"Brother Emperor, do you have something to do with me?" Yu Wenxiang gave him a big salute as soon as he entered, and then he knelt straight and stared at Yuwen Zai. There was nothing unusual about him.
"Get up. We are all a family, so we don't have to worry about so many etiquettes." Yuwen Zai was still holding a cinnabar pen in his hand, and only when he looked at the memorial did he see a sullen look on his face. .
Yu Wenxiang sat on the chair and watched his imperial brother's changing expression. Is this a psychological war with him? Why don't you say another word
After thinking about it, Yu Wenxiang really couldn't sit still. He still had to go back and find a way to rescue Yan Xiu. Although she had only been working for him for a year or two, she did everything beautifully and neatly, which was a great help to him.
He would never let his brothers who followed him suffer any consequences, otherwise he would have failed as a master.
"Brother Imperial, if you have nothing to do, please leave first." Yu Wenxiang had already stood up, clasped his hands and was about to leave.
"Wait a minute, I still have something to ask you!" Yuwen Zai raised his head from a pile of memorials, the anger in his eyes could no longer be contained, and he was about to burst out.
Yu Wenxiang had never seen his imperial brother so angry before, and he didn't know whether it was because of what he had done to plead for Xiaoru today, or because of something else.
"Come and take a look at these memorials. You don't care about the people all day long, but you have time to care about my harem!" Yuwen Zai threw a bunch of memorials at Yu Wenxiang.
Because there were too many, and because I didn’t dare to pick them up, the memorials fell to the ground one after another.
How can he accept this? If he accepts Yuwen, will there be any reason to accuse him of plotting to usurp the throne? He's not that imprudent.
But he took a sneak peek and got a rough idea. I'm afraid these are all tricks to ask Yuwen to deal with Concubine Lian!
Yu Wenxiang picked up the memorials one by one and returned them to his desk. Of course, he put them far away. He would not want to approve these memorials again for the time being.
"Brother, why do you need to be familiar with them?" Yu Wenxiang returned to his seat and watched from a distance as Yu Wenzai's expression returned to normal little by little.
"Brother Huang just said that he wanted to ask me something. What is it?" Only when his expression became normal did Yu Wenxiang dare to ask him.
Yuwen, who was already calm, became extremely quiet at this moment. He didn't say a word, and his eyes suddenly became deep.
Yu Wenxiang really couldn't control his emotions, and it was true that accompanying you was like accompanying a tiger. We can only prepare ourselves to be baptized by the storm.
"Second brother, do you think I have failed as emperor?" Yuwen Zai suddenly said something, which made Yu Wenxiang feel dizzy.
"How could it be? Over the years that the emperor has been in power, Canglang's development momentum has been at its peak. The emperor is definitely a rare wise king." It's time to fawn over.
You still have to curry favor. If you don’t know how to curry favor in politics, you’re doomed.
"As a wise king, I won't even know what's going on in my harem. I won't even know the identity of the person I sleep with. I won't even know who is hanging around me."
Yuwen Zai suddenly burst out, so shocked that Yu Wenxiang did not dare to speak. The air was full of danger, and these words were obviously talking about Xiaoru. He also began to doubt Yan Xiu's identity. No wonder he would imprison her in Dali Temple.
It seems that he underestimated his imperial brother. This matter in Yanxiu is very difficult.
"Your Majesty, Concubine Shu wishes to see you."
(End of chapter)