Sending Leng Wan away, Fu Jiulan returned to the Tai Womb.

The prince was waiting for her in the main hall, and when he saw Fu Jiulan returning, he couldn't help beckoning someone over.

Fu Jiulan bowed from afar, and then sat down on the chair beside the prince.

"Your Highness, Wechen's affairs have been completed."

The prince's gaze fell on Fu Jiulan with a bit of scrutiny.

After a moment, a smile slowly rose on his face, and there was a hint of Corporal Lixian's kindness in his smile.

"The mother of the county lord of Zhaoping is about to run out of patience, I found out that the general of the Northwest is secretly arranging for people to return to Beijing, and I hope that Lord Fu will prepare in advance."

After His Royal Highness the Crown Prince finished speaking, a smile stayed on his face, and his eyes gently observed the changes in Fu Jiulan's expression.

Fu Jiulan's expression remained unchanged, and he only calmly gave the prince an understated look.

"Weichen understands, please rest assured His Royal Highness the Prince."

He went to the palace at the moment, just to give the other party a peace of mind, and now that the matter has been done, he can also retire.

After Fu Jiulan finished speaking, he got up and prepared to leave.

But the prince stopped them.

He stretched out his hand and nonchalantly stopped the person in front of him.

"Master Fu is a bit like a lonely old man."

Fu Jiulan was slightly stunned, and it took several seconds before he regained his expression.

He smiled slightly, "Your Highness said you laughed."

"Weichen came from a humble background, if he is lucky enough to know His Highness as soon as possible, he doesn't have to float in the dust of the world for a long time."

After saying this, Fu Jiulan leaned over and bowed to the prince.

The prince hurriedly helped the two of them up, "Master Fu doesn't have to be so humble."

"Fortunately, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince appreciated it, so that Weichen has today's status, and this worship is what Weichen deserves."

Fu Jiulan insisted on bowing, and after doing all this, he slowly got up.

The suspicion in the prince's eyes dissipated a little, and the eyes that looked at Fu Jiulan became more and more gentle.

"It's been a busy day, Master Fu should go home and rest as soon as possible."

Coming out of the palace, it was only a stick of incense, but Fu Jiulan's face sank a little.

He didn't expect that the first person to doubt his identity turned out to be the prince, but fortunately, the prince was generous by nature.

Walking on the road, Fu Jiulan's thoughts gradually diverged.

The road was full of thorns and bones, all of which he had expected. It's just that I really went in the predetermined direction step by step, and I didn't feel very happy in my heart, but I was still a little lost.

Just as Fu Jiulan was about to step out of the palace gate, Zuo Qingyun didn't know where to come out of nowhere and stopped in front of him.

Zuo Qingyun shook the folding fan in his hand, and looked at Fu Jiulan with disgusting calculations in his eyes.

In the face of him, Fu Jiulan has always had no good face, but he maintains a superficial effort.

He arched his hand slightly, "Lord Zuo, I am in a hurry to go home in the future, so I won't greet you."

"The Second Emperor is invited, Master Fu, please follow me to the Second Emperor's Palace."

Fu Jiulan's footsteps paused slightly, and he quietly turned the bead string on his right wrist.

"Is Lord Zuo so familiar with the matter of forming a party and running a private business now?"

Zuo Qingyun's complexion changed slightly, such a big hat was buttoned down, especially in a place like the palace full of eyeliner, Fu Jiulan's words could be described as heart-wrenching.

"Master Fu just came out of the imperial womb not long ago, and according to your meaning, he is also forming a party for personal gain?"

Fu Jiulan snorted coldly, wondering what kind of medicine was sold in the second prince's gourd, so he still followed this trip.

"Zuo-sama will lead the way."

As soon as Fu Jiulan arrived in the palace of the Second Emperor, he was warmly received by the other party, and his words were intimate, and he clearly had the intention of wooing.

Even if Zuo Qingyun had known about this in advance, his face was a little ugly. ap.

There are no secrets in the palace, as long as Fu Jiulan answers a sentence today, he will do it tomorrow

was properly tied to the boat of the second prince, and the prince was afraid that he would be charged with betrayal.

Pinching the wine glass in his hand, a touch of coldness flashed in Fu Jiulan's eyes.

It's just a pity that this good aging is brewing, but what is brewing is the femme fatale of the second prince.

Fu Jiulan put down the wine glass in his hand, Shi Shiran stood up, unwilling to listen to the second prince's nonsense.

"If the second prince doesn't have anything important, Weichen will retire first."

"Stop."

Zuo Qingyun's voice rang out, he couldn't get used to Fu Jiulan's lofty appearance.

"Didn't Master Fu think that he had found the crown prince as a backer, and his actions became unscrupulous?"

Zuo Qingyun took a sip of wine, with a bit of threat in his tone.

Because of his words, the second prince's face also became ugly.

"Lord Zuo's words are inappropriate."

Fu Jiulan swept the topic back in twos and twos.

He was indeed planning to leave, and it was not advisable to stay here for long.

Zuo Qingyun didn't let go.

"I heard that Lord Fu and the Leng Wan girl of the General's Mansion once had a marriage, I wonder what the county lord of Zhaoping would do if he knew about his sweetheart's past?"

Fu Jiulan's footsteps stopped, he slowly turned around, his eyes met Zuo Qingyun, and unsurprisingly saw the provocation in the other party's eyes.

The second prince had a cold face, only rubbing the white jade wine glass in his hand, and quietly watched the changes in the situation.

"Is that so?"

Fu Jiulan chuckled lightly and said slowly.

With a wave of his sleeves, a trace of murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

Zuo Qingyun was completely unaware.

"Zuo will never be a fool."

Hearing this, Fu Jiulan nodded slightly.

"Zuo-sama can try."

A touch of surprise flashed on Zuo Qingyun's face, he didn't expect Fu Jiulan to be so calm.

"Isn't Lord Fu afraid that the Lord of Zhaoping will do something?"

"Then it depends on whether Lord Zuo has the ability to make Lord Zhaoping believe in you."

Dropping these words, Fu Jiulan turned around and left without hesitation, but he didn't save the second prince any face.

The moment he stepped out of the door of the Second Emperor's Palace, there was a sound of broken jade in the main hall.

The second prince threw his wine glass, making a crisp sound.

Zuo Qingyun also had a calm face, he greeted the anger from the second prince, and slashed Fu Jiulan with a thousand knives in his heart.

I don't know how many treasures have been smashed, and the anger in the second prince's heart has just subsided a little.

"Zuo Qingyun." He spoke in a deep voice.

"Wechen is here."

Zuo Qingyun knelt in the center of the hall.

Fu Jiulan openly disobeyed the second prince today, so arrogant and domineering, I am afraid that time is running out.

Thinking of this, a trace of resentment flashed in his eyes.

"You go and find out how much entanglement there is between Fu Jiulan and Leng Wan, and then find an opportunity to reveal this matter to Zhaoping."

The county lord of Zhaoping is not as innocent as she seems on the surface, and when the time comes, someone will naturally clean up Fu Jiulan for him.

"Yes, Your Highness."

Zuo Qingyun agreed.

The second prince's face softened slightly, and his fingertips tapped on his knees, "This matter must be done properly."