Goblin Goblin: Don't flirt, the villain is blackening

Chapter 707 Dancing Princess vs Admiral Dongchang 72

Shen Lang really listened to Quan Jiu's words.

What was originally a drastic plan to clean the court turned into a leisurely boiling a frog in warm water.

It took Shen Lang three months to completely secure the throne. After a long period of waiting and watching, the ministers in the court who were originally neutral finally became convinced of him and made their final stance.

As the new emperor who had never had a concubine, many ministers and foreign envoys were eyeing the big cake of Meng's harem. Shen Lang would receive memorials for selecting concubines every day.

As time went by, he simply pretended to be sick and stayed in bed. After diagnosis and treatment by the imperial physician, the emperor was suffering from physical weakness and must rest quietly and do no strenuous exercise.

After the news was released, everyone knew that the emperor was "in weak health" and no one dared to mention the matter of choosing a concubine.

"Alas, when I went to court today, the emperor was coughing again. The doctor has been treating him for so long, but there is no improvement at all."

The ministers in the next court looked worried.

General Wu Feihu: "The Queen, as a miracle doctor, is at her wits' end. The Emperor's disease may be difficult to cure."

Shangshu of the Ministry of Revenue: "Didn't the imperial doctor say that this disease requires rest and not to have sex with women? Why does the emperor go to the queen's palace every night?"

Wu Feihu: "You don't understand this. The Queen is a doctor. It's a good thing to have the Queen by your side to take care of the Emperor."

"That's true..."

"..."

Using the excuse of being sick, Shen Lang went to Fengyi Palace openly and openly every day.

In the blink of an eye, it's winter again.

Shen Lang's illness finally improved, and just when the ministers were eager to try and stuff women into the harem, Shen Lang issued an imperial edict to dissolve the harem.

Manchao was shocked.

All opposed.

But Shen Lang, who had already grown up, no longer had to worry about anyone, so he ignored everyone's opinions and went his own way.

After a month-long protest, the ministers found that Shen Lang was invulnerable and invulnerable, and was no longer the soft persimmon he was before, so they finally had to agree to the method of disbanding the harem.

In the huge harem, only Quan Jiu was left.

Nai Tuanzi often goes to Meng State from time to time, but due to his status as the prince of the Northern Qi Dynasty, the family of three spends less time together and more time apart.

In the early spring two years later, the ice and snow melted and everything revived. The third prince Xuanyuan Qinglan, who was originally "mediocre in qualifications" and was not taken seriously, suddenly broke out of the siege and succeeded the new emperor of the Northern Qi Dynasty with the support of the fourth prince Xuanyuan Zhuo.

It is worth mentioning that on the day Xuanyuan Qinglan ascended the throne, the legendary emperors and empresses of Meng State quietly attended and presented heavy gifts.

Xuanyuan Qinglan treated each other with courtesy, and chose a day to announce that Meng and Northern Qi had become an alliance, and concluded a contract of "no aggression against each other for a hundred years."

The day of farewell.

Quan Jiu didn't alert anyone, only Xuanyuan Qinglan's personal bodyguard.

Nai Tuanzi held Quan Jiu's hand and looked at Xuanyuan Qinglan with excitement.

"Brother Emperor, take care of yourself. I will come back to see you often in the future."

He tried hard to suppress the raised corners of his mouth to make himself look "sad".

Xuanyuan Qinglan was not wearing a dragon robe, but only a green robe. Her three thousand black hair was tied up with a hairpin. The scenery was bright and full. He did not look at Quan Liquor and touched Nai Tuanzi's head:

"Stop pretending, just laugh if you want."

Nai Tuanzi was quite happy at first, but hearing what he said made her feel a little bit reluctant.

After traveling to this plane, Xuanyuan Qinglan was the only person who was kind to him without any purpose.

The royal family of the Northern Qi Dynasty was not as united as the Meng Kingdom. All forces fought against each other, and it was not easy to be the emperor. After he left, Xuanyuan Qinglan was left alone.

Xuanyuan Qinglan raised the corners of her mouth and placed her palm on his furry head:

"Beiqi will always be your home. If you feel homesick, come back and visit."

Naituanzi thought for a moment, took two steps forward, and hugged his waist:

"If you miss me, you can come to Meng."

Xuanyuan Qinglan lowered her eyes to cover up the strangeness in her eyes: "Okay."

Having said that, he knew very well that it was impossible for him to go to Meng again.

There are some things that you still want to have after just one look at them. Instead of torturing them like this, it is better to cut off your thoughts from the source.

………

"Changxi, Alang, do you miss me~"

Nai Tuanzi was sitting on the carriage on the way back. Because he was so excited, there was no trace of sleepiness in his eyes.

Shen Lang raised his eyes indifferently: "I don't want to."

Nai Tuanzi is used to him being cold on the outside and hot on the inside, and doesn't feel hurt at all:

"Just because you don't think about it now doesn't mean you haven't thought about it before~"

Shen Lang sneered coldly: "I haven't grown up much in the few years since I returned to Northern Qi, but I have become quite thick-skinned."

Naituanzi put her chubby face close to her and said, "Do you want to pinch it?"

Shen Lang: "......"

He didn't pinch it in the end, but Quan Jiu did it for him.

"My mouth is sweet too."

Naituanzi: "Changxi has also become beautiful."

Quan Jiu calmly accepted his rainbow fart: "Wasn't I beautiful before?"

Naituanzi: “It’s getting more beautiful every day.”

"Tsk."

The corner of Shen Lang's mouth curled up.

Naituanzi held her chin in her hands: "Alang, are you trying to blame me?"

Shen Lang said another meaningful "tsk".

After four days of driving, everyone finally arrived in Kyoto, Mongolia.

When getting off the carriage, Shen Lang supported Quan Jiu. When it was Nai Tuanzi's turn, Quan Jiu bumped Shen Lang's arm and motioned for him to take him off.

Shen Lang reluctantly stretched out his hand. The scene in front of him seemed familiar. Three years ago, he hugged him like this.

He measured Naiduanzi's height up and down and said suspiciously:

"It's been three years, why haven't you grown at all?"

Three years ago, he only reached his thighs. Three years later, he still reached his thighs.

Naitanzi's eyes were crooked, and the smile on his face did not change at all. He gestured on the top of his head with his hand:

"Actually, I have grown taller, but it's just not obvious. Alan, please don't attack me personally."

He clicked two points.

"I was here the year before last, and I'm already here this year."

Quan Jiu followed his fingers and saw that he had indeed grown a little taller, about two centimeters. Compared to Shen Lang, who was 1.8 meters tall when he was fifteen or sixteen years old, the growth rate was indeed much slower.

Nai Tuanzi sat cross-legged and met Quan Jiu's gaze. He seemed to have guessed what she was thinking:

"Changxi, don't worry. I'll eat well and I will soon surpass Alang. Then I can carry you."

Quan Jiu touched his head.

"good."

…………

The grass grows, orioles fly, and the snow melts.

In the blink of an eye, another two years passed.

The mission progress bar had already reached 100%. Quan Jiu did not leave the plane immediately because of Nai Tuanzi, nor did he deliberately reveal information from outside the plane to Shen Lang, causing the plane to collapse.

Today is Nai Tuanzi’s tenth birthday.

After accepting a bunch of congratulatory gifts, Naituanzi held a bowl and happily ate the birthday noodles Shen Lang gave him, making a sizzling sound:

"Alang, your cooking skills have improved again."

Shen Lang put down the teacup calmly: "Oh."

Every year at this time, he would make him a bowl of longevity noodles, not because he wanted to, but because Quan Jiu's cooking skills were terrible. Every time he cooked, the imperial dining room would be in a state of chaos.

(End of chapter)