"Fufeng can only like the imperial sister, but how does the imperial sister let the outsiders of the palace deal with themselves?" Lu Fufeng let his gaze cross Lu Fusang's shoulder, and it fell on the outsiders.

"Outsiders?" Lu Fusang's brows furrowed, but he didn't let go of the hand around Lu Fufeng's waist.

"Holy." Qing Qing cold tone, routinely saluting, ignoring the imperial sister's slightly pale face after the man's voice, Lu Fufeng wantonly looked at the man kneeling on the ground in white, "Seeing the gentleman, don't you like it?" ”

Hearing a female voice in the king's arms, the man kneeling on the ground frowned slightly, and when he looked up and looked at Lu Fufeng, he saw that it was the world-famous Queen Sui, and lowered his head again.

"The slaves in the Imperial Sister's Palace should teach the rules." Lu Fufeng looked at the man kneeling on the ground, and lightly hung his exposed arm to Lu Fusang's neck, "There is no slave in the Great Chen Kingdom who does not come. ”

Fufeng laughed. Unable to guess the motive of the imperial sister's words, Lu Fusang didn't dare to look back, but just got up and moved Fufeng to the couch.

"Sister Huang said it's okay to start over......" Lu Fufeng lay on the couch obediently, looking at the embarrassed empress playfully, "Although Fufeng is not noble, he has no intention of recognizing a brother indiscriminately." ”

"Fufeng ......"

"Sister Huang, you said that Fufeng is apart from him now, how is it?" Lu Fufeng vigilantly looked at the scan results of the man on the analyzer, "Code: Song Yun, Gender: Male, Family History: The eldest son of the Ministry of Rites, Status: Scheduled Imperial Husband." ”

"Imperial sister ......" Lu Fusang read the seriousness in Lu Fufeng's eyes, and couldn't help but turn around and take a bowl of ginseng soup from the palace people on the side, "You have just woken up from a serious illness, and you are not easy to get angry." ”

"Sister Huang, the sisterhood between you and me is not easy to come by!" Lu Fufeng sat up from the couch with a pale face, "When the second emperor sister was alive, she was very happy to talk to Fufeng about the word 'everyone is as good as possible'. ”

Lu Fusang heard Lu Fufeng mention Fuyun, and the hand holding the soup bowl trembled slightly, but he still quietly fed Lu Fufeng a spoonful of soup, "The imperial sister's body is weak......"

"Hot." Knowing the empress's words, it was not only to change the topic, but also to appease the man kneeling on the ground, explaining the previous action, Lu Fufeng immediately shook his head gently, shrunk his whole body towards the corner of the wall, and said weakly, "Fufeng doesn't like ginseng soup." ”

"Yes, the second emperor sister is not wrong. A good daughter has ambitions in all directions, and she should not be ......" Lu Fusang thought of Lu Fuyun's appearance when he was in the limelight, and subconsciously decided to ignore the dislike in Lu Fufeng's mouth, and he scooped a spoonful from the bowl again.

She can connive at Fufeng to compete with the men in this palace for favor, but she can't allow anyone to challenge the imperial power.

"The second emperor sister never forced Fufeng to drink ginseng soup." Lu Fufeng's eyes flashed with the appearance of Yao Lingyun handing her an umbrella in the rain.

"Hmm." Lu Fufeng's words made Lu Fusang speechless, and it was not until another spoonful of ginseng soup was sent to Lu Fufeng's mouth that he had another conversation, "You just need to remember that the widow forced you ......"

"Hmm......" Lu Fufeng was about to refuse, but he heard the sound of 'plopping' and falling to the ground.

"Holy Lord, Childe fainted!" Another male voice.

"Hmm......" Lu Fusang continued to feed the porridge. The reason why she let Song Yun enter the palace was just to worry about helping the wind to make another move to rob her relatives.

Thinking of the person robbed by Fufeng last time, it seemed that he was still the man who admired the second emperor's sister before, Lu Fusang's face became more and more ugly, "Send the son back to the house......

"Ask for mercy from the saint, Gongzi has always had palpitations......" As soon as he heard that the king succumbed to the obscenity of King Sui, he did not stand on the side of Gongzi, and the little maid who followed Song Yun into the palace was suddenly upset for his master.

"Bastard, within the imperial city, but there is your Song family's presumptuousness, but the place is ...... cough cough cough cough ......" Lu Fufeng staggered away Lu Fusang, got up and stood in front of Song Yun, and the marriage rate on the analyzer was 89% to tell her that this man could not stay.

"Imperial sister ......" Lu Fusang looked at the woman with a solemn face in surprise, not knowing what she was going to do.

"Song Gongzi, no one in this world has taught you that you can pretend to be anything, but you can't be sick. Even though people always sympathize with the weak and even have a desire to protect, what is fake is fake, and it cannot be true. Lu Fufeng smiled and grabbed Song Yun's neck, dragged him up from the ground, and according to his height, in fact, this low-end lifeform was a head taller than her, "If you don't wake up, you won't have a chance." No one will know if you are within these walls, whether you are dying of bullying in this temple, or whether you are dying of your congenital deficiency palpitations. There are too many well-known secrets in the world. But even though everyone knows it, it's still a secret. For the truth lies dormant in darkness forever, and does not see the light of day. ”

"Fufeng ......" Lu Fusang couldn't help frowning when he saw that the shape was out of control.

"Imperial sister, don't move." Lu Fufeng sneered and increased the strength of his hand, staring at the motionless body under his hand, "Fufeng has been fighting horses all his life, and he knows how important it is. This son of the Song family, openly bullying the king, is really a capital crime, how can he be innocent if he dies? ”

"Fufeng, let go!" Lu Fusang waved his hand to stop the secret guard, got up and walked a few steps towards Lu Fufeng, "Yun'er, he really has a heart disease. ”

"It turns out that this is the reason why Fufeng lost to Song Gongzi. Fufeng knows. Lu Fufeng looked at the man under his subordinates who looked infinitely fragile with infinite regret, and he was not worthy of King Sui.

The strong and the weak in terms of strength involve people's hearts, and may show diametrically opposite pictures in emotions - the weak become strong, and the strong become weak.

"Sister Huang is distressed, or does she regret it? The imperial sister swore to make an appointment with Fufeng, and threatened to start again, to help the wind and devote herself to you, is it so sincere? Lu Fufeng smiled and let the joints on his hands rattle, and watched with satisfaction as the faces of everyone present began to turn pale.

"Imperial sister, let go, your wound has been cracked!"

"Cracked?" Lu Fufeng frowned and looked at the wrist that had begun to bleed out, and then remembered in a trance that she had competed with a low-end lifeform codenamed Cao Min a few days ago.

Was she injured at that time? Lu Fufeng was about to confirm, but found that Song Yun under his command suddenly opened his eyes.

Those dark eyes were full of resentment and some tears. Still seems a bit ambitious?

Lu Fufeng looked at Song Yun's eyes, and then looked at Lu Fusang not far away, and Lu Fusang's eyes seemed to be a little complicated.

Anxious? Can't bear it?

"Weakness is useless to the main temple." Love is a drag, Lu Fufeng looked at Lu Fusang's nervous expression, and did not hesitate to increase his strength, "Imperial sister, you have to remember two points, one is that you want to revitalize the Chen Kingdom, and you can't tolerate such a weakness as Song Yun." The two, Fufeng and the second imperial sister, are willing to give up the throne to the imperial sister, and they will never let the imperial sister be in the snow! ”