Chapter Twenty-Eight: The Emperor Lao Tzu Can't Snub My Daughter

Liu Fanshi's eyelids jumped suddenly, and he secretly glanced at Zhen Guogong, and saw that he didn't instruct, so he could only take it head-on: "No problem, Weichen must take care of it." ”

Yes, the gun shot the first bird, but it was stuffed with a bad errand without a single word.

Chu Chenxi saw that everyone had said what they should have said, and what they wanted to say was not due to the aura of Zhen Guogong, and he didn't dare to say it, and there was no reason to continue to stay in the early court.

So he waved his sleeves: "Retreat." ”

After the early dynasty dispersed, hundreds of officials retired one after another.

Zhen Guogong put his hands behind his back, and with the support of the guards on the side, he walked down the long steps step by step.

Not a few steps away, he was drowned out by the congratulations and stammering voices of the ministers.

"Congratulations, my son won the battle, and the queen won the heart of the emperor, which is really a double happiness for you."

"It is said that the tiger father has no dog, and in my opinion, the general is not at all inferior to the demeanor of the prince of Zhenguo."

"The prince of Zhenguo is full of loyalty, and all the children under his knees are dragons and phoenixes among people, but I really envy us."

"Congratulations to the Yu family for their success."

There has always been a lot of flattery in officialdom, and Zhen Guogong has long been calloused when he hears it.

He smiled sloppily as he walked down the steps without squinting, ignoring the men.

He knew very well that these people seemed to be congratulating him on Qi Xiao's meritorious achievements, but in fact, they were all mouthful and honey swords, and they wanted to kill the Yu family.

Zhenguo Gong can get mixed up with today's status, what face can't be seen clearly, and saying these words outside the court, doesn't he want to fall into the mouth?

"Guogong, wait a minute."

Suddenly, there was an anxious call from behind.

Zhen Guogong turned his head to look, it was the Prime Minister Zuo who had just spoken in the palace.

Zuo Xiang was brought up by him, and when he was in the Hanlin Academy, he also worked as a teacher for Qixiao and Fuyao for a while, and he was also a good friend.

Zhen Guogong's eyelids lifted slightly, and his tone was much more polite than that of others: "Is there anything important about Zuo Xiang being in such a hurry?" ”

Liu Fan Shi gasped slightly, straightened his black gauze hat, and kept up with the pace of Zhen Guogong, "It doesn't matter, but there are some things that my brother still wants to dare to say." ”

Zhenguo Gong was calm and relaxed, and smiled kindly; "Say whatever you have to say, and make any detours."

Liu Fanshi looked at Zhen Guogong and sighed heavily: "There are some words that don't need to be reminded by my brother, Guogong must also know that this emperor is already dissatisfied with your performance in the court, and you deliberately said something unpleasant to provoke him, isn't there some-"

"What?"

Zhen Guogong snorted coldly, his tone sank, and the surrounding momentum was instantly fierce.

This sound frightened Liu Fanshi for a moment.

He swallowed his saliva and hesitated, "This emperor is the emperor after all, although he is young, he is not the helpless prince back then, no matter how different the monarch and the minister are, you still have to give him some face." ”

Before he could finish speaking, the crutch slammed into the ground with a thud.

Zhen Guogong's eyes were half-open, and he turned his head to look at him.

The eyes of the past sixtieth year are not only not cloudy, but extremely clear, faintly revealing the momentum of provoking the storm.

"What if he's the emperor? The king of heaven can't snub my precious daughter. ”

After throwing down a heavy sentence, Zhenguo Gong did not look back, got into the carriage and left.

Only Liu Fanshi was left stunned.

He finally understood, no wonder the rumors said that the prince of Zhenguo doted on his daughter, especially the youngest daughter, and when he saw it today, the rumors were true!

The emperor has been in a big draft recently, and the queen has been childless for many years, so Zhenguo Gong feels sorry for his daughter, how can he not be in a hurry?

It's just that Liu Fanshi never expected that the Zhenguo Guild would not hesitate to force the emperor bluntly in the early dynasty.

Master Liu Fan was greatly shocked and stood in place to digest it alone for a long time.

***

Cining Palace.

Yu Fuyao slept for a long time and woke up satisfied.

She stretched her waist, lifted the quilt, and shouted out the door, "Sun, frost, wash." ”

If she didn't need to call in the past, the sun and cold frost would serve her to dress and wash up.

But now she was stunned for a moment before she realized that Leng Shuang was taken away by the Dog Emperor and was not in Cining Palace.

Jiaoyang pushed the door in with the basin, walked to the bedside, wrung out the towel and wiped Yufuyao's face.

Yu Fuyao raised his head and let her wipe it, found a comfortable position, and said in a sullen voice: "Jiaoyang, do you say that she can't eat enough cold cream in the prison?" Will you be whipped? ”

Jiaoyang's hand moved, and his expression flashed unnatural, "Miss doesn't have to worry about her, if she can't even endure this bit of suffering, she is not worthy of serving by Miss's side." ”

Yu Fuyao noticed her absent-mindedness, and also knew that she was duplicitous.

Like her, the sun is worried about the cold frost.

After all, the two are also sisters, no matter how much they usually quarrel, they won't be able to let go of their hearts when they are really separated.

"Alas, it's all my fault, if I don't offend Chu Chenxi that day, Cold Frost won't have to follow me unlucky."

Yu Fuyao propped his cheeks, his mouth pursed into a bitter gourd shape, and he kept sighing.

Damn it.

Last night, I was so bent on dealing with the dog emperor that I forgot to let him let go of the cold frost.

It seems that we will have to go to see the dog emperor again.

Yu Fuyao thought about it, and was about to ask Jiaoyang to tidy up for him and prepare to see the emperor, but who knew that Jiaoyang said one step ahead.

"Miss, Concubine Li asked to see her in the front yard early in the morning, and the slave and maid couldn't drive away, do you want to go over and have a look?"

"Concubine Li?" Yu Fuyao's eyes widened, as if she had been slapped on the head, "What is she doing in Cining Palace?" ”

This palace fighting little expert, it won't be peaceful anywhere, but don't have anything to do with her!

"This slave doesn't know." Jiaoyang shook his head, "When I came, I said I wanted to visit you, but I couldn't get rid of anything, and I'm still sitting in the front yard." ”

Yu Fuyao asked blankly, "How long have you been sitting?" ”

The sun poked his chin with his fingers and thought, "It's been about three hours." ”

Jade Fuyao: "......"

In other words, how long she slept, Concubine Li waited, this perseverance is really extraordinary.

"If you really don't want to deal with her, the slave will find another way to excuse herself." The sun saw through the troubles of Jade Fuyao at a glance.

Yu Fuyao raised his hand to interrupt: "No need, you can't leave this woman, let's go to the palace to meet it." ”

Although he said this, Yu Fuyao's expression was still bitter, and his face couldn't help it.

What's going on lately, why do they all have to disturb her rotten life?

Can't you let her retire and die?

Yu Fuyao cried in his heart.

But no matter how reluctant she was, she could only get up and clean herself up step by step.

How to say that she is also the master of the harem, and when she sees a little concubine, she can't lose her prestige.

After changing his clothes and putting on a sick makeup, Yu Fuyao came to the front yard in three steps.