Chapter 537: Your Majesty's Rebellion (11)

They were all alive and unique in front of her.

"I see." Xia Ling responded.

Well, there are always ways to come up with a task.

*

Early morning the next day.

According to the habit of the original owner, Xia Ling heard what the courtiers had reported and made some decisions.

Then, leaving the dynasty, Ji Wenyuan also tacitly stayed.

Xia Ling made up in the study, and Ji Wenyuan helped her review the memorial.

There is a plate of ambergris in the corner of the upper study room. The gentle taste is like Ji Wenyuan smelled on the woman's hair yesterday, but the smell of ambergris is mixed with small perilla, which is more on the ground. Be gentle.

The door to the study was closed after the two entered.

Everyone knows that Her Majesty is especially fond of Prime Minister Ji, and that he will stay with Prime Minister Ji every few hours in the study to discuss national affairs.

But they do n’t know, because Ji Wenyuan is very “easy to use” and can imitate the handwriting of Neihuang.

Nei Huang used her hand to approve all the memorials, and she was idle in the study.

Today, the country is a prosperous world. Ji Wenyuan helped her approve for a year and a half. After reviewing, she will pick some important things to tell her.

Therefore, no one has noticed so far that it was not their Majesty who had been tortuously reviewing the memorials, but the gentle and polite Ji Xiang.

With the convenience of reviewing memorials, Ji Wenyuan did a lot for himself.

*

Xia Ling is familiar with the plot and also understands Ji Wenyuan's character.

If she wants to work hard, she should put Ji Wenyuan into the prison and investigate it thoroughly.

But everything is booming.

Da Yanguo now seems to be prosperous, but women are better than men when they are in power, run parties, run private parties, and buy and sell officials.

In the court, the means of fighting are extraordinarily private.

There are flowers on the surface, but on the ground, each female officer regards human life as grass, and is even more oppressive to men.

Such a big talk of the country might as well let Ji Wenyuan overthrow, but the people are happy.

The original owner committed himself to commit suicide.

As long as Xia Ling doesn't commit suicide, can he still live?

Doesn't there be hope for Ji Wenyuan to survive?

*

Bright and antique study room.

The case is made of fine black cedar, cut from a single piece, with a pen holder, paperweight, and a stack of memorials.

After the case, Ji Wenyuan was dressed in a dark-colored robe, sitting upright, and with a touch of grandeur.

His eyes were quiet, he was holding a pen, flipping through the memorials, and from time to time criticizing the pen.

Such a picture, except for a dragon robe, has a faint emperor's breath from Ji Wenyuan.

Xia Ling sat on the ebony couch and leaned against the large back.

Taking a look at Ji Wenyuan, she closed her eyes again, looking slightly drowsy.

"Ji Aiqing, Xiao Xiaozhang for a while, nothing important, don't shout."

Under the light, the woman's white complexion was particularly dazzling under the bright yellow dragon robe.

She has a high crown on her head and is wearing a five-claw golden dragon embroidered dragon robe.

So he did not avoid the suspicion in front of him, leaning on this couch.

The grace of her body was still imprinted on her bones.

Speaking and doing things casually, but in appearance, she has always been made to feel that she is beautiful and casual and elegant.

"Your Majesty, did you have a good rest last night?" Ji Wenyuan's eyes fell on the woman.

He only happened with her yesterday, though.

However, at that time he was a bit out of control and a bit harder. Now that the night has passed, the scars can't be eliminated.

(End of this chapter)