The Boss Wears a Book To a Woman

Qiao Yun knew that Du Li's entry into the palace was the best way at this time, not only to block Yoyo's mouth, but also not to worry that his identity would be discovered.

But when he thought that the person he liked should be his wife, Qiao Yun felt very sorry.

Obviously none of them was wrong about this matter, but Qiao Yun felt as if he had robbed someone else's woman.

Nan Jun had said more than once that even without Qiao Yun, she would not have married Du Li, because they were related by blood.

Although Qiao Yun couldn't understand Nan Jun's thoughts, he didn't doubt her words at all.

Nan Jun said she wouldn't marry, so she definitely wouldn't. No one could force her.

"Brother Ah Li, get up first. Yun'er can't promise you about this, so why are you bothering?"

"If the emperor doesn't agree, Du Li won't be able to kneel!"

Du Li has a stubborn temper, otherwise, how could he insist on not marrying for so many years, waiting for Nan Jun to turn around?

"This... I'll talk about this matter later, it's cold on the ground, brother Ah Li should get up first!"

Facing this face that was very similar to Nan Jun's, Qiao Yun really couldn't say anything else.

He missed Nan Jun so much that when he saw Du Li, he felt as if she was by his side.

"Is the emperor agreeing?"

Du Li asked stubbornly, insisting on forcing Qiao Yun to nod.

"Brother A Li, give Yun'er some more time, and reply to brother after Yun'er has figured it out?"

Qiao Yun always felt that he could only be so helpless in front of Nan Jun, and he didn't want Du Li to make him lose his sense of control.

Qiao Yun even wondered, was that big family of theirs specially born to beat him?

Qiao Yun had already said so, and Du Li couldn't push him too hard, so he walked down the steps and stood up slowly.

"Your Majesty... Your Majesty..."

Li Hanying's voice sounded very anxious from afar.

Qiao Yun was startled, and slapped his forehead suddenly, what time is it, he is still wandering here, the adults and young masters at the imperial garden must have been waiting in a hurry.

"I am here."

Qiao Yun hurriedly said, walking towards Li Hanying while talking.

Du Li straightened the hem of his clothes, looked at the man's back, and finally followed with his lips pursed.

"The emperor made it easy for the old slave to find him, the banquet over there has long been waiting..."

After being tossed about by Sun Cai'er, the time has passed, and Li Hanying also complained a little more about Sun Cai'er in her heart.

Such an ignorant man must not be selected into the palace, so he can make troubles, maybe something will happen when he makes troubles, the emperor's status is related to his life, so don't be careless.

Just looking at Du Li who was closely behind Qiao Yun, Li Hanying couldn't help thinking again. This Mr. Du has a bit of the demeanor of the Southern King back then, and he seems to be a sensible person.

Thinking of the direct relationship between Du Li and Nan Jun, Li Hanying felt that it would be the best if Du Li could enter the palace to accompany him.

Even if it wasn't for others, even for Nanjun, Du Li would definitely not dare to make a fuss about his status as emperor.

After all, the Nan family and the Du family are grasshoppers tied to the same rope. Nan Jun covered up the Holy One to deceive the world, and the Du family could not escape.

Du Li naturally felt the scrutiny from Li Hanying, but at this moment, his mind was full of how to get Qiao Yun to allow him to enter the palace, and he didn't take Li Hanying's strangeness to heart at all.

Those young princes who had been wandering around the imperial garden for a long time were already anxiously waiting, and even the patient veterans of the court showed some displeasure.

What does the emperor mean?

Despite several times of evasion and reluctance to draft, today is such an important day, but it is still delayed. Could it be that they are playing tricks on them, and the emperor will not come at all?

"The monarch is young, but he shouldn't let me wait here all this time. Could it be that the emperor doesn't take us seriously because the nine thousand years old is not here?"

The official who spoke was Wang Hong, Sun Huizhengjun's natal sister. Normally, relying on Sun Hui's power in the court, she always looked at people with those inverted triangular eyes on top of her head.

The minister Mingli who was sitting in the hall didn't want to argue with her, but no one liked her in his heart.

If it wasn't for his reluctance to start a confrontation with Sun Hui, this Wang Hong would have been beaten 800 times already.

"What is the meaning of this, Lord Wang? Nine thousand years old fought for the people of our Lingguo, so I had the opportunity to sit here and enjoy the flowers, but after waiting for a while, Lord Wang will be full of resentment. If Lord Wang is not satisfied , why don’t you ask for orders to go to the border and fight **** for Nine Thousand Years old!”

Mu Lincong couldn't understand Wang Hong's face the most. Even though she was a little impatient with waiting, she didn't want to hear someone say that the emperor's visit was not good.

Wang Hong was so choked by Mu Lincong that his old face turned red, and he pointed at Mu Lincong tremblingly, but he didn't dare to contradict her. If Mu Lincong got busy, Mu Lincong would do it.

At that time, not to mention Sun Hui's face, it would be good if Mu Lincong didn't beat Wang Hong to death.

"You...General Mu, don't tell me that we are useless civil servants and cannot go to the battlefield with a sword?"

"My lords have heard it. I have never said that before. Lord Wang is responsible for what he said."

Mu Lincong is no longer the dazed young man she was back then. Over the years, she has been used to seeing the **** winds of power and authority, so if she is lured into the pit like this, she will not fall into it.

Wang Hong's eyes turned red from Mu Lincong's anger, but he couldn't do anything to her, so he could only swallow this breath, and everyone felt a burst of relief.

Finally someone can suppress Wang Hong's arrogance, no matter how the emperor is the emperor, how can she let her speak?

"It's because I'm late, I want you gentlemen to wait for a long time."

Qiao Yun's voice came from the side, followed by the young emperor, Li Hanying who followed behind her, and a beautiful woman who was all over the country.

"Long live my emperor, long live, long live..."

"Everyone loves you in peace."

"Long live thanks."

"Could it be that Lord Wang is in a hurry to leave the palace? If so, I won't stop you."

Qiao Yun sat on the upper chair, looked at Wang Hong standing there with a flushed face, and said with a half-smile.

"I...I dare not."

Wang Hong hurriedly bowed her head, not even daring to speak.

Qiao Yun was angry when she saw her flattering and arrogant appearance. Elder sister Jun wanted to touch Sun Hui's subordinates a long time ago. If that's the case, let's start with her, Wang Hong!

"Don't dare? I can hear Lord Wang's voice from so far away, even the opera singers in the Yuefu can't match the high notes of Lord Wang!"

Qiao Yun's face was full of sarcasm, and he didn't show any mercy to Wang Hong when he spoke, which made everyone wipe away their sweat secretly.

It turns out that the emperor also has a temper, not as docile as he looks.

Thinking about it, how could the children brought up by Nan Jun be soft and deceitful?

Even if a lion does not teach a tiger, it will never teach a sick cat.