The ground that was not turned over today was all turned over well the next day, and she didn't feel strange at all that she was heartless.

There are also those chickens and ducks, and they are not less taken care of by the court.

Hua Xiangrong looked at Fu Jiuchen's gloomy handsome face.

Belch! This man seems to be upset? Isn't your answer wrong?

What is that not an abandoned woman? Could it be that the princess is not successful?

"Abandoned concubine?" She tentatively replied.

Damn, it's still not right, the man's face is so black that it's about to drip oil.

She trembled in fright, and her voice became smaller.

"Cousin?"

“……”

"Concubine Xiatang?"

At this point, she trembled even more.

Because she could clearly see that the wolf pen in the man's hand had clicked and broken into two sections.

Next, is it going to be your turn to have thin arms and legs?

Poof, kneeling on the ground, "Wang...... Lord, what should be the identity of a concubine? ”

Strong self-control could not suppress his raging anger, and the man roared: "Don't you know that you are the princess of this king? ”

"Yes, yes, yes, yes, the concubine is the princess."

"Get out." The man's dark eyes narrowed into a line, and the blue tendons on his forehead burst out in anger.

"Oh, okay, concubine, get out." After speaking, Hua Xiangrong left Fu Jiuchen's study as if fleeing for his life.

She swore she would never set foot in this study again in her life.

Whoever comes again is the puppy.

Looking at that small body and running away, Fu Jiuchen's heart was even more annoyed.

"Ming Han." He roared angrily and called Ming Han in.

"The subordinates are here."

Ming Han came in in response, but found that the master's face, like Wannian Xuanbing, knew that things were not good, and his heart was beating wildly.

"If you can't keep the door of this palace anymore, you can go and pour night incense." Fu Jiuchen took all his anger out on Ming Han.

"Yes, my subordinates obey."

The subordinates were wronged, the subordinates did not guard the palace badly, it was not you who said it yourself, if the emperor went to the Orchid Garden, secretly observed, and let him go.

"My subordinates won't put a single mosquito into the Nine Kings' Mansion in the future." Ming Han looked at Fu Jiuchen's face with dark clouds overwhelming the city and reassured.

"Get out."

"Yes."

Fu Jiuchen was the only one left in the study, he looked down at the black ink that he had crushed the brush printed on the rice paper, and kneaded it into a ball irritably, and threw it aside.

Feeling still angry, he rubbed another piece of white paper and threw it out.

found that this could actually relieve the boredom in his heart, so the tall and mighty fierce man Nine Princes played a game of kneading paper balls in the study.

The whole pile of rice paper was crumpled into a ball, and a lot of it was taken out of the bookcase.

Kneaded hundreds of paper balls, finally relieved a lot, looking at the paper balls on the ground, a man took a long breath, spread his body, lazily leaned on the back of the chair and pondered.

Reflect on why you get angry so easily, what are you angry about?

In the end, I didn't understand anything.

The moonlight was green, and the frost poured over the entire buildings of the Flying Dragon Palace, and the ancient trees were also blown by the night wind.

The study was a mess, and a man in a good mood.

……

Early the next morning, Hua Xiangrong got up and prepared to go to the Rose Garden to learn things from Liu Qingyao.

But she doesn't want to go at all, her interest is not in pitching pots, arranging flowers.

She just wanted to be a salted fish quietly, but it backfired, and all the silence was broken.