Chapter 298: Brother Huang, Don't Go 3.119

These days, it's really hard to be an official!

Bad luck and bad fate, I didn't burn enough incense for my ancestors before I met the emperor and the crown prince......

The major affairs of the court were easily solved by Fanhua alone, so Xuanyuan Rujin, the emperor who voluntarily "existed in name only", was responsible for sitting on the dragon chair and smiling at Fanhua.

Wow, the royal brother is so powerful, applause!

Wow, the royal brother's side face is so handsome, and his heart is pounding!

Wow, the royal brother is clever, and he is simply incomparable!

Wow, where did the fairy emperor brother come from, the fairy appearance, the fairy IQ!

Occasionally, when Fanhua wanted to make an example to the officials, Xuanyuan Rujin immediately handed over the knife, and naturally took the blame: I want you to die, what is the matter with Brother Guanhuang?

The officials who were reprimanded by Fanhua, Xuanyuan Rujin had to be trained again;

disrespectful to flowers, Xuanyuan is like a brocade and slowly tortures children;

Dare to fight the flower relationship, look at her a few more times, once captured by Xuanyuan Rujin, that little eye, swishing to kill you!

Fanhua still lives in the prince's east palace, because there is no official position for the time being, the palace people still regard her as the prince, and the title is also according to the title of the prince of the east palace......

has no official position, also because Fanhua is unwilling to be the emperor, Xuanyuan Rujin is counting on her to be the emperor every day.

But even if he didn't become the emperor, it was the flowers that spoke in the court, the flowers that dealt with the government affairs, and the flowers who met the courtiers.

Without the title of emperor, Fanhua is already the most direct and powerful person in charge of Xuanyuan Kingdom, and he deserves to be the number one.

Even, this position in power is still Emperor Jin - hold it with both hands and take the initiative to give!

Xuanyuan Rujin's time is all spent on being an idiot, and how to be cute in front of flowers.

He also cleverly mastered the rhythm of the flowery temper.

Whether it's coquettish or well-behaved, it can always be controlled within the range that the flowers won't really get angry. Although this rhythm mastery was obtained through his many attempts back and forth on the edge and suffered a lot.

Recently, Fanhua has noticed that Xuanyuan Rujin has less time to get around her.

Occasionally, when they looked at each other, the stinky boy quickly looked away, his eyes dodged, and the tips of his ears were red, as if he had done something bad and was a thief.

Fanhua called the little eunuch who was waiting beside her to mention a few words, and she didn't want to bother with it.

She is happy to see it and more comfortable and comfortable if she doesn't come to herself.

In the afternoon, the Imperial Dining Room.

It's not a meal, the cook's helper is tired, and there is only one little palace maid inside.

The little palace maid looked around, and after sneaking around, she opened the soup in her hand, and then took out a small packet of red paper wrapped in medicinal powder from the placket of her clothes.

"What are you doing?"

Behind him, a fierce voice came out coldly, which shocked the little palace maid's body, and she hurriedly tried to take back the unopened medicine bag, but her arm was tightly buckled.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty," seeing that it was Xuanyuan Rujin, the little palace maid's posture trembled even more, and she wanted to kneel, but she was caught by Xuanyuan Rujin and couldn't kneel at all.

The little palace maid was about to cry.

"Say, for whom is this, and what is in your hand?" Xuanyuan is like a brocade, and his eyes are as sharp as a knife.

Suddenly thinking of something, his eyes were suddenly filled with bloodthirsty red, eerie and terrifying, "Is this soup for His Royal Highness the Crown Prince to drink?" Say, if you dare to do anything to my royal brother, I will break your neck now! ”

"No, no, no, Your Majesty spares your life, spares your life!" The little palace maid cried and shouted.