Chapter 451 I Am Here to Protect You

In fact, Xie Jin had seen people with big airs, people with prominent status, and people who were pretentious and bluffing.

A mere prince of Yu Kingdom was nothing in his eyes.

It was just that when Rong Yu ordered him to pick up the person, his tone was obviously a bit annoyed, but he allowed the person to exist despite being annoyed. And so far, the only thing that could make Rong Yu compromise was someone or something related to Nan Xi.

This was the reason why Xie Jin was willing to tolerate it.

If this person really had some kind of relationship with Her Majesty the Queen, then even if he felt a little aggrieved, he couldn't offend him for the time being, after all, the visitor was a guest.

However, he had always been a ancestor who was used to being praised by others, and it was obviously not a pleasant thing to be treated coldly by this person here. After entering the palace gate, he didn't say anything more, and finally sent the person to the Dazheng Palace safely before he was angry to death.

Originally, he wanted to leave immediately and ignore this inexplicable prince, but he really wanted to know what kind of relationship this man had with His Majesty that could make his master, who was so possessive and paranoid, tolerate him.

But he never expected that as soon as the sedan stopped at the Dazheng Palace, he couldn't wait to speak: "Is Her Majesty in the palace?"

Xie Jin said in a light tone: "Your Majesty is the master of this Dazheng Palace, where else can you go if not in the palace?"

As soon as the voice fell, the curtain of the sedan was lifted by a porcelain-white hand, and a beautiful jade-white young man like a fairy walked out of it.

His face was like ice sculptures and jade, and his skin was so white that it really looked like it was carved from top-grade jade. His figure was slender, much more slender than that of ordinary men. He was wearing a cloud-colored fox fur coat that was whiter than snow, which made him look like a fairy who walked out of the snow.

Xie Jin raised his eyebrows slightly, and he was born with a good-looking face.

It's a pity that his personality is really not very likable.

He walked towards the red lacquered gate of Dazheng Palace. Qingyang, who saw him coming in, had already entered the palace to report and walked out quickly: "His Majesty and the Regent asked Mr. Xie to come in."

Xie Jin nodded: "Thank you."

Qingyang said solemnly: "Mr. Xie, you are welcome."

As he spoke, his eyes fell on the face of a man in a cloud-colored fox fur coat. Seeing that his face was as white as cold jade, he frowned slightly: "Is this young master sick? Why is his face so pale?"

"You are sick." Zhan Ruo glanced at him coldly, "This prince is born with white skin. Who is as black as coal like you?"

Qingyang was stunned.

Why is this young master so angry?

Why is he as black as coal?

Qingyang touched his face. Is his skin color normal?

At this moment, a "squeak" sound was heard, and the white, flexible little thing leaped over like lightning, and in the blink of an eye jumped into Zhan Ruo's arms, grabbing his clothes and baring his teeth: "Squeak."

Zhan Ruo looked down at it: "Someone bullied you?"

"Squeak."

"The regent, that annoying guy, wants to stew you?" Zhan Ruo sneered, "Does he dare?"

"Squeak!"

"Don't be afraid." He said in a light tone, "With me here, he dare not do anything to you."

Xie Jin turned his head and glanced at him, thinking that this guy was indeed not normal.

Zhan Ruo stepped into the hall with the snow ferret in his arms. The first thing he saw was the furnishings of the outer hall. He saw a sandalwood desk with a dragon pattern, on which were placed the four treasures of the imperial study, memorials to be approved, jade seals, and a pile of files.

Behind the desk was a nine-dragon golden chair, and behind the chair was a royal screen... Forget it, none of this is important.

The important thing is that there is a person sitting on the chair behind the imperial desk, a cold and aloof man with a strong demeanor. Zhan Ruo's eyes fell on his face, and his eyes were slightly cold: "This position should not be occupied by you."

Xuanyuan Yao and Ling Fan had not left yet, and were standing in front of the desk at this time. Hearing this, they all turned their heads to look at Zhan Ruo.

"Who are you? How dare you point fingers in the Dongling Palace?" Xuanyuan Yao frowned, "Yu Country has been at peace for these years, do you think the world is peaceful? Do you want this general to tell you what the power of the iron cavalry is?"

Zhan Ruo ignored him and turned to look at the inner hall.

A woman in a bright yellow outer robe came out, with a beautiful face, calm eyebrows, and a faint smile at the corners of her lips.

"You are a guest from afar. Prince Zhan Ruo, please take a seat."

Zhan Ruo looked at her with a bit of inquiry in his eyes, but he spoke in a tone of confirmation: "Your Majesty?"

Nan Xi smiled and nodded: "It's me."

Zhan Ruo's arrogance was restrained a little, and his eyebrows were slightly frowned: "Reviewing memorials and making decisions on state affairs, shouldn't it be the power of Your Majesty?"

Nan Xi gently stroked her bulging belly: "I am pregnant and it is inconvenient for me to work at the moment, so the government affairs will be fully handled by the Regent."

Zhan Ruo was stunned, his eyes fell on her belly subconsciously, and he said: "How did you get pregnant?"

This is what he said.

Xuanyuan Yao sneered: "Are you a fool?"

Your Majesty is a woman, it is not normal for her to get pregnant after getting married? If it weren't for the consideration of Your Majesty's reputation, it would not be appropriate to discuss this matter here, he would have thrown this sentence in his face.

Foretelling the future?

How does this person look like a master who can predict the future?

"Sister." Zhan Ruo said, frowning slightly, "You can divorce him. I will raise this child."

As soon as these words came out, the palace was silent.

Rong Yu tightened his grip on the red pen, raised his eyes slightly, and his eyes were filled with a bone-chilling coldness.

Xuanyuan Yao was stunned.

Sister?

Where did this person come from?

He looked older than Her Majesty, so why was he called sister?

Sure enough, he is a fool.

Xie Jin understood that this person was indeed somehow related to Her Majesty the Queen, so it was no wonder that his master was willing to tolerate him.

"Prince is joking." Nan Xi's smile faded, "Rong Yu is my husband, how could I divorce him?"

"But he..." Zhan Ruo frowned, "He is not a good person."

Xuanyuan Yao turned his head to look at Xie Jin, pointed at his head, and said silently: "Is there anything wrong with him?"

Before Xie Jin spoke, Rong Yu had already stood up, walked around the imperial desk, and forcefully embraced Nan Xi in his arms: "Prince Zhan Ruo must be tired after a long journey. Xuanyuan Yao, since he has a way to solve the siege of Dongling, you and Ling Fan will be responsible for entertaining him, and discuss with him the countermeasures to deal with the siege."

Xuanyuan Yao was about to nod in response, but Zhan Ruo spoke first: "Unless you let me enter the harem of Her Majesty the Queen and let me be the emperor's husband, otherwise I will let all countries in the world continue to increase their troops and make Dongling powerless to fight back."

Nan Xi's expression faded: "Prince Zhan Ruo is joking."

"Sister, I'm not joking." Zhan Ruo pursed her lips, "I'm here to protect you."