A moment later, Nie Fu'an led thirty romantic young men to stand in front of Feng Hanchu.

Feng Hanchu held the picture album and looked at them blankly, asking, "What do you mean?"

Before meeting Yan Gui, Nie Fu'an had never done such a shameless thing, but now he doesn't blush or breathe:

"The Emperor heard that the Supreme Emperor was worried day and night about choosing a servant for the Empress, so he specially sent these young men here. The Supreme Emperor would like to see if there are any suitable ones?"

He also took the roster from the emperor's envoy and placed it in front of Feng Hanchu:

"These young gentlemen have innocent family backgrounds. They are all descendants of the Xiao family. They are also very decent people and their appearance is outstanding."

Feng Hanchu: "?"

Before he took the knife, Nie Fu'an kept saying: "If the Emperor doesn't like it, Fu'an will go back to the palace and bring the next batch."

Feng Hanchu held the knife in his hand again and again, testing back and forth on the edge of losing his mind: "Thank you Emperor for your kindness. How many young men has the Emperor prepared for this?"

Nie Fu'an never expected Feng Hanchu's reaction. He was ready to flee back to the magic circle in a hurry, but what happened?

"Ah," he didn't react at first and blinked twice, "there are about a hundred people."

Feng Hanchu's teeth were about to be ground to pieces, and he said with a smile: "The Emperor is really troublesome!"

"Since Emperor Zun is so kind, how can I not accept it? Then I have to ask Lord Nie to bring over a hundred people. I will accept them all."

Nie Fu'an was stunned for a moment: "Are your Majesty sure?"

"Why, little Master Nie is not sure?"

Feng Hanchu glanced at him coldly: "The emperor is still not sure. Didn't he agree to choose a servant for the empress? What does it mean to go back on his word?"

Nie Fu'an: "..."

Did the contest between the future uncle and future father-in-law, Lao Taishan, begin quietly like this?

You start right from the beginning. What do you mean by making things difficult for me? Don’t the puppets have the right to say no?

Nie Fu'an thought for a moment and realized that it really didn't happen. Since the arrow was on the string and had to be fired, he had no choice but to do it:

"The Emperor is joking. Fu'an will go back to the palace to send the person here. The Emperor will wait a moment."

Nie Fu'an returned to the palace almost in mourning. Looking at the rows of young and beautiful young men, it was like looking at one after another of ghost-headed knives that were killing people.

Is this a gift for Empress Mingde to serve as a servant to be summoned? She is obviously sending her to die.

He was so desperate that someone from the palace came to call him: "Little Lord Nie, the emperor and the empress asked you why you didn't go to the temple immediately to answer your question since you returned to the palace."

Nie Fu'an: "..."

Why don’t I go? Don’t you have any idea in your mind?

He looked at the more than seventy young gentlemen, how beautiful they were, how young and charming they were, and it was too late to take a look at them.

Nie Fu'an moved step by step to the temple, and then looked at the main seat——

Good guys, the brother and sister were just fine, each holding a pen, with ink sticking to their faces, laughing and having fun.

Nie Fu'an: "..."

Can the person who wants to give someone else's cabbage a little self-consciousness?

Why is it that he has to bear the hard work of swallowing even if his teeth are knocked out, and he is not the one to get a wife?

Nie Fu'an saluted with a drooping face: "Emperor, Your Majesty——"

Tangtang looked at him with a smile: "Ah, Nie Fu'an, you are back. How is it? How is it? Has your beautiful father calmed down?"

Nie Fu'an: "..."

I think it is more likely that the Supreme Emperor will exploit people.

He explained Feng Hanchu's request in detail: "Fu'an is about to take the remaining young man to the Summer Palace. Your Majesty, look -"

Tangtang's eyes widened and she looked at him in disbelief, then looked at Yan Gui:

"How could this be? Didn't my brother say that the beautiful father would become impatient when he saw someone and gave up the idea of ​​choosing a servant?"

Yan Gui really didn't expect that Feng Hanchu would adopt such a method of dying together. He was stunned at that time and couldn't recover.

It was rare to see him in such a state of shooting himself in the foot that Nie Fu'an wanted to laugh very much.

However, as the head of the Emperor's Palace, it is impossible to make fun of the Lord, unless he can't help it, and he endures it desperately:

"Emperor, do you still want to send someone there? Pfft——"

Although it was just a soft ending sound, the meaning of ridicule was obvious, and the attitude of watching the excitement was so arrogant that it was aimed directly at Yan Gui's face.

The jade pen in Yan Gui's hand was broken with a snap.

The moment his hand pinched Nie Fuan's neck, Tangtang quickly held down the fire-breathing dragon-like brother and said to Nie Fuan:

"You run away for your life... No, let's deal with these troubles quickly. If I don't tell you, you won't have to come."

Nie Fu'an bowed and turned around to leave. He walked out of the temple in a hurry. Why are you stupid, still staying here?

Anyway, it was the empress who asked him to deal with this mess. No matter how bad it was, he couldn't be blamed.

The bastard didn't want to watch the excitement, so Nie Fu'an immediately happily led more than seventy young men and marched through Liangdu.

In the next few days, Tangtang would encounter these young gentlemen in every corner, no matter whether she was going up or down, sitting or lying down, eating or walking.

Before going to court, there were two rows of handsome young men kneeling in front of Chenyue Palace, all of whom were ogling:

"I will respectfully send your Majesty to court. I hope your Majesty will return to the palace soon."

Tangtang's whole body was agitated, and just when she was about to open her mouth to speak, more than a dozen fragrant winds blew over her, causing her to sneeze all the way to the next morning.

The dragon chariot was walking on the royal road, and another group of young gentlemen were kneeling on both sides.

Different from the group in the morning, they were tall and tall, had changed their armor, and fought like thousands of troops under the blazing sun:

"I will pay my respects to Your Majesty!"

It was so full of energy and momentum that it almost knocked Tangtang off the dragon chariot, making both Mingwuci and Qian Shuang tremble:

"Change the route, change the route -"

Tangtang patted herself with lingering fear and whispered: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid. I've been through big winds and waves. I haven't seen anything yet..."

However, she has never seen the enthusiasm of young men.

In the imperial garden, there were about thirty or forty men surrounded by flowers.

They were wearing various costumes or juggling clothes, some were singing, and some were doing tricks. It was quite interesting to see them at first glance.

If they hadn't stopped what they were doing and shouted to His Majesty with grinning mouths and open hands like a hungry tiger pouncing on food, Tangtang would still be willing to watch the excitement in the imperial garden.

Now all that was left was to run for her life in a hurry. She threw down the dragon chariot, formed a magic circle and ran away:

"No one of you is looking for me, I need to be quiet."

This silence lasted for more than half a month.

Apart from attending court on time, Tangtang disappeared the next morning. Not to mention Yan Gui and her four fathers, no one knew where the empress had gone to hide her life.

"Look at you, you're so old and you're still not doing anything!"

As soon as Feng Han opened his eyes at the beginning of the year, he was blocked in the corner of the Summer Palace by his three fathers and one Runze.
Chapter completed!