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Chapter 8 A Big Dream Twelve Years 8

Dongling is not a system where women are superior to men, and most of the thrones are inherited by men. Only this generation, because the late emperor and the queen fell in love deeply, they only had one son and one daughter in this life.

The eldest son of the emperor, Jun Qinglan, was originally the crown prince, but he died of illness three years ago. The emperor and the empress suffered a huge blow. They were not as energetic as before, and they were almost depressed for a time.

In addition, the government was busy, and the court officials repeatedly advised the emperor to fill the harem to give birth to the heir to the throne. Emperor Wu was so upset that he was physically and mentally exhausted. He simply passed on the emperor's position in Princess Zixi and ordered General Nan Mohao to be regent, and then he and the queen were both in the deep palace to recuperate, and no longer asked about political affairs.

Emperor Wu's decisive methods caught all the civil and military officials off guard when he passed the throne. All the voices of opposition were locked out of the palace and could not get into the emperor's and empress's ears.

With the Regent, the ministers had to accept a dynasty in which the heroine of the world was the one who had to accept the heroine.

"There is no evidence, even if the Regent killed the Prime Minister, he would not convince his subjects." Opening his eyes, the blurred look in his eyes had faded, Zixi spoke casually, his voice calm and elegant.

Besides, Feng Weiyu was not unprepared tonight. If she hadn't arrived in time just now, Feng Weiyu would have been desperate to jump over the wall, and the consequences would be unimaginable.

Nan Mohao turned his eyes when he heard this, his eyes fell between her cold eyebrows and eyes, and a deep thought appeared in his eyes.

Zixi seemed not to notice his eyes, his voice seemed quiet and cold, with more cold and majesty than ever before: "If Feng Weiyu really dies, you, the Regent, will be criticized and all your achievements will be wiped out."

Nan Mohao lifted the cold lips: "I don't care about infamy or any achievements."

What he cares about was that after she took power, she gave her a clear and pure court order to protect her from the blinding of villains - and this was something she would never believe.

Nan Mohao knew the feeling of being happy with someone, that is, no matter what kind of temperament the other person is, it is flawless in the eyes of the person he likes.

Feng Weiyu is such a perfect existence like a god in Zixi's heart.

Zixi didn't say anything more.

She woke up in the middle of the night and couldn't have a good sleep. At this time, she relaxed her body and mind, and her eyelids wanted to close together. A soft blanket was placed on the dragon chariot, which was suitable for restoring her sleep.

With the regency's protection, she can sleep peacefully.

Nan Mohao looked up and looked at his drowsy appearance. A trace of stunned expression flashed across his face, but his heart was as heavy as a cloud.

The two of them didn't talk any further.

When Zixi returned to the palace, he woke up.

The dragon chariot walked outside her Yonghua Palace, and the imperial guards had already dispersed on their own under the orders of Nan Mohao.

Looking at Zixi who was carefully supported by the palace maid, Nan Mohao said lightly: "It's cold at night, your Majesty should rest early, I will leave first."

"The Regent is so anxious to go back?" Zixi raised her eyes and her voice was indifferent. "I just said that there is something important to say. The Regent forgot?"

Nan Mohao frowned, his eyes were cold.

It wasn't that he forgot, but that he thought it was just an excuse for her.

Zixi glanced at him, turned around and walked into the bedroom, "Come in with me."

Nan Mohao's tone was cold and tough: "Even if your Majesty wants to raise an army to ask for punishment, you can wait until the morning court tomorrow. I will not escape in the middle of the night."

Can't you wait for one night?

Zixi didn't say anything, and I don't know if he didn't want to pay attention or if he was sure he would definitely follow him in.
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