She suddenly regretted calling the Regent in like this. She didn't come up with a molding method, so it was easy for the Regent, a veteran in the court, to take the initiative.

Even if you feel regretful, your face is still as indifferent as usual. Only by hiding your emotions in your heart can you compete with the Regent head-on.

Once he discovers your true thoughts, you don’t know when you will be bound and restrained.

"I just received the document. Two days later, the envoys of our court will arrive. I will trouble the Regent when the time comes." Wen Wenlan lowered his eyes slightly and hid the light in his heart.

Upon hearing this, the Regent frowned and did not respond to Wen Wenlan's orders as soon as possible. Instead, he asked her for documents to come to see her.

"Thank you for your hard work. Only by reading the documents for this king can I better fulfill the emperor's orders and live up to the emperor's trust."

Wen Wenlan was straightforward and tough and even with some orders and uncontroversial tone. He listened to it and held it in his heart. One day she wanted the Regent to know what tone and attitude it should be when talking to the emperor.

People who are obsessed with supreme power always have a strong desire for control. As long as there is something that is not within the scope of their planning, they will try every means to get it in their pocket.

Wen Wenlan and the Regent are both like this.

"I have already submitted it to the Secretariat with a seal." Facing the regent's fierce look that could almost light a boring look, Wen Wenlan pushed back fearlessly. She raised her eyebrows, with a faint feeling of provocation.

The documents were sent to the Secretariat and then distributed to the corresponding six ministries.

The Regent glanced at Feng Rujian, the Minister of Rites who tried to keep sweating and minimize his presence, with doubtful eyes.

"Just sent it." Wen Wenlan spoke and said, "The Minister of Rites was standing on her side, so she naturally had to protect her feathers from being scratched by strange things. "Since there is nothing left, the Regent will ask you back first. If there is no suitable dress, I can call Duan Shangfu now and make a dress in two days, which is too late."

"No." The Regent left calmly without saying goodbye to Wen Wenlan.

Wen Wenlan breathed a sigh of relief after seeing off the Regent, but she was not at all relieved. She silently sorted out the folds on the hem of the skirt little by little. Every time she contacted the Regent, she felt like she was fighting and was very tired.

It’s even more tired.

Although the two are brothers and sisters, this relationship has long been abandoned. Now only the ruler who has established authority and the minister who has Nian Quan.

"Your Majesty..." Feng Rujian spoke out in fear, and Wen Wenlan's indifferent eyes swept over, and he lowered his head again, "It's nothing, I'll take it back first."

The matter has not been resolved yet, but Feng Rujian no longer dares to stay here. The emperor needs to calm down now. He watched the brother and sister fight many times, and the emperor will not feel good after each end.

Now it is time for His Highness Ming Zhao to come out to comfort His Majesty, and it is time for him, an outsider, to step down.

Feng Rujian quickly left the imperial study room. Before leaving, he deliberately increased his footsteps and told His Highness Ming Zhao in the cabinet that he had left.

The imperial study room was quiet, and occasionally one or two candle flowers burst out, and they looked a little lonely in the quiet and solemn imperial study room.

"Relax." A soft voice sounded in my ears, and the tension on my shoulders was soothed by the warm and powerful hands. Wen Wenlan closed his eyes slightly and enjoyed the temporary comfort.

She won't have a break tonight until the matter is resolved.

"I have some ideas." After thinking for a while, Zhou Mohuai spoke, and the gentle Wenlan's anxious and thoughtful look made him feel uncomfortable.
Chapter completed!