Chapter 39: Wicked People Are Evil

This intrigue between the royal family is really panicked in the hearts of those who watch, Hua Jinxiu tugged on Xie Fu's sleeve and whispered: "If you do this, you are not afraid of setting yourself on fire?"

Although she is just a businessman, she can also guess why the emperor is so angry, and it is not because of the rumors of Pei Ruhuan's prosperous life.

That's exactly what Xie Fuyao asked her to spread the word, if the people are spreading it everywhere, no matter how evil the emperor is, he will believe two points, but these two points are enough.

It was enough for him to be distracted from the prince when he heard him bring it up.

"This kind of thing is the most nonsense, but it also makes people feel that they would rather believe that there is something that they don't believe or not, and the little aunt doesn't have to worry about it, it won't involve us. ”

Xie Fuyao said this under the pretext of drinking, and covered his face with his sleeve.

Hua Jinxiu also began to feel that Xie Fuyao was different from before, she was running around all the year round, she didn't often meet Xie Fuyao, and she couldn't notice the change when she saw her once or twice, and now listening to Xie Fuyao say this, she always felt that the child left by her sister was like a different person.

It feels weird and indescribable.

Because of the accident of the prince, although there is still a laughing banquet at the banquet, there is always a depression, the original *** people are now in danger, and the people of the other princes are ready to move one by one, and the situation in the court is about to undergo new changes, and there is an undercurrent surging under the calm surface.

Xie Fuyao had seen a lot of this kind of scene where everyone was pretending to be in his previous life, but now he only felt bored and panicked, so he wanted to go out for a walk.

Yinghua Hall is not far from the Imperial Garden, Xie Fuyao is familiar with the way into the Imperial Garden, although it is not a hundred flowers withering, but it is not a summer scene, but the chrysanthemums are blooming.

This is where she used to come in her previous life.

Ever since she moved the matter of admiring Wei Zheng from the rumors behind her back to the table, she no longer had any scruples and tried to meet Wei Zheng in private.

The two of them privately decided to live in the Imperial Garden, Wei Zheng released the fireflies he ordered to catch in this place surrounded by flowers, and the fireflies in the sky fell into the mortal world like stars in the sky, he took her into his arms in such an intoxicating scenery, kissed her on the forehead, and said to her something that she would never forget for the rest of her life.

"Fuyao, I can't let go of you in my heart since the day I first saw you, your smile and smile tug at my heartstrings, I toss and turn every night when you are not by my side, can you come to me?

Of course she would say yes.

She even looks forward to Wei Zheng saying such things every day, the scenery that night is beautiful and intoxicating, she can't find the north and can't find the four or six, she really thinks that she is the happiest girl in the world, she just hates that time can't stay at that moment, so that she can keep the beauty of that moment forever.

Later, she always liked to come to the Imperial Garden, as if she had returned to that night when the scenery was not beautiful.

Now that he has revisited the old place, Xie Fuyao only hated himself for being stupid at the time, not knowing a man's mouth, a deceitful ghost, he was just trying to trap her father, and she even buried the lives of the whole family.

God gave her a chance to do it all over again, and she wouldn't make the same mistake again.

"What a coincidence, Miss Xie is also here to enjoy the flowers?"

A voice came very abruptly, and Xie Fuyao pulled it back from her memories, she thought, some people really can't stand the chatter, and they come when they think about it.

Xie Fuyao didn't plan to deal with Wei Zheng, that would make her feel extremely disgusting, she pretended not to hear, raised her feet and left.

But Wei Zheng obviously didn't want to let her go, and even chased two steps to catch up, and stopped in front of her with his arms crossed.

"Miss Xie, where are you going, there are many paths in the Imperial Garden, Miss Xie is here for the first time, don't get lost." ”

Xie Fu stopped suddenly, took two steps back and distanced himself from him, and looked at him with disgust, but it was too dark, and Wei Zheng couldn't really see it, but he could also feel the defense in that gaze.

He sneered, if the girl next to him saw a foreign man alone, it would be fine, this one in front of him was notoriously rude, plus it was a person who fell in love with him, shouldn't he be excited to see him and croak like a rooster in the morning?

What does it mean to hide like this, but she also plans to learn from her sister's shyness and charm?

Thinking of this, Wei Zheng remembered that he and Wei Jingyao had a few arguments just now in order to speak for Xie Yurou, this Xie Fuyao I'm afraid I don't think I have taken a fancy to Xie Yurou, and I'm eating it now, right?

Xie Fuyao felt disgusted when he heard what he said, and frowned and said, "King Xuan, please respect yourself." ”

"Self-respect?" Wei Zheng laughed out loud as if he had heard some wonderful joke, leaning forward and back, he didn't listen to the difference, Xie Fuyao let him respect himself?

A person who doesn't know self-respect the most, a well-known person who is obsessed with him, actually makes him self-respecting?

He said: "Miss Xie is really different, even the way she attracted the attention of this king is so unusual. ”

Wei Zheng felt that Xie Fuyao was just because he had helped Xie Yurou speak, otherwise how could he make such a move.

But Xie Fuyao had to endure it with all his strength before he didn't let himself rush up and pick his skin, tear his mouth, and just drank two sips of wine at the banquet and now he was about to spit it out, who rarely attracted his attention.

She chuckled disdainfully: "King Xuan is really interesting, this is in the palace, lonely men and widows will inevitably attract gossip, and it has been a while for courtiers to come out, and if you don't go back, you are afraid that someone will think too much, and you will be lost first." ”

After she finished speaking, she was about to leave, Wei Zheng took a step across and stopped her again: "Xie Fuyao, this king's patience is also limited, if you are jealous of the matter of this king arguing for Xie Yurou and the third brother, then you don't have to, everyone has a love for beauty, this king appreciates the charm and dignity of your third sister, but the third brother has the face of the king, and he has to argue two sentences, not your third sister, and the same is true for the woman next to him." ”

He babbled a lot, Xie Fuyao listened to it except that she wanted to vomit, she was very clear about this person's surface and heart, and his eyes were clearly thinking about Xie Yurou, but unfortunately although Xie Xiaoran inherited the title of Duke Xie Guo, his status was not low, but the real power in his hands was not as good as Xie Xiaosheng who led the troops.

For him, there are never too many women, but political rights are always more important, and if he is useful to him, he can tempt himself by making a little affectionate appearance for himself, he looked at Xie Yurou into his eyes, he can still accept Xie Yurou as a concubine, and one day he will be useless to him, and then kick himself away to correct Xie Yurou to take the position.

Didn't he do that in his previous life?

King Xuan explained to his courtiers what to do, and it was King Xuan's own idea to see whoever he looked at, and who could be looked down upon by King Xuan was also the blessing of that girl, and the courtiers were not envious, nor did they want to be envious, so they retired. ”

She declared the king one by one, and the relationship between the two was far and far, full of distance.