CHAPTER XLIII

"Good ......" Looking at Lu Fusang's dependent eyes, Lu Fufeng withdrew his hand slightly,

Lu Fusang saw Lu Fufeng stepping out of the door of the living room, leaving only Cui Jing in the living room, so he called Cui Jing softly, "Cui ...... ...... view"

Lu Fuyun didn't know what Lu Fusang called her, so he slowly walked to the front of the couch and condescended, "Holy one." โ€

"Widow lives you ......" Lu Fusang didn't notice anything wrong with Lu Fuyun, but felt a little annoyed when he saw her and Fufeng together, and then moved her to stay away from King Sui.

And Lu Fuyun was also a long-sleeved dancer in the court in his early years. As soon as Lu Fusang opened her mouth, she understood eighty percent of her thoughts.

"It looks like you're dying, how can you kill me?" Lu Fuyun looked at Lu Fusang, who was pale, with disdain, and raised his arm to straighten his cuffs. According to the current form, she always finished off Lu Fusang with one sword, and it is not impossible to embrace Fufeng to ascend the throne.

It's just not necessary.

Fufu didn't like that position in the past, but now it'...... I don't seem to like it either.

As soon as the mocking voice entered his ears, Lu Fusang's eyes widened, "Lu ...... Fuyun? โ€

"Huh!" Finding that Lu Fusang's eyes widened, Lu Fuyun immediately gave Lu Fusang a look and sneered, "Lu Fusang, it's a shame that you can still recognize this hall." โ€

"Huh...... Heh, how could you not recognize His Highness Fuyun...... cough cough ......" Lu Fusang saw that the woman dressed as an official lady in front of him admitted that she was Lu Fuyun, and couldn't help choking, remembering the violent cough. She suddenly regretted it a little, and let Dongzang and the other minions swagger back to the palace.

Seeing that Lu Fusang was coughing extremely badly, Fuyun couldn't help frowning, and continued to mock, "You don't have to cough, if you cough again, Fufeng will think that this hall has bullied you." "Lu has been in the past few years, and Lu Fusang has really not changed at all. Every other day, sick seedlings. I really don't know how she has covered up the past in front of Fufeng for so many years.

Seeing that Lu Fuyun's words were thorny, Lu Fusang squeezed out a little smile from his pale face. "I didn't expect it...... I didn't expect His Royal Highness Fuyun to ...... You're still not dead......"

"yes. The main hall is indeed destined to be great. Seeing Lu Fusang smiling, Lu Fuyun immediately smiled at Lu Fusang, "You must not have thought that this hall is not dead." โ€

"Huh. Life and death......" Lu Fusang muttered a few words, as if he remembered something, and suddenly looked at Lu Fuyun's eyes seriously, "Poor Fufeng...... cough cough cough ...... She thought you were dead......"

Fufeng ...... Lu Fuyun saw Lu Fusang holding Fufeng and talking to him, and his face was a little ugly for a moment. She never thought that Fufeng would remember a person who had only met three times so well. She regretted that she committed suicide so early in front of Fufeng. But now it seems to be ...... to talk to Fufeng Pay for one's whistle.

"It's just Yao Lingyun who is dead, and Jing is still alive." Lu Fuyun squinted and looked at the cloud pattern on his sleeve, if he can get the admiration of Fufeng by pretending to be Lingyun, it should not be difficult to pretend to be Cui Jing's affection for Fufeng.

"Jing? Hehehe...... Ahem...... What a Cui Lin...... What a Cui Lin......" Lu Fusang listened to Lu Fuyun turn his mouth and admit his identity as Cui Jing, and then smiled bitterly for a moment. She was deceived so badly by Cui Lin? Cui Lin said that the friendship between them was fake, so she endured it was fake, why did Cui Lin dare to fool her even about state affairs? Hehehe, sure enough, the word 'trust' is a joke to the royal family.

Seeing Lu Fusang laughing again, Lu Fuyun sighed slowly, she didn't like to look at Lu Fusang as if everyone in the world owed her.

He didn't know that this hall was not Cui Jing's real body. Controlling the water is also recommended by the temple, so why should you be suspicious of him? โ€

Cui Lin is a good material, and it shouldn't be ruined between her and Lu Fusang's small talk.

"Ahem...... Everything is with you...... The widow never dares to take it lightly......" Listening to Lu Fuyun's explanation, Lu Fusang's face became more and more pale, and she suddenly felt that she had lost the self-control she was proud of. She actually leaked her bottom in front of Lu Fuyun. Hehe, the lord of the country for so many years has really been in vain......

Lu Fusang glanced at Lu Fuyun with concern, "Is today the death of the widow?" "Her martial arts skills are not good, plus she fainted and lost her vitality, no matter what, she is not Lu Fuyun's opponent. It seems that it is time for the grudge after so many years to end. It's just a pity...... Lu Fusang suddenly regretted that she had been with Fufeng for so many years...... Even though Fufeng treated her with a little less sincerity, he never hurt her......

"Ahem, cough, cough......" Lu Fusang struggled to swallow the blood in her throat, she didn't want to show her cowardice in front of Lu Fuyun, and she didn't want her to give alms......

"Why bother? You think highly of yourself, like the bird that guards your food. This Lu family, except for Fuying, who was removed by you, who is rare about your throne? Lu Fuyun glanced at Lu Fusang mockingly again, if he wanted to kill her, it would have been over a long time ago, why bother to say more, wasting time to attract suspicion, "However, then again, if it weren't for Fufeng, how would you be able to climb that ......?"

Lu Fuyun turned around and looked outside the hall.

Well. Empty compounds. Fufeng has not yet returned.

didn't see Lu Fufeng's figure, Lu Fuyun was slightly relieved. She didn't want to arouse suspicion between the two of them because of such a trivial matter as her identity.

Finding that Lu Fuyun was looking outside the house, Lu Fusang looked at the top tent, smiled at the corner of his lips, and said firmly, "It may not be...... Ahem...... It's just easier to get it by supporting the wind......"

"Huh." Lu Fuyun, you didn't expect Lu Fusang to refute himself, "I didn't expect you to have such a bearing after all these years." โ€

Lu Fusang didn't expect Lu Fuyun to refute himself, "Hehehe...... I can get a word of praise from the royal sister......"

"No more talking nonsense with you. The identity of this hall and you here is just to tell you that this hall is not rare for your position as the lord of the country, and you should not use your villain mind to calculate this hall. The main hall is only here to help the wind. The talkative servant has been removed from the main hall. Lu Fuyun stared at the figure that was getting closer and closer, and lowered his voice.

"Hmm......" Lu Fusang's face darkened, although she knew that Lu Fuyun was talking about things, she didn't like Lu Fuyun to listen to her like this.

"Fufeng has been a little abnormal these days. If she says anything โ–กโ–ก, you just laugh it off. Those who have the foundation to ascend the throne may not have the ability to keep it. Lu Fuyun said to Lu Fusang like a servant.

"Why do you want to ...... Talk to the widow about this at this time? Lu Fusang ignored the disrespect in Lu Fuyun's words. No matter what kind of attitude Fu Yun treats her, she is indeed the lord of the Chen Kingdom now.

"After all, this palace is the second princess of Chen Guo, even if she doesn't care about the position of the lord of the country, she also cares about the survival of Chen Guo. If you can make Chen Guo rise to peace in the four seas, the country and the people will be safe, what does it matter if the position of the lord of the country is given to you? Lu Fuyun turned around and lowered his head to approach Lu Fusang.

"You're in love with Fufeng." Lu Fusang looked coldly at Lu Fuyun's eyes.

"Didn't you already know?" Otherwise, how could he have ordered Fufeng to give the main hall a cup of poisonous wine back then? Lu Fuyun glanced at Lu Fusang strangely.

"At that time...... cough cough cough ...... You don't like it. Lu Fusang shook his head gently, but his eyes were full of slaughter, "At that time, the way you look at Fufeng is the same as the way Fufeng looks at the widow......"

"Are you trying to say that Fufeng doesn't actually like you?" Lu Fuyun stared disdainfully into Lu Fusang's eyes.

"Hehehe. If you say you like it, you should see how kind of affection Fufeng treats you as Lingyun? Lu Fusang meant something.

"Huh?" Lu Fuyun felt as if he had just missed something. Obviously, Fufeng went to find ice water for himself, but in the end, he brought Lu Fusang back...... She knew she was pretending to be wrong, but the ice water ...... There is no blessing to suffer.

"She has accepted the marriage of the Song family and wants to marry Yao Lingyun's widow into the mansion...... cough cough cough ...... Imperial sister, can you think of anything more ridiculous than this......" Lowering his voice extremely low, Lu Fusang was stunned. Whatever makes her sad, she won't make that person feel good.

"Huh?" Lu Fusang's words made Lu Fuyun's eyes widen. She was about to question Lu Fusang, but she heard Lu Fufeng's voice.

"Sister Huang, are you awake?" Lu Fufeng led Yueru to Lu Fusang's side. She didn't expect the medical women of this world to be so irresponsible. When she returned to the hospital, the white medicine girl was gone. There are only five people in the entire Suiwang Mansion: her, Fang Xian, Yueru, the imperial sister and Cui Jing. But Fang Xian seemed to be frightened, and just covered his face and squatted under the tree crying.

"Your Highness." Lu Fuyun saw Lu Fufeng coming over, so after glancing at Lu Fusang, he turned around and bowed respectfully to Lu Fufeng.

"Fufeng ......" Lu Fusang saw Lu Fuyun turn around, and hurriedly stretched out his hand to pull the bead curtain to get up.

"Sister Huang." Seeing that Lu Fusang was about to get up, Lu Fufeng hurriedly held her hand and asked Cui Jing instead, "What were you talking about just now?" โ€

"Talk about your marriage." Lu Fusang lowered his eyebrows and concealed the love in his eyes.

"Marriage?" As soon as he heard Lu Fusang mention his marriage, Lu Fufeng had a faint longing on his face, "On the day of marriage, Fufeng wanted to ......give a big gift."

Seeing Lu Fufeng's mouth, Lu Fuyun's eyebrows were completely twisted together, but he didn't speak. Lu Fusang coughed twice, "Ahem......"

"Sister Huang, what's wrong with you?" Lu Fufeng didn't feel displeased to be interrupted, but was surprised that when she left, the imperial sister obviously didn't have any signs of coughing.

"No problem...... It's okay to ......" Lu Fusang waved his hand slightly, leaning against the wall and closing his eyes slightly, "Fufeng, you are the king of Sui, and the marriage will be handled by the Ministry of Rites...... Don't bother......"

"Hmm. Thank you, Sister Huang. Lu Fufeng saw that Lu Fusang was thinking about himself like this, and immediately smiled at Lu Fusang according to the prompt of the analyzer to show his gratitude.

Accurately receiving Fufeng's thanks, Lu Fusang couldn't help coughing a few more times, how could she not find that Fufeng was so easy to please before? And as soon as she coughed, she immediately attracted Lu Fuyun's eye knife.

"Ahem...... It's time for dinner...... Let's pass on the meal first......" Lu Fusang and Lu Fuyun glanced at each other, tacitly.

"Your Highness, Jing is also empty." Lu Fuyun rushed to land and Fu Feng bowed again.

"Uh...... Yueru? Seeing that the people in the hall were going to eat, Lu Fufeng subconsciously glanced at Yueru.

"Uh......" Yueru noticed that her master was looking at her, and immediately lowered her head, "The slave has been ...... since she was a child It doesn't make ......."

"Then the main hall will prepare it. Yueru, you and Miss Cui will guard the imperial sister first......" Lu Fufeng glanced at the coordinates of the vegetable shop that was automatically rolled out on the analyzer and frowned. AI was originally also a home artifact.

"Uh......" I didn't expect Fufeng to say this, and seeing that she really made a posture to prepare a meal, Lu Fuyun couldn't help but glance at Lu Fusang complainingly.

Then he raised his eyes and smiled at Lu Fusang, "Holy Lord, Jing Bucai, but please go with His Highness......

"That's right." Catching up with Lu Fuyun's smiling face, Lu Fusang suppressed the displeasure in his heart, waved his hand at Lu Fuyun, turned his head to look at Lu Fufeng, and smiled weakly, "Since there are courtiers to go, the imperial sister will stay with the widow." โ€