Hearing this, Ye Fusang was overwhelmed by the words of the man in front of him, he is the prince? And it seems that the predecessor still covets him?

Hearing that it was about the bad debts left by his predecessor, Ye Fusang took a step back quietly and widened the distance between the two, "Farewell!" After Ye Fusang finished speaking, he didn't look at Feng Yan with an angry face, and fled from Feng Yan Palace like a fly, leaving only Feng Yan with an inexplicable face.

Ye Fusang walked in the palace as if he had been burned by fire, without remembering the empress's words at all. From a distance, Ye Fusang saw Murong Yan, who was wearing a purple official robe, being pulled by several women from the same dynasty, and he held back his anger and waved away the hand that had climbed on his shoulder again and again.

Looking at his appearance, Ye Fusang smiled slightly, and couldn't help but feel a little interesting, this man was the shadow she felt closest to the twenty-first century, not as delicate as the man here, and his body was not so weak, because of the perennial martial arts practice, he seemed very slender and hard, coupled with the unsmiling appearance, no matter how she looked at Ye Fusang, she felt heartwarming.

Looking at his depressed look, Ye Fusang shook her head, she bet that if this man didn't know that these women had no malicious intent, thought that he was a woman, and simply wanted to befriend him, I'm afraid, the sword in his hand would have been out of his body long ago.

"General Murong, let's go out and get together together, you will definitely like that place." A middle-aged woman pulled Murong Yan hard, and several women with slightly lower official positions next to her also agreed, "General Murong, don't shirk it anymore and go together." As he spoke, he came to take Murong Yan's hand with one hand, and the other woman put his arm around Murong Yan's shoulder.

The women were enthusiastic, and they didn't notice Murong Yan's iron-blue face at all.

"I wonder what the adults are talking about, and they look excited?" Ye Fusang put one hand on his chest, and his fiery red robe was particularly dazzling in the sunlight.

"Uh...... The lower officials met with the county lord of Zhaoyang. ”

Several women were stunned for a moment, saluted Ye Fusang in unison, and finally broke free from the woman's clamp Murong Yan arranged his clothes and glared at Ye Fusang unhappily.

Looking at Murong Yan's appearance, Ye Fusang was helpless, and people still didn't appreciate it. Maybe it's a good person to the end.

The corners of his mouth hooked up a smile but not a smile, Ye Fusang glanced at Murong Yan, "Where are the adults going to take General Murong to, this county lord still wants to ......"

Ye Fusang deliberately concealed the words behind him, pretending to sigh regretfully, with a disappointed face, several women were all people who were mixed with officialdom, and immediately knew that Ye Fusang wanted to ask Murong Yan, so he immediately smiled at all, "Back to the county lord, the lower official is just playing with General Murong, there is nothing to do, or the county lord's affairs are more important." ”

As the woman spoke, she stretched out her hand and pushed out Murong Yan beside her, seeing this, Murong Yan's face instantly darkened, it stands to reason that he worships the general, and he doesn't know how many times higher than a few women, these rats actually pushed out his general without hesitation in order to please this gentleman county lord.

"County lord, then, the lower official will retire first." The women looked at Ye Fusang with a flattering face, full of flattery, although Ye Fusang's reputation is not very good, or you are famous for your brutality, but once you get on hand with Ye Fusang, it is equivalent to getting a gold medal for avoiding death, who would give up this opportunity stupidly.