The villain female supporting role will never admit defeat

Chu Yaoguang quickly received the letter.

She didn't expect her plans to come to fruition so quickly.

He didn't expect Lu Xingyun to guess his head all of a sudden.

She didn't think it was an embarrassing thing to say, so she readily admitted it in the reply, and explained that although she was helping him, she still couldn't get used to Liu Ruqing.

After sending the reply letter, Chu Yaoguang felt suddenly relaxed.

In addition to helping her own people vent her anger, in this unfamiliar world of empresses, she has a sense of control over one thing and smoothly controls its direction and results, which makes her very comfortable.

The letter was sent to Lu Xingyun.

Lu Xingyun opened the letter, and after seeing Chu Yaoguang's affirmative reply, he still felt a little unreal.

It's really her!

Your Highness Shake Light...

Lu Xingyun's hand holding the letter paper tightened.

His mood was very complicated, with surprise and fear intertwined in his heart, he really wanted to say something to His Highness the Third Highness, but there were countless buildings between the Lu residence and the imperial palace.

Lu Xingyun put the letter away, and later realized that his face was a little hot.

He hurriedly took a picture in front of the bronze mirror, and found that his cheeks were dyed a scorching red.

Lu Xingyun took the piano, and wanted to play the piano quietly.

The light-white fingers landed on the strings, and the smooth and clear sound of the piano flowed out, filling the room.

The Third Highness may really like me a little bit.

Lu Xingyun's black eyelashes trembled.

She cares about my mood.

Thinking of this, his mind became confused.

With a shake of the hand, one of the strings snapped with a bang.

As if the dream had vanished in an instant, Lu Xingyun suddenly stood up.

"My lord, what's the matter?" the servant standing outside asked gently.

Lu Xingyun shook his head: "It's nothing."

He stared blankly at the piano with a broken string, and closed his eyes.

Opening his eyes again, the confusion in Lu Xingyun's eyes had dissipated and he returned to calm.

How stupid he must be to fall into the woman's tenderness again.

His Highness the Third Highness is very good, he is a suitable candidate to be the wife-lord.

But today's women are all different in nature. Indulging in the warmth of women is tantamount to drinking poison to quench thirst.

Lu Xingyun put away the piano.

Chu Yaoguang has been in a good mood these past few days, and he has become more motivated to study with Cuiyi, and his study progress has far surpassed that of Mei Zhi and others.

She was considering whether to apply to the emperor for a martial arts master who could teach martial arts. She didn't necessarily have to practice great kung fu, but at least learned how to defend herself.

Suddenly, someone came from Qingyan Hall.

A palace man sent Chu Yaoguang to Qingyan Hall, saying that His Majesty wanted to see her.

Chu Yaoguang followed the palace man to Qingyan Hall.

"I have seen the Queen Mother." Chu Yaoguang saluted respectfully.

Chu Yi was critiquing papers. He was sitting behind the desk, his long black hair loosened casually, and he wore a black cloak, looking lazy and casual.

"Here we come," the emperor raised his eyes, without emotion, "Come and help me sharpen the ink."

"Yes."

Chu Yaoguang quietly stood behind Chu Yi, and helped Chu Yi grind the ink clumsily.

Although the posture was a bit clumsy at first, after a while, it gradually got used to it.

Seeing that Chu Yi hadn't spoken, she asked, "Emperor Mother, why did you call me here today?"

Chu Yi rubbed his forehead, and said casually: "The Rouran people invaded the frontier on a small scale, which was a bit disturbing, but it didn't cause too much loss. General Dingyuan wanted to send troops to fight against Rouran. What do you think?"

What do I think?

It would be too rash to ask a little princess like me about this important matter of family and country.

Chu Yaoguang thought for a while, and said his opinion: "Then let's fight."

Chu Yi raised his eyebrows: "Hit?"

Is this a disapproval?

It seems that when Chu Yi said just now, he also faintly revealed the meaning of General Dingyuan making a fuss out of a molehill.

But foreigners harassed/harassed the frontier and disturbed the stability, and the Yuan Kingdom was not a weak country, so why couldn't they fight.

If the foreigners are not taught a bloody lesson, they will only feel that Yuan is weak and bully the people on the frontier even more.

So Chu Yaoguang still nodded: "Yes, hit."

Chu Yi glanced at Chu Yaoguang, didn't say anything, and continued to write and reply the notebook with a red pen.

Chu Yaoguang was a little apprehensive.

This His Majesty the Emperor is more suspicious and decisive than her own mother.

She can coax her own mother well, but she may not be able to serve His Majesty the Emperor.

"You were the one who designed Uncle An's son?" Chu Yi said indifferently.

Depend on!

Chu Yaoguang knelt down without hesitation: "It's my son, please punish the emperor."

"It's not a big deal, it's okay." Chu Yi stopped writing, looked at Chu Yaoguang who was kneeling respectfully, and asked softly, "You like the young master of the Lu family?"

You said it was not a big deal, and you didn't tell me to stand up!

Chu Yaoguang complained in his heart, but he still said frankly: "Yes, I like Mr. Lu, and I went to Lu's residence to meet Mr. Lu's parents not long ago."

"Good vision." Chu Yi praised him, but didn't mention anything about Chu Mingyu and Lu Xingyun at all.

Perhaps in her view, the relationship between the two of them was nothing at all.

"Treat Mr. Lu well."

Chu Yaoguang bowed his head: "Yes."

"Stop kneeling, keep grinding ink." Chu Yi said?

Chu Yaoguang followed good example, stood up and continued to grind ink, but his legs were shaking a little.

To be honest, she didn't seriously kneel to a few people at all, it's just that the ancient imperial palace had strict rules, and she had to follow the rules here.

Chu Yao held his breath and concentrated on grinding the ink for a long time. The candlelight on the desk was flickering, reflecting her and Chu Yi's faces flickering on and off.

"Okay, don't rub it anymore, the ink is splashed all over your body," Chu Yi said.

Chu Yaoguang put away his things ashamedly, and silently tucked up his ink-spattered sleeves.

"Mingyu is soft-tempered. Although she has some shortcomings, she is a good boy. It is always a good thing for you sisters to get along well." Chu Yi said warmly.

She and Chu Mingyu get along well?

It's really rare for the emperor to have such a naive idea, but it is impossible for anyone who has seriously considered their emotions and state of mind to say something that will make them get along well.

Chu Yaoguang bowed his head: "Yes."

At best, she and Chu Mingyu can do well without interfering with river water.

Chu Yi waved his hand: "Okay, you can go back."

Chu Yaoguang was about to step back as he said, when he suddenly remembered something and lowered his head again: "Mother, I have something to ask."

"what's up?"

Chu Yaoguang said: "I want to seek a martial arts master, teach my son horseback riding and archery, and learn some basic moves, at least to strengthen my body."

Chu Yi suddenly smiled, nodded and agreed: "Okay, I will send someone to inform you when I find a suitable candidate."

Chu Yaoguang said: "Thank you, Queen Mother."

After Chu Yaoguang walked out of the Qingyan Hall for a long time, he still couldn't help thinking about the emperor's inexplicable smile.

She always felt that there was a sense of relief in that smile.

Should not be ah.

It would be nice if Chu Yi didn't laugh at himself because he was completely useless in civil and military affairs, how could he be happy with himself.

I don't understand.

Chu Yaoguang shook his head, simply stopped thinking about it and went back to Changle Palace.