Princess, she has fortune-telling again

Chapter 935
"Please order?" Liu Fuyi paused, then slowly raised his head to look at Wu Bian standing at the door.

"It's the concubine who fell in love with the four girls, and wants to ask for the king's favor."

Liu Fuyi had a very shallow sneer on his lips, "What does Your Majesty say?"

"At that time, our people were all stopped outside, but we vaguely heard that His Majesty seemed to be angry, and scolded Concubine Qi for her whims."

"When Concubine Qi came out of Yuchen Palace, she seemed to have a very ugly expression."

Liu Fuyi sneered, "What has King Liang been doing recently?"

"As usual, I chant poems against people every day and hang out in some elegant places. I am known as a 'good teacher'."

Liu Fuyi smiled, "Are you so free? Then let him find something to do."

Wu Bian glanced at his master expressionlessly, "Yes."

Turning around and walking out the door, he muttered to himself, "What an unlucky bastard."

The matter was caused by Mrs. Liang Wang, but the unlucky one was His Royal Highness Liang himself...

What should I say about him?
A dark face protruded from the window, and shouted at Liu Fuyi who was in front of the desk: "How much?"

Liu Fuyi put the last stroke on the word "Jing", and said with a faint smile, "Ninety-nine thousand, ninety-four thousand two gold."

With a dull and cute expression on his dark face, he lowered his head and thought for a while, then turned around and walked away with the hoe on his shoulder.

Liu Fuyi put down his pen, dried the ink, turned around to wash his hands, and picked up an ancient bamboo scroll to read.

After a while, the boy in black came in with a clean face, wiped the table and stool very quickly, and after about half a cup of tea, he turned around and asked, "How much is it?".

Liu Fuyi turned over a piece of bamboo slips, and said calmly, "Ninety-nine thousand, ninety-four thousand gold."

It took so long to repay the debt for one or two gold?

Poison Fang frowned with his slender eyebrows, seeing Liu Fuyi raised his hand, he dodged in front of him in an instant, holding a teacup for him with familiarity.

Outside the door, the two servants of You Ye Division could not help but twitch their mouths.

For a while now, Lord Fang Fang has been like an elf, following their Lord Nine Thousand Years old all day long, keeping close to each other.

It can often be seen that in summer afternoons, Lord Liu is sitting and reading a book, and Lord Fang Fang is serving tea and water by the side.

Master Liu is grinding ink and practicing calligraphy, and Master Fang Fang is cultivating a small flower bed outside the window.

Master Liu was eating, and Master Fang Fang was holding a bowl to watch him.

Master Liu combed his hair, and Master Fang Fang was holding a bronze mirror beside him.

The two were inseparable, as if they were stuck together, they almost slept together...

No wonder there are strange rumors intensifying outside, secretly pointing out that the behavior of these two people is weird, some are weird, and they are not serious.

"When will she come?"

"Who?" Liu Fuyi asked casually, resting his chin in one hand and holding the bamboo slip in the other.

"treasure."

"How does this seat know?"

Fang Fang frowned again, his handsome face almost turned into embarrassment.

"Where does she live?"

"You want to find her?"

Fang Fang nodded his head heavily.

"Maybe, she has already thrown you away, and doesn't remember you at all? Why do you need to come here and humiliate yourself." Liu Fuyi uttered a sentence lightly.

Fang Fang's face wrinkled even more, "No."

"Humph."

Liu Fuyi rested his fingers on the bamboo slips, and slowly raised his head to look at him, "Why are you so sure?"

"She made a promise."

Zhenbao said that he would come to redeem him, so he would definitely come to redeem him, and he was definitely not wrong.

A slight fluctuation faintly passed through Liu Fuyi's jewel-like, bewitching red eyes.

(End of this chapter)