One touch and one silence

For the first time, he felt that the Seventh Old Man was presumptuous and stupid. Others all wished to have some power in their hands, but she, on the other hand, despised it.

"No! Twenty years!" The emperor bargained, wanting to extend the time.

The prince remained silent.

Nanzhi smiled, but her eyes became even colder.

The smile was a bit sad.

look?

Where does the family affection in the royal family come from?

"Father, have you forgotten that I was poisoned and I don't even know if I can live past the twenty-five? Where does the twenty years come from?" Nanzhi said self-deprecatingly.

The emperor's hands, which were gripping the dragon throne, had bulging veins, and there was a hint of reluctance in his deep black eyes, as if he was restraining himself, as if he was suppressing something.

Even the crown prince's fists were white at the joints. In his deep eyes, there was a hint of reluctance, and he even wanted to stop this.

"Ten years cannot be less. Father will do his best to find someone to detoxify you!"

"Only five years. If I am lucky enough to live to be twenty-five, I would like to go out and take a look at the mountains and rivers of my Great Ling Dynasty in the remaining ten years."

Nanzhi was too lazy to look at their expressions.

She lowered her head and counted how many colored threads there were on the hem of her clothes.

Waiting for approval from the superiors.

Finally she heard the answer she wanted.

"I...promise you!"

Nanzhi raised his head and smiled. This smile was particularly cold. "Then please ask your Majesty to issue an edict and include this matter in it! In view of the lessons learned from the past, I think that an imperial edict will satisfy me."

The emperor suddenly felt embarrassed. Thinking about what had happened before, he realized that he had indeed gone back on his word.

In that case, let's fulfill her wish!

The imperial edict was soon written, and the emperor paused before throwing it to Nanzhi.

"If I need you urgently, I don't want you to refuse!"

Seeing that the emperor was so generous in giving, Nanzhi naturally became less stingy.

Putting aside other things, the father of this body is still this person, and the blood relationship is still there.

"Yes, but no more than six times a year!"

When Nanzhi said this, everyone knew that this was the best possible way to put it.

"Father, please give me the position of Junior Official of the Dali Temple!"

"Your Highness is willing to help your father to eliminate all the dark forces in the capital!"

The position of a Shaoqing is just right, neither high nor low, and can help the people and clear out those hiding in Kyoto.

The matter of Prince Zhennan can be resolved sooner, and she can be free sooner.

"allow!"

The emperor did not hesitate at all and directly approved Nanzhi's request.

"Your son will take his leave!" Nanzhi said, put the imperial edict in his arms, pulled off a blanket by the window, wrapped it around his head, and walked out of the imperial study.

The emperor seemed to have lost all his energy and slumped down on the dragon throne.

The prince's expression wasn't much better.

They indeed forgot that Xiao Qi was poisoned.

Judging from Xiaoqi's current mentality, these people might have ulterior motives.

I'm afraid in the future!

"Prince, do you think I am too ruthless?"

The emperor's tone was filled with unremovable sadness.

Everything he did was for the Da Ling Dynasty. Even for his own children, he only wanted to make the best use of them.

But he forgot.

Ten years ago, he did not treat the child well, but just kept asking for things, which naturally led to problems.

That is the situation today.

The prince comforted him, "Father, Xiaoqi will understand in the future!"

Both of them knew in their hearts that Xiao Qi had severed ties with them, and now apart from his status, there was probably nothing else.

What the prince didn't know was that from the moment Nanzhi called him royal brother, Nanzhi had already made a clear distinction between them.

Nanzhi returned to the East Palace with her head wrapped.

Nan Shu was bored, lying on the table, holding a pen and drawing something.

He didn't even know how to wipe the ink off his face.

Nan Shu saw Nanzhi coming back and was about to step forward, only to find that this guy had his head wrapped tightly.

"What are you doing?" Nan Shu walked around Nanzhi and looked at her.

Nanzhi smiled and said, "It's nothing, the sun is a little hot and I'm a little tired. Please do as you please, sister!"

Nan Shu felt something was fishy and her eyes suddenly caught sight of a speck of white in the cloth. She suddenly reached out and ripped off the brocade cloth on Nanzhi's head while she wasn't paying attention.

Nanzhi's white hair was instantly exposed.

"You...you...how could you be like this?"

"What did you do?"

Nanzhi smiled, "Nothing, I just went to the Imperial Hospital after visiting my father. I wanted to get some medicine to calm my nerves, but then I saw them dyeing their white hair black with something, so I curiously asked them if they could dye it white."

"Then, it looks like what you see. Does it look good?"

Nanzhi smiled jokingly.

Regardless of whether she believed it or not, I went straight to her bedroom, lay down on the bed and went to sleep.

Nan Shu was confused. She knew about dyeing hair black. Her mother and the others would occasionally use a bowl of black stuff and smear it on their heads. It smelled very bad, but after applying it, the hair was indeed black and shiny.

Dye white?

This was the first time she had heard of it.

Nan Shu left with doubts.

Nan Shu, who was walking on the road, asked Jiuer beside him.

"Jiu'er, do you think there is really such a thing that can dye white hair? It seems quite interesting."

Jiuer was silent, thought for a while, and then replied.

"I have seen people dye their hair black. The elderly eunuchs and maids in the palace would dye their gray hair black, but this is the first time I have heard of dyeing their hair white. I guess it must be possible!"

Nan Shu felt that what Jiuer said made sense, so he felt relieved, and even had a sense of longing in his heart.

Jiuer was scared to death by what she saw.

"Your Highness, you can't dye this thing, otherwise if the Queen finds out, she will skin us alive!"

Nan Shu looked at Jiuer's frightened expression and smiled.

"Look at you, why are you so scared? Don't worry, this princess won't do that."

Jiuer then patted her chest, and her heart, which had been hanging in the air, returned to her chest.

She was really afraid that this master would be curious and dye the other master's hair after seeing his white hair.

so far so good!

Her master is very reliable most of the time.

As the two masters went back happily, Shuhua and others took their things and walked in.

"Your Highness, let me dye your hair black!"

Nanzhi did not refuse. She walked to the couch outside, lay down on it, and leaned her head against the edge. Her silver-white hair fell to the ground.

Shuhua and Shuyue carefully colored Nanzhi's hair layer by layer.

They don't understand why their masters' hair always suddenly turns white.

I don't know if it's because of the poison.

Their eyes were red, but their movements were very gentle. Nanzhi fell asleep because of them.

Seeing that his master had fallen asleep, Shuhua put down the hair in his hands, washed his hands, took a blanket, and gently covered Nanzhi's body.

Then he squatted down again and continued to do the unfinished work.

At night, Nanzhi woke up and found that her hair had returned to black.

It's smooth and nice.

When Nanzhi was eating, she heard Shuhua say that the prince had come to see her and brought a lot of things, including an imperial edict.

Nanzhi casually opened the imperial edict. He knew without guessing that it was definitely an imperial edict appointing him as the Shaoqing of the Dali Temple.