Ye Wangchuan could see that she was thinking about something. He lowered his head slightly and looked at the girl. His voice was low and gentle: "Everyone wants to hold a celebration banquet. Master Cheng asked me to ask you if there is any dish you want to eat."
Master Cheng obviously meant to follow Qiao Nian's taste.
Qiao Nian came to his senses now: "I'm not picky."
After she finished speaking, she noticed the man's raised eyebrows, with a look of disbelief.
She rubbed her brows and said speechlessly: "...Just don't make it too spicy."
Perhaps someone's gaze was too focused, making her restless. She paused again, put one hand in her pocket and explained: "Master Cheng is old, it's good for your health to eat less spicy food. I don't have much appetite, and I can't eat much. So don't worry about me~"
Ye Wangchuan saw the seriousness in her expression, so he narrowed his eyes and raised his lips: "Okay."
Qiao Nian nodded and started thinking about the photo again.
*
At the same time, Nie Qingru returned to his residence.
As soon as she parked the car, the butler of the manor was standing outside the car and said to her, "Empress, Mr. Xue from the Privy Council is here."
Why would conservative people come to her
"Um."
Nie Qingru sat upright in the back seat. She waited until someone opened the car door for her before she slowly got out, took off her hat brim and handed it to the housekeeper, then strode towards the villa.
She took every step very steadily, with an ambition that was inconsistent with her age, although she was still energetic at this age.
Within a few minutes, she saw the silver-haired old man sitting in the reception room waiting for her.
Old Xue was still wearing a half-worn Zhongshan suit. The collar design showed oriental elements. He wore the suit neatly, which did not seem like someone from their reclusive family.
Too low-key!
Instead, it gives people an extremely hypocritical feeling.
Nie Qingru walked past him, sat down on the sofa opposite him, asked someone to make a cup of coffee, and looked up at the person who shouldn't be here.
"What's up?"
She had always been at odds with the conservatives, so she didn't bother to pretend.
Elder Xue watched the servant bring her coffee, and calmly pushed away the cup of tea in front of him, saying calmly, "Queen, I heard that the results of the weapons exhibition this morning are out. Your brother didn't win first place, nor did he win the favor of Mr. Auburn."
Nie Qingru paused as he was about to drink the coffee. His eyes suddenly turned sharp and he sneered, "Oh, what do you think this place is? What? Did you come here to mock me?"
It was not surprising that the results of the morning reached the ears of the Privy Council, but she did not expect that the other party would come to her and tell her this. It was a bit too outrageous!
She instantly lost her appetite for coffee. She put the bottom of the cup on the table, crossed her hands on the table, leaned back, and narrowed her eyes with a condescending sense of oppression. She reminded him coldly: "Don't forget that the imperial power is above everything! Even the elders of the Privy Council are not qualified to point fingers in front of me."
After she finished speaking, she didn't even want to look at the old man who didn't know the current situation, and ordered the butler: "What are you still standing there for? Send the guests away!"
The butler was a little embarrassed and didn't know how to bring this up to the silver-haired old man. After all, he was one of the elders of the Privy Council.
The Queen could adopt this attitude, but he didn't dare to chase her away with a stick.
Elder Xue really didn't expect her to react so strongly. He was somewhat stunned and embarrassed, and immediately stood up to stop her: "Empress, this is not why I came here."
"I mean, we can deal with Qiao Nian together!"
(End of this chapter)