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Fu Hong said with gratitude, "I don't know what His Highness wants to ask?" ”

In fact, in his heart, he had already guessed what King Jue wanted to ask?

"Hand over the talisman, is General Fu really willing? If General Fu doesn't let go, this king ......"

"Your Highness, the minister is indeed willing."

Fu Hong understood what Murong Jue wanted to say? So before he could finish speaking, I interrupted him.

Murong Jue frowned almost invisibly, and spit out two words faintly, "Why?" ”

Is it because he is worried about Yaya's safety?

Today in Ci'an Palace, it is clearly a play that the Queen Mother and her father have prepared for a long time.

In order to force Fu Hong to hand over the talisman.

But Murong Jue didn't understand that Fu Hong would compromise?

How important the talisman is, Fu Hong should know better than anyone else.

Seeing Murong Jue's incomprehensible eyes, Fu Hong sighed with emotion, "The minister did this, firstly, for the stability and future of Ya'er, and secondly, for the sake of the general's mansion and the stability of my Fu family." ”

"With the talisman in hand, my general's mansion must always be on guard against all kinds of hidden arrows, the general's mansion seems to be stable, but in fact it is like standing on the top of a cliff, and if you are not careful, you will end up in a catastrophe."

"Your Royal Highness must have heard that King An had come to the door to propose marriage before, intending to marry Ya'er, but the minister didn't believe that King An really liked Ya'er, for the sake of it, it was just the support of the military power in the hands of the minister."

"I, as a father, have owed Ya'er a mother since I was a child, and for Ya'er's future happiness, I can't bear to let the general's mansion become a sword used by others."

Listening to Fu Hong's sentimental words, Murong Jue lowered his eyes and pondered for a moment.

He understood Fu Hong's mood and approach, and Fu Hong also mentioned that Murong An had come to the door to propose marriage, intending to marry Yaya, and asked in the most sincere tone, "Then, can General Fu trust this king?" ”

Fu Hongke believes in his sincerity towards Yaya? Believe that he will not take advantage of the General's Palace?

Catching up with Murong Jue's keen eyes, Fu Hong pondered for a moment, and then showed a pleased smile, "Now that the minister has lost his military power, I hope His Royal Highness can treat Ya'er as he did at the beginning." ”

Fu Hong's words contained a bit of jokes.

But he clearly expressed his attitude.

It means that he believes in Murong Jue and accepts Murong Jue as his son-in-law.

The joke is that he lost his military power in the future, and he is a nominal general, who can't give Murong Jue any substantial help, and hopes that Murong Jue can take care of Ya'er as always.

Murong Jue smiled, the evil and arrogant laughter, "This king promised General Fu that he would live up to Yaya in this life, and when he came to Japan, he would let Yaya marry this king in a beautiful way." ”

Fu Hong was very pleased, "With His Royal Highness's words, the minister will be relieved." ”

He, who is a father and has no military power in his hands, can still love Ya'er, is the lover who really loves Ya'er.

……

Fu Lingya here is still in the palace of Wan Guifei, but nothing happened, just embroidery!

But Fu Lingya was not in the mood to embroider at all, and several times the needle pierced her fingers, not to mention, the embroidered patterns were not at her real level.

But she doesn't care at all, what does these embroideries, whether they look good or not, and what does it have to do with her?

What she was worried about was her father and Murong Jue.

I don't know how the emperor and the queen mother will embarrass their father and Murong Jue?

I haven't heard any news for a long time!

Could something be wrong? She was embroidering and restless.

'Hiss' distracted, the needle pricked the finger again!

Fu Lingya pressed the fingers that were pricked by the needle, she now has no patience for embroidery at all!

She wished she could get out of here!

Throwing away the unfinished needle and silk in her hand, she couldn't bear to mix with worry, which made her feel irritable.

Wan Guifei left her here to embroider, and she didn't know where she went!

And she was not allowed to leave, as soon as she went out, she was stopped by someone, otherwise she would have left a long time ago!

How can you stay until now!

But now, she really can't stay for a moment!

Wan Guifei used up all her patience very well.

She can't sit back any longer!