No Love

Chapter 191 Princess Yue'an - Shen Yuxian 3

Nan Li pretended to be angry, stretched out his hand to grab a corner of the document, and pulled it slightly.

"Princess, don't sign it."

Shen Yuxian grabbed the clerk with all her strength, feeling anxious and angry. She had to use all her strength to hold on to the clerk while listening to Zhang Yanchun's incessant nagging.

She was so angry that she threw all the royal etiquette out of her mind. She raised her foot and kicked Zhang Yanchun in the chest.

At the same time, Nan Li flicked his fingertips, and a cold spiritual power attacked Zhang Yanchun's chest!

"puff!"

Zhang Yanchun leaned back and spat out a mouthful of blood. The moment the blood spurted out, a drop of blood fell on Shen Yuxian's forehead.

"How dare you, a fool who no one wants, be so rude!"

Shen Yuxian still held the document tightly, fearing that Nan Li would change his mind.

"Your Highness, I have a bad reputation. You should listen to her advice."

Nan Li's hand that was holding the corner of the document was still holding on, but he was just holding on without using any force.

With his skills, he only needed to exert a little force and the document would return to his hands.

"Master Nan, this princess will never regret the decision she made."

The last bit of hesitation in Shen Yuxian's heart was completely wiped out the moment Zhang Yanchun vomited blood.

The greatest reliance in her heart is the God Emperor. As long as the God Emperor is still there, everyone has to give face to the Shen family.

Even if Nanli is the descendant of the great Hongmeng demon, he still has to consider his own weight.

To hurt her would be to blatantly slap the God Emperor in the face!

Even now, her brother the Divine Emperor had suffered such treatment, but he still had to protect her for the sake of the monarch's face and the royal decency!

This is the duty of the God Emperor.

Nan Li ignored the princess's fantasies, not wanting to lose the fat meat that was delivered to his mouth, nor did he want to openly challenge the imperial power of the Tianling Realm.

Then continue to advise:

"Your Highness, the Star Lord has set up a mourning tent for the Divine Emperor at the military camp. As a princess of the royal family, you should go and pay your respects first.

Besides, you only met that woman once. The princess is kind-hearted, but you know nothing about her past.

If you confront her lover, you, a weak woman, will suffer."

Shen Yuxian was even more reluctant to change her mind after hearing this. She had personally experienced the little witch's frame-up. This Nan Daren must have been wronged by someone with ulterior motives.

Just like a little witch, she had barely met the Emperor, but was accused of seducing the monarch.

Fortunately, her father and brother were powerful and influential. If they were ordinary ministers, they would have been exterminated long ago!

"Master Nan, you have been an official for many years, but you don't even know the rules of the Tianling Realm."

Shen Yuxian raised her eyebrows proudly and smiled triumphantly.

"Haha, building a mourning shed for my brother the God Emperor? Is she qualified?

You were really scared by her.

She is just a teacher, not Feng Yijun! She is one of the least qualified people in the entire Tianling Realm to handle the affairs of the Divine Emperor after his death."

"is it?"

Nan Li's eyes were full of sarcasm, but his tone remained gentle.

"Yes."

Shen Yuxian suddenly pulled hard, and Nan Li pretended to be unprepared, and the document was completely caught by Shen Yuxian.

"Your Highness, please be careful!"

Nan Li was slightly surprised, and then pretended to be unwilling and said,

"Although you are a princess, once this document is signed, the Palace of Justice cannot easily change it! Princess."

Shen Yuxian admired Nan Li's loss of composure, and in an instant, she recalled the scene in the current affairs inspection hall of Jun Ling Palace.

That arrogant little witch wrapped in a thin blanket of crane wool...

What you can do, I can do too!

"Isn't it just a pardon document? This princess has signed it!"

Shen Yuxian smiled coquettishly, sat back down beside the desk, and spread the documents on the desk.

A habitual wave of the hand,

"Qin'er, Hua'er, brush and ink are at your service."

"..."

"Qin'er, Hua'er!"

Shen Yuxian was a little annoyed and raised her voice unconsciously.

The answer was still the night breeze blowing from the corridor.

Zhang Yanchun lay silently on the ground with his head down, motionless.

The two ladies dared not even breathe a word.

Nan Li took the opportunity to bow and said respectfully:

"Your Highness, let's just forget it."

"Do not."

Shen Yuxian felt that her dignity was challenged. First it was Zhang Yanchun, then Qin'er and Hua'er. They all looked down on me from the bottom of their hearts!

Dislike me.

Disobey me!

I dislike that I am not of royal blood, and I dislike that my brother the Emperor of God does not love me.

They look down on me, a side branch... These slaves are used to flattering the powerful and praising the weak!

"Isn't it just writing? It doesn't matter if you don't want it!"

Nan Li's eyes lit up.

Zhang Yanchun slowly knelt down.

At this moment, Qin'er and Hua'er ran in with terrified faces. Before they could open their mouths, a guard with government knowledge came over and stopped them:

"who are you?"

"Why did you come to Xiangyun Pavilion in the middle of the night?"

"This is where the government officials live. Where did you come from, you little wild girl? Get out of here!"

The two girls wanted to say something, but their mouths seemed to be covered by someone and they couldn't utter a single word.

They were so anxious that tears were streaming down their cheeks and they kept shaking their hands, trying to stop the princess from signing the pardon document.

They didn’t know that Shen Yuxian couldn’t see their tears. She only saw them opening their mouths wide, shaking their hands, and grinning... they were laughing so happily.

Shen Yuxian pulled out a hairpin and pierced her fingertip. The moment the bright red blood flowed out, Nan Li's eyes were obviously filled with joy.

The hairpin wrote her name on the document with blood stained from her fingertips.

"All right."

The drop of blood on Shen Yuxian's forehead seemed to be alive, piercing through her skin and drilling into her head!

Leaving a little red mark on her forehead.

"Master Nan, I have signed. According to the rules, you must stamp it with the official seal.

I want to see it with my own eyes. You can’t cheat. This is a matter for two people, you can’t just sign my name.”

Shen Yuxian obviously felt that she was out of control and actually flirted with this Lord Nan.

Her body involuntarily moved closer to him. One hand uncontrollably took Nan Li's hand and placed it on her chest...

She clearly didn't think that way in her heart, but she felt like vomiting when she heard what she said out loud!

"It's late at night, and I can't sleep alone. My Lord, please come and keep me company..."

Shen Yuxian was so anxious that she was about to cry. Her body seemed to be under some kind of curse, and she kept sticking to Nan Li and rubbing against him.

"Princess, please respect yourself!"

Nan Li stretched out his hand and pinched a corner of the document, and the document turned into a piercing cold air and disappeared.

Then he pushed Princess Yue'an hard and scolded her harshly.

"My wedding is coming up soon. How can I face my wife if you do this?"

"Princess."

"Princess."

Qin'er, Hua'er can finally speak! They shouted at the same time,

"Wake up! He is Lord Nan, not your consort..."

The two maids covered their mouths as soon as they finished speaking and looked at each other in horror.

Zhang Yanchun slowly stood up and knelt down to kowtow to Nan Li:

"Your servant Zhang Yanchun respectfully sends you off, my Lord."

Two women came in through the flowery corridor, and the guards behind them dragged the woman, leaving a wet trail on the ground.

The woman was thrown on the ground of Xiangyun Pavilion by the guards, lying there like a dead dog.