"Have you prepared a chariot to send King Sui home?" Lu Fusang criticized the excerpts while questioning Qiu Harvest.

"Yes, Holy One. His Royal Highness King Sui should be close to King Sui's Mansion. Qiu Harvest knelt down and sat opposite Lu Fusang and helped her put the approved folds aside.

"What about Song Yun?" Lu Fusang didn't raise his head and continued to flip through the next one.

"According to my mother, Song Gongzi's illness seems to be worse." Dongzang on one side answered in a low voice.

"Then let's postpone the wedding." Lu Fusang closed the fold and said towards Xia He.

"Didn't the saint really believe in the words of King Sui's paper?" Dongzang looked at Xia He's steps outward, "The big wedding is about the ...... of the unification."

"After all, she is the widow's royal sister." Lu Fusang glanced at Dongzang and retracted his gaze to the fold.

"Then Dongzang can only be consecrated and don't raise tigers."

"It's only three thousand taels. It's hers, so how can you raise a tiger? When Fuyun pseudo-Yao Lingyun was in power, wasn't there more than 10,000 monthly salaries? Lu Fusang pressed his eyebrows, "As long as there is no backlash, everything is controllable." If Fufeng really wants to be the emperor, wouldn't it be good if he stabbed the widow on the eaves last night, so why bother? ”

"The Holy One is right." Dongzang bowed slightly to Lu Fusang.

"Stare like frost!"

……

Taking the car back to Suiwang's Mansion, Lu Fufeng was undoubtedly satisfied. But if you bump into someone halfway, it's a great fault.

got up and got out of the car, looking at the ragged woman who was lying in front of the car, Lu Fufeng was silent and did not speak.

"His Royal Highness King Sui is frightened." The palace people who were driving saw that King Sui had gotten out of the car, and they instantly broke out in a cold sweat. She hadn't thought she would bump into anyone else in the city.

"Is there a custom of repaying kindness?" Lu Fufeng looked at the woman who had begun to bleed under him, and frowned, "This palace saved her, can you take her back to Suiwang's Mansion to be a maid?" ”

There is a shortage of servants in the palace of King Sui.

"This ......" The palace man looked at the person who was lying in a pool of blood, and then looked at Lu Fufeng, and did not speak for a long time. The rule of this royal family is that if you like it, you will snatch it back, and you don't need to repay the favor. It is also a glory from heaven to be able to do chores in the royal mansion.

His Royal Highness King Sui doesn't seem to have such thoughts.

The palace people stood in place in embarrassment and did not dare to speak.

Because King Sui did not speak, the palace people did not dare to move. The palace people didn't make a sound, and Lu Fufeng didn't know whether to save people, so the two of them stood under the sun. Until the man who fell in a pool of blood spoke weakly, "Do you want me to be a maid?" ”

"Hmm." Lu Fufeng looked at the starry eyes in the mud, and nodded heavily, "This hall needs a maid." ”

"Do you care about the rice?" The man lying in a pool of blood trembled and stretched out a hand to Lu Fufeng, "I haven't eaten in two days. ”

"Uh......" Lu Fufeng looked at the person who couldn't photosynthesize sympathetically, compared the analyzer for a few moments, and turned off the analyzer after determining that the blood sugar was too low, "Tube." What are you going to eat? "She's going to try to say goodbye to the analyzer and do it herself.

"Hmm...... Three steamed buns a day, two dishes of mustard, and a bowl of white porridge are best served......" The man who fell in a pool of blood showed a mouthful of white teeth and tried his best to squeeze out a smile.

Lu Fufeng took the man's hand and watched the palace man hand the man a steamed bun, "Hmm...... How much does it cost? ”

"Ten ......" The man devoured the steamed bun in his hand, unwilling to look at others anymore.

"Ten taels of silver?" Lu Fufeng frowned when he heard this, if it was ten taels a day, it would be three hundred taels a month...... She seems to have only three thousand taels......

"No, ten copper plates ......" The palace people looked at King Sui and frowned, and hurriedly and cautiously responded.

"Is this expensive?" Lu Fufeng glanced at the palace people in confusion, her information bank is 1,000 copper coins = one tael? And King Sui's memory has no information related to currency.

"No...... No...... It's not expensive......" The palace man thought that his monthly salary was four yuan, and then glanced at the beggar lying in a pool of blood with displeasure.

"Oh well! You go back to the Suiwang Mansion with the main hall! Without seeing the palace person's face, Lu Fufeng bent down and hugged the person in the pool of blood into his arms, and lifted his feet to get into the car.

"Your Highness, your ...... Your cuffs ......" The palace people who got on the car looked at the blood-stained cuffs of King Sui, and felt distressed for a while.

"It's fine." Lu Fufeng followed the palace man's line of sight and looked at his sleeve, which was just stained with some other elements, "Get ready to drive, it seems that there is still some distance from Suiwang's Mansion here."

"Suiwang Mansion ......" The blood-stained man looked at Lu Fufeng's face in confusion, "You, you are the ...... of Suiwang"

"Hmm......" Lu Fufeng responded, and found that the contours of the face of the person in his arms were somewhat similar to the second imperial sister, "What's your name?" ”

"I ...... I...... No...... The small, the little one has no name, and the one who begs together is called the little Erya......" The second girl lying in Lu Fufeng's arms looked at King Sui's face blankly, and whispered, "If the master is willing to give a name, it will also be ...... It's also a ...... to make."

"Then let's call it Lingyun." Lu Fufeng frowned at the person in his arms and smiled.

"Huh? Lingyun? That's not Miss Yao's name? Erya glanced at Lu Fufeng in horror, "Miss Yao is going to the funeral today, Erya doesn't want to call the name of the dead." ”

"You unruly stinky beggar!" The palace people watched the filthy woman fall into the arms of King Sui and spoke disrespectfully, so they were angry, "Your Highness's willingness to give you a name is a great blessing, how dare you pick and choose!" ”

"She's out for the funeral today?" Lu Fufeng's attention did not fall into the words of the palace people, but was moved by Erya's unintentional words.

"Yes! The whole capital knows! Miss Yao went crazy and stabbed herself to death. Erya grabbed King Sui's sleeve and said cautiously, "Your Highness? Are you crying? ”

"Go, go, go. His Highness was just blinded by the wind and sand. Seeing that King Sui was standing still, the palace people immediately waved their handkerchiefs and went towards Lu Fufeng's face.

"Huh? What is crying? Dodging the handkerchief in the hands of the palace people, Lu Fufeng smiled. She only felt that her eyes were a little wet. Well, she also remembered the last time she left the palace, a man handed her an umbrella in the rain.

"Oh, that's it!" Erya stretched out her finger and blew tears under Lu Fufeng's eyes, and then shook it in front of Lu Fufeng's eyes, "Your Highness, don't you know why you're crying?" ”

"Maybe it's the wind and sand that muddy your eyes." Lu Fufeng suppressed the urge to go to see the funeral, and ordered the palace people, "Go and drive!" ”

The palace man slowly walked out of the car, listening to the sound behind him, frowning.

"Your Highness, you must not have been blinded by the wind and sand."

"Why?" King Sui's voice was a little somber.

"It tastes astringent."

"What?" Lu Fufeng glanced at the person in his arms twice, and felt more and more that she was similar to the silhouette of that person.

"Tears! Don't believe you! Er Ya quickly stuffed her fingers into Lu Fufeng's mouth.

Lu Fufeng stretched out his tongue and licked Erya's hand, and after tasting the taste, he spit it out, "Oh...... It seems to be really astringent. What does that prove? ”。

"Prove that you are sad, Your Highness." Erya opened her eyes and looked at Lu Fufeng seriously.

"Really? What is sadness? ”

"This ...... Erya ...... No...... Lingyun didn't know. ”