Lord Inspector, Please Resign.

A year ago. In the prison, Nalanchuan looked at the airy cell with a gloomy look on his face, thinking that it was ridiculous that he was put in a cell as a flower-picking thief on his own day. Creaking, the shabby cell door was opened, and a young man wearing the blue official uniform of a seventh-grade county magistrate walked in. Nalanchuan stared at the little county magistrate in front of him with air-conditioning. He really didn't know who was short-sighted and appointed such a pretty boy as the official parent of the people. When he went out, he would look good to him. Hai Dong looked at Nalanchuan, "You want to see me." Nalanchuan looked at that pretty face that was as beautiful as a woman's, and he felt contempt in his heart. A man could not tell the difference between male and female. With a slightly unkind tone, he said, "Let the county magistrate come see me." The pretty boy said. "I am Hai Dong, the magistrate of Wuhua County." Nalanchuan snorted coldly, "Oh, are you the magistrate of Wuhua County?" The moment the two looked at each other, Nalanchuan suddenly said harshly, "You'd better let me out. Do you know who I am? How dare you do this to me." Hai Dong looked Nalanchuan up and down and replied directly, "Flower Picking Thief." Nalanchuan choked, "You are so impudent, have you ever seen such a beautiful tree facing the wind..." "The Flower Picker." "You'd better let me out, or I..." "Continue to be a flower picker." "You..." ********** One year later. In Wuzhou, Jiangnan, under the illumination of the fire, with a tearing sound, Hai Dong violently tore open the blood-stained clothes on his chest, exposing his white chest. Nalanchuan's mouth opened slightly, and he looked at Hai Dong with a surprised face. His voice trembled, "You... You are a woman." Hai Dong's face turned pale and his voice trembled slightly, "What are you doing here? Come here and untie my bra." Breasts... Brass, Nalanchuan was stunned, his cheeks suddenly burned like fire, and he was red to the root of his neck. ********** Highlights: In the imperial study room, Nalanchuan looked at the marriage certificate handed over by the Minister of Civil Affairs and said in a cold voice. "My son got married when he was eighteen, and I am twenty-six this year..." Um... The official minister was sweating coldly, wondering what the emperor meant. Above the court hall, the little princess of Yiyang Princess's family was full moon, and the prince consort of Yiyang was beaming with joy to announce the good news to the emperor. Unexpectedly, the emperor said coldly. "The prince-in-law is twenty this year, so he will be blessed with a daughter of gold. I am twenty-six this year..." Um..., The Prince Consort of Yiyang lowered his head and muttered silently in his heart, it's none of our business that you don't have children at the age of twenty-six. If you have the ability, go talk to the Inspector. After half a month, whenever anyone has a happy event, Nalanchuan will run against it openly or covertly. Otherwise, they will find various reasons to stall it. It is not a good year to hold a happy event. Immediately, all the relatives of the emperor and various auxiliary ministers complained. After several times, the people in the court collectively protested and gathered in front of the Xunjian Yamen. They knelt down and begged in unison, "Xunjian, please resign." ********* Sea, river, sea accepts all rivers. The female protagonist is broad-minded and the male protagonist is small-minded. Let's see how my male protagonist disturbs the calm mind of my female protagonist. Statement: The background of the era is still the Dali Dynasty, but Nalanchuan is the great-grandson of Bao'er and Nalanqi. Don't be surprised if the names of places or surnames feel familiar sometimes, because they are all passed down from the ancestors. . PS: Men and women are clean physically and mentally, one-on-one.