Fuchen asked where the clean room was, Fu Jin looked at Yanwu and said, "Sister Yan, I'm with you." Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo”

These young ladies all know how to look at each other, and they know that Fu Jin wants to say a few words to Fu Yanwu alone, and none of them follow in the fun.

Because there was a clean room in the room behind the ear room next to it, Fu Jin took Fu Yanwu and walked out.

After turning a corner, Fu Jin stood under the eaves of the corridor, and the unmelted ice hook was still dripping slowly, snapping, snapping.

Fu Jin seemed to have some scruples, and he hesitated for a long time and still couldn't open his mouth. The smoke motioned to whisk the dust and walk away.

Fu Jin asked quietly: "Yan'er, I, I'm really ashamed to say it." There's something else I'd like to help you with. ”

What would be ashamed to talk about it, Yanwu's head moved closer to Fu Jin.

"Aren't you going to get sick? I haven't been able to get pregnant since the last time I slipped on a tire. Maybe take a look at it for me? ”

Fu Yanwu stretched out his fingers and wrote two words on Fu Jin's palm: I won't.

Fu Jin said disappointedly: "Then I can only continue to take the medicine prescribed by the imperial doctor in the palace." ”

Yanwu wanted to ask for details, but there was no paper here, and it was inconvenient to keep swiping his fingers around, so he gave up. This kind of disease can only be found by a doctor, even if she knows more, it will not help.

After Fu Jin returned to the house, everyone noticed that she was not in a high mood, and sat for a while before leaving.

******

Prince Bo walked towards the hall from outside with the wind and snow, and the people trembled.

Wang Qin's eldest maid mustered up her courage and stepped forward to take the fur that Prince Bo had taken off. She glanced at it quietly, and the prince didn't seem to be in a bad mood today.

It's weird, since he came back from the palace banquet, Prince Bo's face has been dark for many days. Either stay out overnight and don't return, or come back and go into the study. The study was cold, and I didn't know how the prince could stand it. And the princess let it go, and did not go to the study to visit it once.

"Where's the princess?" Prince Bo's tone couldn't hear joy or anger.

The maid replied, "The princess is lying on the bed. ”

"I don't need you to wait." Prince Bo waved his hand and strode towards the bedroom.

He is not a fool, Wang Qin's eyes stayed on Uncle Yuan Huang more than once or twice that day. Since she got married, he has accommodated her in every way, and she rarely even goes to Hualou, and she even pretends to be someone else in her heart. In vain, he wandered among the flowers for many years, but he was planted on his own princess.

still remembers that during the Osmanthus Festival three years ago, Wang Qin played a song "Butterfly Loves Flowers". With such a beautiful and talented woman, he was naturally impressed.

However, at first he didn't expect to marry her as a concubine. He knew that the Wang family looked down on him, a prodigal prince with an empty name. Unexpectedly, the Queen Mother would point her to herself in the end.

In the past few days, he has borrowed wine in Tianxianglou to kill his sorrows, and he finally understands that a woman whose heart is not on him will not be blessed with him. It's still good to be reconciled.

"Get up, I have something to say to you." Prince Bo blew to the side of the bed like a gust of wind.

Wang Qin opened his worried eyes, sat up and said coquettishly: "The prince is back." Then he lazily covered his mouth and yawned softly.

The white middle dress couldn't cover her slender curves, and the neckline was slightly slippery, revealing the snow-white jade neck inside.

Bo Wang Ye suddenly recalled her soft and boneless body, and there was a heat on her body. Why is she getting more and more charming, and the hook is unbearable.

After settling down, he said coldly: "Let me ask you, is the person you want to marry in your heart Uncle Yuanhuang?" ”

Wang Qin smiled inexplicably, and asked unhurriedly: "Where did the prince hear these gossips, and I am not afraid of hurting your own reputation by questioning me like this." ”

Prince Bo looked at her coquettish smile, and suddenly he was not sure. After thinking about it, I decided to get straight to the point.

"It's not gossip from anyone, it's what I saw with my own eyes. If you don't like Uncle Yuanhuang, why did the palace banquet keep looking at him with affection? Once it may be that I am dazzled, how many times do you say you have seen it? ”

Wang Qin smiled weirdly this time, and his eyes were full of charm. "Does the prince want to hear me tell the truth?"

Prince Bo unconsciously followed her train of thought. "You say."

"Lord Wang, you have really wronged me, I only have the prince in my heart. During the palace banquet that day, I didn't even eat well. I'm just thinking about which fiefdom we should choose. ”

Prince Bo was stunned. Is that really the case?

According to the queen mother's wishes, the emperor agreed that they would leave Beijing after the New Year. It's just that it has not yet been decided who will go to Jizhou and who will go to Leizhou between him and Prince Zhan.

However, he didn't care which fief it was, and even he felt that Leizhou was better. Although it is a bitter cold place, Leizhou is farther away from the border, but Jizhou is the same as Nuozhou, the first line of defense in the north. He had previously asked the Empress Dowager to leave Beijing, mainly because he was worried that Wang Qin would hear those gossips. Leaving Luo Jing not only saved her mother's involvement, but also allowed her to live comfortably.

Wang Qin seemed to see what he was thinking, and said eloquently: "Lord Wang, which fief to go to is very different. According to the meaning of the concubine, it is advisable to go to Jizhou. ”

Prince Bo was instantly furious, "You still say that the person in your heart is not Uncle Yuanhuang?" If you want to go to Jizhou, you just think that Jizhou is close to Nuozhou, right? ”

"The prince said cautiously, the concubine body is all for you. Think about it, after the prince Yuan arrived in Nuozhou, he began to recruit troops, and now the defenders of Nuozhou have reached 20,000. The situation in Jizhou is similar to that of Nuozhou, if you go to Jizhou, you can accumulate your own troops. ”

Prince Bo seemed to be listening to the Arabian Nights, "What do you want troops to do." Jizhou Defense has its own history of Jizhou thorns, so I'm too lazy to that heart. What's more, Uncle Yuan Huang can't mobilize those 20,000 people. ”

Idiot. Won't you be able to control those 20,000 troops by bringing the state assassin over?

Wang Qin really hated that iron could not become steel, so he suppressed the urge to scold, and persuaded softly: "Lord Wang, you are also a manly husband, why don't you want to make a contribution." Why didn't anyone look up to the prince of the court, didn't the prince know? Since you were a child, your biological mother was not by your side early, and how much suffering you have suffered. The concubine body is also distressed for you. With soldiers and horses, there is more power for self-preservation. Although the emperor treats you well, it is difficult to say how the future emperor will treat several uncles at that time. ”

Wang Qin's eyes became wet as he spoke.

Prince Bo was moved by her thoughtfulness and couldn't help but take her into his arms.

He is indeed a motherless child, and the two brothers are in front of him, and the first emperor does not have much expectations for him, so he becomes an idle prince.

"Then I will enter the palace tomorrow and tell the Queen Mother that I will choose Jizhou."

"No, my lord. You can't choose, Prince Zhan is the queen mother's own son, and he must be selected first. ”

Bo Wang Ye was very puzzled, "What if he chooses Jizhou?" ”

Wang Qin showed the mysterious smile that Fang Cai had just now. "The prince will wait patiently."

According to her calculations, Jizhou must be in Ji Jing's bag. (To be continued.) )