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Chapter 1171 World 21: You are our little princess, our heart

The sky was dark, the entire palace looked gray, and the gold tiles on the walls lost their luster under the bad light.

In the main hall, the emperor in dragon robes sat on the throne, with a little girl lying on his knees.

The girl was wearing a goose-yellow tube top skirt and a gold hairpin on her head. She looked like a favored master at first sight.

"Father, I don't understand why you scolded me today..." the girl said aggrievedly.

The emperor touched his beloved daughter distressedly: "My dear, you have turned this palace upside down, but you can't offend Liao Yan."

"Why? Father, you are the emperor and the ruler of the world, and my son is your daughter. How can you be afraid of a eunuch like him?"

The emperor quickly covered his beloved daughter's mouth: "Qing'er, don't say anything."

Nan Qing didn't continue talking, but still looked unconvinced. He lay on the old emperor's knees and grabbed his dragon robe until it was wrinkled.

She is the only one in the world who dares to do this.

She is the emperor's favorite little princess, Nangong Qing'er.

The daughter of a noble concubine has been pampered since she was a child, and even the prince is not as favored by the emperor as she is.

I am fourteen this year, which is a naughty age. Because I am so loved, my personality is even more mischievous.

Seeing his daughter's dissatisfaction, the emperor showed a bitter smile on his face. He was no longer the one to make the decision in this world.

I just regret that he reused Dongchang and allowed those filthy things to gain power. By the time they realized it, it was already too late.

"Qing'er, it's getting dark. Go back to the palace to rest early. My father will give you a beautiful kite tomorrow, okay?"

"Okay." Nan Qing stood up lazily and gave a perfunctory salute: "My son, please leave."

Wait until you leave the main hall.

Er Er also understood the background of this world thoroughly and said: "This is a dynasty where eunuchs are in power. Disasters are everywhere, official positions are bought and sold, and corruption occurs. The hero of the world is your half-brother, born to the queen.

The prince of the East Palace, the heroine of the world, is the daughter of the prime minister. She will marry the prince and become the crown princess in the future. The two of them will work together to eliminate the eunuchs and create a new peaceful age."

Nan Qing was in the main hall as soon as she entered this body. Fortunately, her memory appeared very quickly and she was able to play the role and talk to the emperor in time.

Nan Qing recalled the memory of the original protagonist: "My relationship with the male protagonist of the world seems not to be very good."

Er Er: "Yes, you have been favored since you were a child. The emperor loves you, and your mother and concubine also love you very much. This makes you particularly unruly and willful, and you don't know what the heaven and the earth are. Naturally, you don't take your brother, the crown prince, seriously."

Moreover, the child of a noble concubine and a Middle Eastern queen did not come from the same mother's womb, so naturally the relationship would not be that close.

Er Er: "The main plot of this world is that the heroine of the world and the hero of the world are in love while pursuing great causes and overthrowing this rotten dynasty."

"Well, so who is the male supporting character? Who is the character I want to conquer?"

"The character you want to capture is none other than the leader of the eunuchs, the general governor, Liao Yan."

"..." Nan Qing frowned: "Isn't this the person the old emperor didn't want me to offend just now?"

"Yes, of course I won't let you offend. No matter how favored you are, you have no rights. Liao Yan has ousted your father and holds huge power. If you offend him, the emperor will not be able to protect you. Outsiders understand this, but

The original owner doesn’t understand, because the original owner is spoiled, so you have to play this character and win character points for me.”

Nan Qing was dissatisfied: "I will..."

Er Er: "I'll buy wine from you."

"Okay!" Nan Qing agreed immediately: "Isn't she just a little princess who doesn't know how high the world is? She wants to commit suicide. I'm the best at it. I can do everything in front of him, making him reluctant to kill me and making his heart tremble.

"

Er Er nodded with great satisfaction. He would take good care of Nan Qing in the future to try to reduce the loss of points.

"your Highness."

As soon as she left the main hall, she saw a dozen palace maids waiting for her, as well as a group of maids.

In the palace, only the lord of the first palace can ride the chariot. Nangong Qing'er has been given a palace by the emperor since she was a child. You can imagine how much the emperor likes this daughter.

Nan Qing sat down on the bus. It was already dark. The evening breeze blew with a coolness. The breeze blew the hair on her forehead, exposing her white and tender forehead.

The girl has a good appearance, she has been finely carved since she was a child, and now she is showing off her girlish figure. Wherever she goes, others can't help but marvel at her.

The little princess didn't seem to be in a very good mood, sitting on the stepper gloomily.

Especially when she saw the eunuch holding a lantern in front of her, she disliked it even more.

Auntie stepped forward and said, "Your Highness, I cooked almond milk in the small kitchen tonight and added a few more spoons of honey. Your Highness likes it best."

The original owner liked milk the most. She liked all kinds of pastries and soups made from milk. Nan Qing felt that she had a faint milky fragrance all over her body.

The little girl likes to eat sweet food most, and a few tablespoons of honey must be added to the milk.

Nan Qing: "Er Er, you are in for a treat tonight."

"Yeah." Erer didn't deny it, it was even looking forward to it.

Nan Qing: "I don't like sweets, but my body likes them. I should be able to tolerate sweets after eating them, right?"

22: "One who can endure it."

The steps were very slow and steady. The evening breeze was a bit cold, so Grandma put the cloak on Nan Qing's shoulders.

"Go faster, you may freeze Her Royal Highness the Princess, and you cannot bear the consequences!" said the nanny.

The people carrying the chariot moved a little faster, but when they turned the corner, they almost hit someone.

"Ouch!"

A shrill eunuch's voice sounded.

Nan Qing was shaken so hard that he almost fell off. When he looked up, he saw someone approaching the corner. He walked straight around the corner and walked too fast. The person in front of him bumped into each other.

Nan Qing was curious to see who dared to hit the emperor's favorite little princess. When he raised his eyes, he saw a man wearing black brocade clothes.

He was dressed in black brocade clothes, with patterns sewn with gold thread at the corners. He was dressed in an elegant manner, and the man's face was even more dazzling.

A man with such beautiful facial features can't tell his age, but he is definitely not a boy. He is a man. His eyes are like the darkness of night, which will make people fearful if they look directly at them for a long time.

Liao Yan looked at the little princess on the road. He had only seen her from a distance a few times, and each time his impression was not very good. He always saw her losing her temper and teaching the palace people.

Liao Yan had known that there was such a little ancestor in this palace, but it was none of his business.

Today, they suddenly collided with each other. This was the first time that Liao Yan looked at her so close. He didn't cry in fear, but looked at him blankly, looking up and down, which was quite bold.

Liao Yan showed a dangerous smile and said in a feminine voice: "It turns out to be the little princess. These slaves of ours didn't have the eyesight to rush you. No wonder."

Little princess?

Whoever sees her doesn't address her as "Your Highness".

There was no trace of sincerity in the apology, only contempt.

"Er Er, his voice is..."

"A true eunuch."


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