Chapter 1180 Return to the Palace (5)

After dinner, she put Changmei and Lao Wugui into the space, went downstairs to pay for the meal, and went outside.

It was getting dark, and she could ride Baimaohu back to the capital to see her man in a while. Lingbei was not far from the capital, and Baimaohu could run there before the second watch. When she thought that she would see him soon, Caiwei felt a little excited.

After leaving for a few days, she began to miss him, his warm embrace, his naughty smile, and the feeling of him kissing her and loving her...

Unconsciously, she became more and more dependent on him. Although she used to despise those women who depended on men, she realized now that those women who did not depend on men and were independent and confident were not born that way, but they had not met a man who was enough for her to love and depend on with all her heart. If they did, they would also gradually give up themselves and become more and more dependent on that man like her...

It was finally dark, Caiwei excitedly rode on the white-haired tiger and rushed to the capital at lightning speed….

In the imperial palace, in the imperial study

Nangong Yi sat under the lamp with a gloomy face, reviewing memorials. Yang Yong and others behind him were concentrating their minds and trying to reduce their presence as much as possible to avoid causing trouble and hurting themselves!

These days, the queen suddenly disappeared, and the emperor did not look for her. However, the emperor's temper was getting worse day by day. Today, because Pei Yao's clothes were not dignified enough, he beat her with twenty boards and sent her to the laundry department. Pei Yao was a first-class maid selected by Empress Dowager Mo for the emperor and queen. Her status was more prestigious than that of ordinary masters, but she was sent away by the emperor without even giving the empress dowager face. It can be seen that the emperor was in a very bad mood!

The remaining palace people were frightened by the emperor's majesty. They wanted to find a shell to shrink into, fearing that they would do something wrong and offend the majesty, and follow Pei Yao's retreat.

It was almost the second watch, and the emperor was still tirelessly reviewing, but his face was getting darker and darker.

"Come here! Serve tea!"

He called out majestically, as if telling others that he was very angry now, and they must not provoke him.

"Yes!"

Yang Yong responded, and with a wave of his hand, a little eunuch carefully presented a tray. In the center of the tray was a enamel teacup from the official kiln.

Nangong Yi took the tea, took a sip, and then smashed the teacup to the ground with a clang, angrily saying: "Useless slave, you make tea for me all day long, don't you know that I only drink tea that is 80% hot?"

The eunuch who served the tea was so scared that he knelt on the ground with a "thump", bowed his head, trembled, and kept shouting: "The slave deserves to die, please forgive me, Your Majesty..."

Seeing this, Yang Yong hurriedly stepped forward and glared at the eunuch, saying: "You dog slave, why don't you get down and make a cup of tea that is 80% hot for the emperor!"

"Yes, I'll go right away..."

With Yang Yong's help, the eunuch hurriedly got up and ran outside. Just as he ran to the door, a red figure suddenly appeared, causing him to almost fall on the red.

"What are you doing? Like a chicken with wild feet?"

Caiwei hid aside flexibly, saying with a smile, but her eyes were looking in the direction of the dragon case.

Nangong Yi raised his head immediately when he heard Caiwei's voice, and his eyes showed surprise.

However, after meeting Caiwei's gaze, he lowered his face again, snorted awkwardly, and lowered his head to continue reviewing the memorials.

Looking at the man's stinky face, Caiwei held back her laughter and waved at Yang Yong: "You all go down!"

"Yes!"

The appearance of the Queen made Yang Yong feel relieved. He agreed with a smile, waved to the other people in the hall, and everyone walked out quietly.

"Humph, who allowed you to leave!"

Nangong Yi snorted majestically and continued to be awkward.

Yang Yong smiled and said: "Your Majesty, with the Queen serving you, you don't need clumsy servants. The Queen will definitely serve you well!"

As he said that, he actually smiled and retreated.