopped in the corridor outside the Imperial Garden. He waved his hand and retreated from his companion, made a light gesture, and the hidden guards who followed him secretly scattered silently, firmly guarding all the necessary paths to enter the Imperial Garden.

Zixi was sitting on the bench in the Meiyuan Pavilion Gallery, leaning lazily against the vermilion railing, his eyes slightly lowered, and he quietly watched the fish in the water play.

When the footsteps came from behind, Zixi knew that it was the Regent who was here.

Nan Mohao has profound martial arts skills and can be silent when he restrains his voice. However, when he enters and leaves the palace, there is no need to deliberately hide his traces. You can hear his steps are steady and cold, and his breath is cold, with a kind of steepness that is unique to a general.

However, it was not until last night that Zixi realized that even though Nan Mohao was so unfathomable in everyone's eyes, his ability to show in front of others was still not all his strength.

Or it should be said that it is not his real strength.

His true level is more terrifying than the general who commanded the three armies.

And his identity is so similar to that of a high-ranking general...

"See Your Majesty." A calm and calm voice sounded, interrupting Zixi's thoughts.

Little raised his eyes, Zixi looked at the man kneeling on one knee five steps away, wearing a black robe and a slightly erect back, revealing the pride of being a military general.

Zixi was a little dazed, but he quickly recovered from calmness.

"Regent." He shouted as usual, Zixi said calmly, "How old are you?"

Nan Mohao was slightly stunned and then replied, "Twenty-two."

Twenty-two.

Zixi was silent.

She is younger than her emperor brother and four years older than Chu Chen.

With a slightly frowning of his eyebrows, Zixi leaned against the railing and looked at the appearance of the man in front of him silently.

Perhaps because his momentum was too cold and solemn, no one dared to really stare at Nan Mohao's appearance before, so he only knew that he was born well, with deep facial features, cold and stylish, like a sharp sword.

Because of his deep momentum, many people may think that Nan Mohao should at least be in his thirties.

Zixi had never looked at him carefully before, so he always thought that even if the Regent had not arrived, he should be at least twenty-six or twenty-seven years old.

But when I looked closely, I realized that Nan Mohao was not old at all.

If we put aside the intimidating aura, we can even say that he is a handsome young man.

So, "I have always called you 'Uncle' before, and it seems inappropriate."
Chapter completed!