Demon Concubine in charge: Evil Emperor, don't spoil

Chapter 717 If Sheng Er Likes It
Such a good thing, he actually only gave it to Mr. Fu Sheng.

Mr. Fu Sheng is just an outsider, so what qualifications do he have to take this thing!

Afterwards, I didn't want Elder Shan to look at Nanmen Mingyue, was silent for a moment, and then said, "This thing is useless to you, only the Nanmen descendant can use it."

"..."

Hearing this, Nanmen Mingyue couldn't help clenching her fists tightly to cover up the dark eyes.

This old man is really hateful!

What does this mean? It means that you are not worthy of your status as a concubine?

Nanmen Mingyue gritted her teeth, feeling even more resentful towards this Elder Shan in her heart.

He said it was useless to him, but maybe it was because Elder Shan was afraid that he would learn better than Mr. Fu Sheng in the future and lose his face!
It's just that Nanmen Mingyue didn't want to lose someone for the second time since the first attempt failed.

Left and right, since this Elder Shan doesn't intend to give it to himself, it must be useless to say anything.

Then, Nanmen Mingyue casually found a reason, and went back to her bedroom.

At this time, Mr. Fu Sheng browsed for a while, and finally looked at Elder Shan, and asked, "Is this thing my mother's?"

Seeing Mr. Fu Sheng's eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling, Elder Shan was also a little embarrassed.

Take something from someone's mother and give it to someone's daughter.

Thinking about it, it's really shameless.

"This thing was written by your mother, but it was kept by Elder Ben before." Afterwards, Elder Shan said righteously.

In fact, Mr. Fu Sheng did not often watch Nanmen Zhiluan write, but Nanmen Zhiluan's strokes were particularly piercing and ethereal, which made Fu Sheng subconsciously lose his mind when he saw it. It was when my mother took me to practice calligraphy.

"However, there are still things left by Zhishang and other past dynasties, most of which are related to the hidden illnesses of the Nanmen. If you look carefully, you will definitely find something important." Elder Shan then said Looking at Mr. Fu Sheng, he smiled.

Mr. Fu Sheng glanced at the basket of books and nodded.

I didn't see Jin Xuanjing until dusk, I don't know what he was doing with Junze today, and he came back very late.

"Sheng'er, is this book belonged to Elder Shan?"

Jin Xuanjing saw that there were quite a few on Mr. Fu Sheng's table, all of which seemed a little old, and then asked Mr. Fu Sheng with a smile.

"Well, there are also my mother's and my aunt's autographs inside."

Mr. Fu Sheng hooked the corners of his lips, and after hearing Jin Xuanjing's voice, he put the book on the table, looked at Jin Xuanjing in front of him and said.

"Tired?"

Seeing that Fu Shengjun seemed to have been watching for a long time, Jin Xuanjing's voice was low and soft, and then he walked up to Fu Shengjun's hand, stretched out the slender jade fingers, and gently rubbed Fu Shengjun's temples to soothe his spirit .

And Mr. Fu Sheng also closed his eyes for a day, and then said softly, "I'm not tired."

Hearing this, Jin Xuanjing smiled softly, the gentle breeze was coming, the orange dusk, and the deep tree courtyard became more quiet, peaceful and peaceful.

"Here, he's actually living a good life. If Sheng'er likes it, he might as well wait until the next day to find the next monarch, and then find a mountain to build a mansion like this."

Jin Xuanjing said casually, and Mr. Fu Sheng couldn't help but slowly opened his eyes after hearing the words, his eyes were a little quiet.

"The throne, just give up like this?"

Mr. Fu Sheng then asked aloud.

(End of this chapter)