"What's going on with the female Shangshu?" Fu Mingli looked at Ah Fu who was approaching and asked with his eyebrows.

"Your Majesty." Ah Fu didn't dare to raise his head, and forced himself to speak with a sad face: "The master guessed that the slave is your person." ”

Fu Mingli's brows furrowed even deeper: "What's the matter?" ”

"The slave said that the boss who sold the oil was a fellow villager of the slave, and the master was suspicious."

Fu Mingli picked up the inkstone on the table and smashed it in the direction of Ah Fu: "Idiot! ”

Ah Fu hurriedly knelt on the ground, narrowly avoiding the attack: "The slave should die!" ”

Fu Mingli gritted his teeth and stood up, pointed at Ah Fu and said angrily, "How big is your house?" How many people in your hometown can enter the palace as slaves? Can't you make up a better excuse? Do you think everyone is as stupid as you are? ”

"Your Majesty is angry, Your Majesty is angry, it is a slave who is stupid, please Your Majesty is angry." Ah Fu secretly hated himself for being stupid, and he was a little afraid of the menacing His Majesty, and he instantly broke out in a cold sweat.

Fu Mingli kicked Ah Fu hatefully and took a deep breath, "Where is Sister Yun?" ”

"I'm still in Zhuqing Pavilion, I think I should have gone back to the room."

Fu Mingli: "I'll clean you up when I come back." ”

Looking at Fu Mingli's back as he walked away step by step, Ah Fu wiped the sweat on his forehead, and could only pray that his master could let His Majesty dissipate his anger as soon as possible, so that he could save this little life.

……

Fu Mingli was dressed all the way, and soon arrived at the door of Zhuqing Pavilion.

Strange to say, he walked fast all the way, and his pace did not stop at all, but now that he was in front of the door, he was a little afraid to enter.

When I first saw Yunqing, I thought she was just an overly beautiful little girl, she was not like anyone else, her eyes were full of disgust and panic for him, her eyes were full of agility and honesty, and he liked to talk to her.

Later, when he found out that the eldest emperor, who had always believed in himself as a gentleman, had changed his former gentlemanly style and left her to live in the main courtyard, he inevitably had some curiosity about her.

He knew that he was uninhibited, and rashly told the secret of his life to a woman who had only a few faces, and she certainly did not know that the horror and indignation in her eyes at that time greatly pleased him.

He knows that his way of thinking is different from ordinary people, and if it sounds good, it is different, and to put it bluntly, it is a brain disease.

But when the white little girl seemed to be tactful in front of him, but actually showed her joy and anger bluntly, he still felt very happy.

He approached her step by step, jerky and cautious, for fear that she would resent his coveting because she had found clues.

Now it was only a little close, just one word from her could make her discover her mind, but he rarely hesitated.

He leaned against the door and sighed, and then walked in with a wry smile.

Upstairs, Yun Qing slowly retracted his gaze and raised his hand to close the window.

Before long, there were two soft knocks outside the door.

Yun Qing felt strange, this little emperor had long been used to coming uninvited, when did he become so obedient?

"Your Majesty, please come in." Yunqing Road.

Fu Mingli pushed open the door and saw Yun Qing sitting at the table inside, and his first reaction was that it was not good.

Although his sister Yun always looks dignified and dignified, she rarely has such a deep indifference in her eyes.

He thought about it, made his usual posture, staggered to Yun Qing and sat down, and squinted at her: "Sister Yun, looking at the entire palace, it is the largest shelf for you, and no one else can support me." ”

It's just you.