Cang Hanyu really took the initiative.

He was obviously still kneeling on gold at this time and had a thousand words of repentance. However, he could still say so righteously about himself. He was not worried about adding fuel to the fire, and even had already thought about the result of his death.

It can be seen that it is really courageous.

Although Cang Hanyu had predicted that it might anger Nan Si before saying this, he didn't want to keep everything in his heart.

If you should say it, you might cause misunderstandings in the future.

They know each other well, but they are not the worms in their respective wombs. How could they think so carefully in everything?

If he had asked a few more questions or she had said a few more words in his previous life, they would not have experienced so much. Cang Hanyu had already experienced unforgettable lessons and would never let the same mistakes repeat themselves, and he would not be willing to let a little misunderstanding grow in his heart.

So even if Nan Si gets angry, he will be fined two more hours, and he will not really break his leg after anyway.

It's better than putting misunderstandings in your heart.

Nan Si was not angry, leaned casually in front of the couch and raised her chin: "Class the memorial."

Cang Hanyu's expression paused slightly, and then he accepted his fate and picked up the imperial pen, dipped it in ink, and opened a memorial to review it.

He lowered his eyebrows and glanced at him, Cang Hanyu's expression instantly became weird.

"What's wrong?" Nan Si noticed his expression change and raised her eyebrows slightly, "What is written on the memorial?"

Cang Hanyu glanced at her silently and handed her the note.

Nan Si felt puzzled in her heart, and she looked down and her expression was a little subtle.

The beginning is a sensational conversation between a couple:

"My husband, why do you give in to me every time you quarrel?"

"Because you are shorter, I want to hold you, don't you have to lower your head first?"

"My husband, I love you very much."

"Wife, I love you too."

Then there is the summary:

Only by lowering one's figure can a man win his wife's heart. It is not embarrassing to lower his posture in front of his wife.

The emperor has a noble status and the people have surrendered and looked up to him. It should be a fresh experience to occasionally lower his figure.

Nan Si looked at the words on the memorial for a long time, then frowned and said, "Is this the memorial or the script? Who handed it over?"

Cang Hanyu shook his head: "No one in the court dared to speak like this."

Although the words written in the memorial did not make any anger at all, no one of the ministers dared to write them like this, and this did not look like something written by a serious scholar.

The handwriting is crooked and the writing is not standardized, and there is no respect that should be felt when speaking to the emperor.

"What's the mess?" Nan Si frowned, "Let Pei Hai check who wrote it, not doing his job properly."

"It doesn't matter who wrote it, but I think it's pretty good." Cang Hanyu couldn't help but smile, without being offended at all, "Men should indeed lower their figure, otherwise how can they hold their wife in their arms?"

Besides, his figure is indeed quite low now, and he kneels down to his wife. Isn’t it low enough?

Cang Hanyu put down the imperial pen in his hand and held Nan Si's hand: "Daughter-in-law."

Although this title is very popular, it has a soft and gentle smell when called out, just like the saying "hold your hand and grow old with you". The two have been together for decades of life, giving birth to children, and having a couple is in love, and staying until their children and grandchildren are around their knees, enjoying the joy of family together.

This is probably the most satisfying thing in life.

Seeing that he became sensational, Nan Si got rid of the case and said, "I'm lazy when I haven't finished the review. Do you want to be beaten?"

The charming feeling disappeared in an instant.

Cang Hanyu stared at the sandalwood ruler in Nan Si's hand in silence. The more he looked, the more he felt that his words "I am not strict in teaching, but my teacher's laziness" just now seemed to have buried himself in a pit.

"Si'er." He looked up.

"Call aunt."

ah?

Cang Hanyu wondered: "Why call me aunt?"

"Because calling me a sir would call me old, and calling me aunt means the same as that of a sir." Nan Si said calmly, "Don't forget what you said yourself, I am your master."

Cang Hanyu: "..." It turned out that he dug a hole and buried himself in it.

"Also," Nan Si picked up the ruler and knocked his hand, his voice indifferently, "Do you know what it is to have to do to have any thoughts about your master? You are so ruthless and disregarding morality. You will be criticized. As the king of a country, don't tell me that you don't understand this principle."

Cang Hanyu: "..."

"I'm going to criticize your memorial." Nan Si put the ruler on the table and picked up the "small work" of unknown people. "I hope this kind of thing will not appear on the dragon's desk again in the future."

Cang Hanyu remained silent.

He guessed that it should be because of what he said in the morning court yesterday. I don’t know which minister offered him this inappropriate plan. Although he thought it was quite reasonable in his heart, it was obvious that this plan would not work with Nan Si.

Cang Hanyu silently picked up another memorial and began to review it.

"Master." Suyi stood outside the door and asked in a low voice, "Do you need to prepare dinner now?"

Nan Si put down the fold in her hand, reached out and rub Cang Hanyu's head, got up and walked to the door, opened the door and went out, then closed the door, and isolated her vision: "Come with me to go for a walk in the garden."

Suyi lowered her head: "Yes."

She didn't ask the emperor what he was doing in the house, maybe he was sleeping or handling government affairs.

When General Manager Pei brought all the memorials, Su Yi helped, and the emperor was sleeping during the day, so the biggest possibility is that he was reviewing the memorials.

When dealing with government affairs, there should not be anyone else to disturb you. The emperor likes to be quiet.

Su Yi made a conclusion in her heart, and then she felt that the master was probably waiting for the emperor to finish the memorial before he would have dinner together, so she didn't say anything more.

Cang Hanyu, who was left alone in the house, quietly stared at the memorial that was opened, his eyes slightly turned, and he saw the book being placed aside, put down his imperial pen and opened the memorial again.

It is not embarrassing for a man to lower his posture in front of his wife.

Cang Hanyu felt that this sentence was right. The king of a country had a noble status, and there were enough people looking up to him outside, and he didn't need his wife to look up to him.

So he had to take the initiative to lower his posture naturally.

But it's not this important now.

Cang Hanyu closed the note, turned his head and looked at the closed door, pursed his lips for a moment, and suddenly burst out laughing.

Retracting his gaze, he laughed for a while, and the haze of many days disappeared from the foundation of his eyes, and his clear and elegant look seemed to be covered with a layer of light, which made him exude a bright vitality.

Is this considered that the weather has sunny after rain?

Cang Hanyu thought about this, and couldn't help but reach out and touch the two pieces of gold under his knees, and couldn't help laughing softly again.

There is gold under a man's knees.

What a gold under my knee...

Cang Hanyu thought about it, and couldn't help laughing again, his eyes glowing, and his good mood could not be suppressed.
Chapter completed!