Nangong Yue is still too young, a yellow-haired girl of seventeen or eighteen years old, who wants to use words to capture the foundation of my Zhao Kingdom?

Now who doesn't know her identity as a woman?

Oh!

Now they are all sent to Han State by the King of Chu to be a maid for the King of Han.

She still wants to represent Chu State?

Zhao Xuexuan's face was still calm, and he covered up his inner contempt very well.

He savored tea and read the book, while Nangong Yue on one side was like a transparent person, completely ignored by him.

"Old guy, don't be shameless. I thought this was an era when your Zhao Kingdom could show off your power?"

The scar man said irritably: "You have the ability to send a large army to destroy the Han State? You are the prime minister of Zhao State, but you are actually cold by the little Han State monarch. You still have the face to you."

"Musulal!" Nangong Yue turned his head slightly and said, "Shut up."

"General..." The scar man glared at Zhao Xuexuan's old thing in dissatisfaction, then lowered his head.

"Master, my subordinates are ignorant, please forgive me." Nangong Yue bowed with a cold expression.

"Nangong Yue, you don't have to say much. Now no one knows that you, Nangong Yue, will soon become the maid of the King of Han. What qualifications do you have to represent the State of Chu?" Zhao Xuexuan said without hesitation.

"Old thing, say it again." The scar man suddenly raised his head, his face was ferocious, pointed at Zhao Xuexuan, and roared like thunder.

"Musulal!" Nangong Yuefeng frowned and shouted coldly.

The scar man gritted his teeth, his fists clenched and clattered.

"Since the Prime Minister has made it clear, then..."

"No need to say it." Zhao Xuexuan raised his hand and interrupted her.

At this time, a black-clad guard trotted in from outside the courtyard, came to Zhao Xuexuan, and attached himself to his ear and whispered: "Master, Minister of the Han Dynasty, Lin Shicang, Minister of Rites, is here."

"Please!" Zhao Xuexuan reminded, and then he looked at Nangong Yue.

"I have something to do in the prime minister, so I won't keep you."

Nangong Yuefeng frowned slightly, bowed her hands and politely, and then led the scar man to turn around and leave.

"General, Zhao State is not much stronger than our Chu State now. Why should we be humble in front of that old person?" The scar man followed Nangong Yue closely and asked unhappily.

"As long as it is beneficial to the State of Chu, what is my personal honor and disgrace?" Nangong Yue's face was expressionless, and her tone was filled with sadness.

Everything she did was for Chu.

"Shangshu Lin!"

"Prime Minister Zhao!"

In the living room, Lin Shicang and Zhao Xuexuan bowed and greeted each other.

"Shangshu Lin, come today. Has the King of Han agreed to the Unexpected Minister and entered the palace to meet the saint?" Zhao Xuexuan invited Lin Shicang to the main seat on the right, and he sat in the main seat on the left.

"Yeah!" Lin Shicang said: "I, Wang Xuan, will come to the palace tomorrow to meet the holy."

"Shangshu Lin, I wonder what happened to King Xuan of Han summoning foreign ministers to Beijing?" Zhao Xuexuan turned sideways and approached Lin Shicang.

"The holy heart is unpredictable." Lin Shicang said with a smile: "Zhao Prime Minister, you should understand this principle more than me!"

Zhao Xuexuan's face changed slightly, and then he returned to his original state, winked at the guard on one side.

The guard understood and put it on with an exquisitely carved wooden box in both hands.

Zhao Xuexuan took the wooden box, placed it on the coffee table in the middle, and pushed it in front of Lin Shicang.

"Shangshu Lin, this is the night pearl in the depths of the West Sea. There is only one in the entire Zhao State, so please accept it with a smile."

Zhao Xuexuan opened the wooden box and presented the night pearl in front of Lin Shicang. It was crystal clear and clear. At a glance, you will know that this thing is absolutely extraordinary.

Lin Shicang glanced at it briefly, then closed the lid of the wooden box again, and still put his right hand on the wooden box.

"You are polite, Prime Minister!" He said arrogantly: "The King of Han summoned Prime Minister to the Han State this time, just to build diplomatic relations with Zhao State. Prime Minister does not need to worry too much."

Liu Xuexuan's expression remained unchanged, thinking in his mind that the prime minister of the Han Dynasty was once ordered by King Zhao to beat him up.

He was also worried that the King of Han would call him up when he was young, just to beat him up and avenge Liu Guodong.

Thinking about it now, I feel that my idea is really naive and ridiculous.

Although the King of Han was young, he was not naive. How could he do such a naive thing?

Now, after hearing what Lin Shicang said again, he also felt a little confident in his heart.

"Okay! Thank you for your advice from Shangshu Lin." Zhao Xuexuan said with a smile.

"Zhao Prime Minister Zhao, I have something to do, so I won't stay here for more." Lin Shicang stood up and stuffed the box containing the night pearl into his cuffs.

"Okay!" Zhao Xuexuan stood up and stretched out his hand and said, "Shangshu Lin, you can do it first."

"Goodbye!" Lin Shicang turned around slowly, walked out of the courtyard, and walked along the aisle to the opposite side.

The guards went to inform us first, and when Lin Shicang walked to the gate of the small courtyard where Nangong Yue lived.

A guard respectfully invited Lin Shicang into the courtyard.

"I don't know if the grandfather Lin is here, I'm not here to welcome you." In the living room, Nangong Yue came up and bowed her hands and said.

"Haha!" Lin Shicang held his hands in his arms, his official power was full of power, and he smiled embarrassedly: "Would I call you General Nangong or Miss Nangong?"

"Everything is OK!"

Nangong Yue frowned slightly, and the displeasure on her face flashed.

The scar man standing on her side had a thick eyebrows frowning, trying his best to restrain his impulse.

Today's Han Dynasty is different from the past.

In the face of power, he could only suppress his anger.

"Shangshu Lin, please come inside." Nangong Yue said with no expression on her face and said with neither humility nor arrogant attitude.

"No need!"

Lin Shicang said in a very stylish manner: "My king ordered me to come and inform you that you will come to the palace to meet you tomorrow."

"Li Xiao..." Nangong Yue came out of her mouth, and when she saw Lin Shicang frowning, she realized that she came over.

"The King of Han summoned me to the palace this time... I don't know why?"

Although Li Xiaoyao once threatened to let her be a maid with a wife, she still held a glimmer of hope.

After all, Li Xiaoyao is also a dignified king of a country. How could he do such a joke?

Even if Li Xiaoyao wants to accept a concubine, he must be a princess-level figure to match his imperial identity.

Wouldn't the world laugh at her if she accepts a woman from a neighboring country into the harem?

"How can we guess the holy heart of my king?" Lin Shicang said with a serious expression: "There will be a special person to summon me tomorrow. You are ready in advance."

After he said that, he turned around and left.

Looking at Lin Shicang's self-aware back, Nangong Yue's face turned extremely cold.

One mistake, one mistake at a time, today's Han Kingdom has a proud capital.

She turned around and looked at the scar man and said coldly: "Why didn't you yell like that just now?"

"General, we can't afford to offend the Han Kingdom now!" The scar man replied with a serious expression.

Nangong Yue glanced at him, then walked towards the backyard with a cold expression.
Chapter completed!