Chapter Eighty-Five: Serial Scheme
Xun Jiu stared at Fu Sheng, from his cold face to the faint anger in his eyes, from his tight lips to the small white porcelain bowl in his hand, the bowl was still steaming, and there was a faint fragrance of sweet jujube and ginger. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info;
Xun Jiu blinked and froze.
Through a woman's innate sixth sense and intuition, Xun Jiu seems, probably, maybe understands the reason why the demon king has always looked at her with strange eyes in the past two days, and has roughly guessed the reason why he wants to be angry at this moment.
But......
For Fu Sheng, who has always been pure-hearted and has a black tongue, how much does it take to have a good impression of her before she can get out of control in front of her subordinates regardless of the occasion because of a word?
Xun Jiu was about to count with his fingers, but Fu Sheng had already walked in.
Xun Jiu laughed dryly twice and stretched out his hand to pick up the small bowl, and did not forget to say "thank you" in his mouth.
Unexpectedly, Fu Sheng didn't pay attention to her at all, and directly stuffed the small bowl into Gong Yi's hand, and coldly ordered, "Drink it!" ”
Gong Yi: "......"
Xun Jiu lowered his face and glared at Fu Sheng dissatisfiedly, "Hey! It's mine! ”
Fu Sheng glanced at her coldly, "I didn't put your name on it, how do you know it's yours?" ”
Xun Jiu was unconvinced, "How can any man drink this!" ”
"Gong Yi has always liked it." Fu Sheng stared at Xun Jiu and said word by word, "In the future, this king will tell the cook to cook brown sugar, sweet dates and ginger soup for him every day to replenish his body." ”
Xun Jiu supported his forehead, "...... You win. ”
Gong Yi, who was cannon fodder for no reason, silently picked up a small bowl and drank the warm palace soup.
Finally, he wiped the corners of his mouth and asked in a low voice, "Is there anything else?" ”
Fu Sheng: "......"
Xun Jiu: "......"
"Your brain is poisoned?" Xun Jiu stretched out his hand to probe Gong Yi's forehead.
Gong Yi dared to let her touch it again, so he quickly moved it inside again, explaining, "I...... Loves sweets. ”
Xun Jiu was dumbfounded, and after a while, he smiled reluctantly: "...... Well, a good hobby. ”
Unexpectedly, Gong Yi, who has never been smiling and cold, actually likes to eat sweets!
Xun Jiu wanted to laugh, but as soon as Fu Sheng's cold swishing eyes swept over, she was silent, stuck out her tongue and snorted: "Girl, I am a flower myself, and you won't become two flowers again." ”
With that, she got up and walked out of the room.
After Xun Jiu left, Fu Sheng looked down, turned around and sat down, his eyes glanced at Gong Yi, and his voice was cold, "Today, this king has protected you, but I don't want my subordinates to lose face in front of Her Majesty the Empress, it doesn't mean that this king doesn't know anything about some things, why do you hide it for Yuyi, I don't care, but since you helped him, then from now on, if I notice that Ah Zi has made another move, I will only ask you, whether to kill Ah Zi forever or let her stop, you choose." ”
Gong Yi lowered his eyes, pursed his lips and said, "My subordinates know!" ”
After a while, Yu Yi came to the guest room in person and said respectfully: "Your Highness, Your Majesty the Empress is invited." ”
Fu Sheng stood up and walked outside the door, glanced at Yu Yi with a clear gaze, and finally went to the Empress Wuyuan without saying a word.
Waving her hand to retreat, the empress motioned for Fu Sheng to sit down.
Fu Sheng stood still, his eyes fixed on the floor at his feet, "I don't know why Her Majesty the Empress summoned her ministers to come?" ”
The empress stood up, poured a cup of tea herself, walked down and handed it to Fu Sheng, and said softly: "Since my mother's death, it seems that our sister and brother have not spoken properly for many years. ”
Speaking of Rui Guifei, a dark whirlpool immediately surged in Fu Sheng's dark eyes, as if swept away with monstrous anger.
Clenching his fists in his sleeves, Fu Sheng took a deep breath and coldly interrupted the empress's words, "Your Majesty, the minister doesn't remember anything before the age of twelve. ”
Seeing that he turned around to leave, the empress quickly put down the teacup and grabbed his sleeve, and her tone added a little helplessness, "Zichu, this is Yanjing's territory, my sister's territory, no longer the dirty and dirty Wei Palace, we don't have to be bullied anymore, we don't have to be afraid of anyone anymore, no matter what you have done, what you are doing or what you are going to do, I will never question it, from now on, I will protect you for a lifetime, I only hope that you can really let go of the past and don't live in your own demons, okay?" ”
Fu Sheng looked at the hands that grabbed her sleeves, and suddenly seemed to see that she was in the palace of King Wei back then, and she was so scared that her whole body trembled, and she pulled his sleeves and hid behind him.
And now, she is already the young empress on the golden chair in the depths of the Ninefold Palace, and he is the prince who is second only to the empress and holds great power.
The hourglass of time does not stop flowing.
Although it was no longer there, although it is now infinitely honored and worshipped by all people, it can't bury those unbearable pasts.
His mother's death is a stain that he will never be able to erase in his life.
Taking a deep breath, Fu Sheng gradually calmed down, and said calmly: "Your Majesty has been unwell recently, and I will ask Xun Jiulai to give you a prescription by the way." ”
When the empress heard this, she easily opened Fusheng's sleeves, her face was moved, and her eyes were slightly red, "I know...... I knew that you were still the same Zichu back then. ”
"The minister retired." Fu Sheng flicked his sleeves out of the Lingyin Courtyard.
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As soon as Fusheng arrived at the Mallow Garden, he saw Ji Liming standing in front of the pavilion, and he raised his eyebrows and gave him a thumbs up.
Fu Sheng walked over with his hands in his hands.
Ji Liming's eyes lit up, and he exclaimed: "Although I am not present at today's scene, just listening to the descriptions of the servants, I don't have to think about it to know that you must be majestic again, how about it, did the little cousin show admiration and admiration to you?" ”
Worship? Love?
Fu Sheng recalled the eyes that Xun Jiu had glared at him several times in the hall, and the words he said in Gong Yi's room, and suddenly felt upset, frowned, and said impatiently: "Tell the right thing!" ”
Ji Liming pursed his lips, put away his jokes, and said seriously: "Those eighty-one children have successfully escaped according to your orders, and I estimate that the people of Chu State will soon be able to find their traces."
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