"Lu Jue, I didn't expect you to be so smart and guess all these riddles, you really deserve to be rewarded. and it will be given to you...... This vase is ready. Feng Yewu pointed to the vase beside him and said.

Everyone in the hall was stunned, thinking that it was not a hundred taels of gold, but also a few boxes of treasures, right? The reward could be such a large vase half a person high?

Feng Yewu's heart was full of the pleasure of revenge, hum, such a big vase, look at how you give it to a woman!

Lu Jue still had that indifferent smile, and bowed down to Feng Yewu calmly: "Thank you, Your Majesty, for the reward." ”

The prank succeeded, and Feng Yewu's original boredom dissipated a little, and it was not until late at night that the banquet dispersed, and Feng Yewu returned to the palace to rest.

Feng Yewu had a good time last night and had a good night's sleep. It's just that when I woke up in the morning, I was stunned as soon as I sat up.

On the side of the screen, there is a vase that he gave to Lu Jue yesterday, which is already full of flower branches that are blooming in spring, which is gorgeous and moving.

The sweet and intoxicating floral fragrance became clearer, making Feng Yewu's long-cold heart beat rapidly.

"This reward can be given to your favorite woman!"

Somehow, the first thing Feng Yewu remembered in his mind was the whispered words that the chief manager said to Lu Jue yesterday.

After washing and changing clothes, Feng Yewu called Han Yue to ask, and the vase was indeed the one that Lu Jue had just entrusted her to put in Weiyang Palace.

The cheeks were slightly warm and cooled as the heartbeat returned to warmth, and Feng Yewu calmed down. Probably touching this big vase and really couldn't give it away, Lu Juecai filled it with flowers and returned it euphemistically, and Bojun just smiled.

Pink and white snow, light yellow and soft red, but all the flowers that can be found at the moment are all in the vase. Feng Yewu fiddled with the flower branch twice, and said with a smile: "Call Lu Jue in." ”

Han Yue received the order, and after a while, Lu Jue's saluting voice came from behind him.

Feng Yewu never turned back, took down a blooming peach blossom, pinched it and whispered: "This flower is really beautiful." I should reward you with something. ”

Lu Jue's voice had a faint smile: "Everything is decided by Your Majesty." ”

Feng Yewu paused, casually threw the peach blossom back to the vase in his hand, and turned around with a smile: "If you know the general situation like this, it's not like an ordinary slave can say it." Lone has long wanted to ask, what are you enslaved for? ”

Lu Jue had already changed into the gray and blue power suit worn by the king's entourage, but it added a heroic atmosphere, compared to the polite white robe, he seemed more handsome and straight. Lu Jue's temperament is not weak, martial but not strong, and it is absolutely impossible for people to have it, which makes Feng Yewu even more curious about his origin.

Lu Jue's eyes darkened slightly, and he bowed his head by bowing his hand: "Back to Your Majesty, the slave family is not enough to worry about, but he is just the son of a criminal minister of the former dynasty." ”

The son of a former courtier?

The maidservant girl came over to serve Feng Yewu and put on the phoenix robe, Feng Yewu raised her hand to cooperate, staring at Lu Jue thoughtfully, if it was a criminal minister of the previous dynasty...... If you can't do it, you won't be guilty at all.

The political situation in the previous dynasty was chaotic and corruption was rampant, and the first emperor, that is, Feng Yewu's imperial uncle, was also addicted to pleasure and almost never asked about politics. Under the people's misery, the peasants from all over the country rebelled, and the war even burned to the capital of Shangjing, and the rebel army invaded the palace and washed the entire palace in blood after killing the Son of Heaven. If it weren't for Feng Yewu, who originally lived in Nanchuan, and immediately united the seven feudal kings to unify the Central Plains, this country would have changed hands long ago.

Feng Yewu's question about to be said rolled between her lips, but she swallowed it back. Since Lu Jue's words were unknown, he didn't want to say more, and there might be something he didn't want to recall.

It's better to investigate secretly.

"The son of a criminal minister of the former dynasty may not be able to become a loyal person of this dynasty. Today, I am unwell, and I am exempted from the old dynasty as usual, and let Zhu Qing hand in the fold. ”

Feng Yewu's tone returned to ordinary coldness, and he walked straight out of the hall, and passed by Lu Jue.

Lu Jue immediately turned around and followed, crossing the corridor in the cool breeze, and finally watched Feng Yewu and Hanyue enter the imperial study. It wasn't until the door "snapped" shut that Lu Jue suddenly came back to his senses.

He looked a little lonely, and subconsciously rubbed the tiger's mouth on his left hand. There was a long old scar, long healed, but still sunken, and the new flesh of a slightly lighter color was crumpled. Lu Jue rubbed and rubbed, as if he was using this to release or suppress some emotions.

The door opened again, and Han Yue walked towards Lu Jue: "Your Highness asked you to come in and serve." ”

Lu Jue was surprised, covered the joy that flashed between his eyebrows, and did not forget to salute: "Slave takes orders." ”

Han Yue left in a hurry after explaining, it should be Feng Yewu who arranged something else for her.

Lu Jue carefully pushed the door in, quietly bypassed the screen, and saluted respectfully to Feng Yewu, who was sitting behind the table. Feng Yewu was picking up the pen to review the folds in his hand, and he didn't pay attention to Lu Jue, so he consciously stepped forward to take the ink ingot and carefully study the ink.

In the study, there was only the rustle of the ink wolf scratching the paper and the ink ingots repeatedly rubbing the inkstone, and the master and slave sat and stood together, and the atmosphere was very comfortable.

Feng Yewu reviewed very quickly, many of the chapters were quoting scriptures, euphemistically reminding her that "women should not be emperors", she randomly approved a "read", and stamped it with a seal.

"This group of pedantic masters shouts every day that women should not be emperors, but first find a man who is qualified to be emperors." Feng Yewu smiled helplessly and closed the fold.