Tyrant he always wants to hit me

Chapter 624 Come with me, little vinegar jar
"What is the relationship between the king and Su Fuyao? You must be thinking too much." Eunuch Li chuckled.

Murong Yun stared at Eunuch Li. Just now, when he asked this question, his pupils shrank obviously.

"If the king has nothing to do with Su Fuyao, why did he go to the royal tomb of the Wu Kingdom to worship the ancestors with him? The two had disputes more than once, ordinary people would have wished to tear each other apart, why can they still get along well? "Murong Yun looked at him with bright eyes.

Eunuch Li still smiled and said: "How can we guess the relationship between the king and the king? What is the relationship between the king and Su Fuyao, one is in Wu country and the other is in Shu country? General Murong may as well Think of something more realistic."

This old fox!Murong Yun thought to himself, before he wasted so much effort trying to gain his trust, he didn't expect this old fellow to be so tight-lipped, until now he still refuses to reveal anything.

However, the more evasive he was, the more it meant there was something wrong inside.At least, he admitted that he saw Zhaojun digging something from the tomb of the former king, and conspired with Su Fuyao for a long time.

He reported to Wei Rong the only information he obtained through hard work, took a soybean-sized pill from his hand, and immediately swallowed it.

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

Wei Rong waved his hand to let him go down, and couldn't help but fell into deep thought.

The top priority now is that he must know exactly what Zhaojun gave Su Fuyao.This Zhaojun has nothing now, what kind of moth is there?

Now, who can get words out of his mouth?Wei Ying, it's obviously impossible, so let's start with the people around Su Fuyao?
The weather was getting colder and colder, Wei Ying got a few pots of good tea, so she built a tea stove in the bedroom, and made tea in her spare time, the fragrance of tea filled the room, and the room was warmer.

Zhaojun drank the tea she made and said: "There was a poetess in the previous dynasty who loved making tea as much as you did in late autumn. She and her husband "gambled on books and splashed tea" and it became a romantic story. ..."

"What's the pity?" Wei Ying, who was concentrating on looking at the album, looked up blankly, with a few pastry crumbs hanging from the corner of her mouth.

Recently, there is a new kind of script in the city, which is a four-frame stick figure made in the form of an ink manuscript. She is fascinated by it.In the middle of the night, he was still sitting on the bed holding the scripture book, giggling, and couldn't put it down.

Zhaojun looked at her with a smile, shook his head and did not speak.

"No, what do you mean?" Wei Ying noticed his ridicule and teasing, closed the book and stared at him.

At this moment, a young man came in and hurriedly handed over a message: "His Royal Highness, this is a message from His Royal Highness Shu Wang. He invites you to go to Zuixian Tower together for a gathering."

"Don't go."

Wei Ying snatched the post before it was handed over to Zhaojun, and threw it out of the window.

Su Fuyao, a bastard, gets angry just thinking about it, yet he dares to come looking for him.

But the young man continued to say to Zhaojun in a ignorant way: "His Royal Highness the King of Shu said that Princess Leng Yue is here and wants to see you."

"Okay, tell your highness, I'll go." Zhaojun said.

"Wu Yanzhao!" Wei Ying stood up abruptly, looking at him angrily.

"Okay, the little one will go back first." The boy smiled and retreated.

"You!" Wei Ying stared at him with raised brows, he never expected that he would dare to agree in front of her.

Zhaojun smiled: "If you are worried, you can go with me, little vinegar jar."

(End of this chapter)