Quickly wear a little tease: the female protagonist is pretending to be a boss again

Chapter 72 My son, your design is broken (16)
Nongying was very sure that she would leave, but when faced with Fuxi's questioning, she felt a little bit reluctant.

Seeing a trace of his pleading in his eyes, his neatly trimmed nails were sunk in the palm of his hand.

"Brother. Brother, I found General Zhenbei, and I can still come back to see you."

When she said this, she herself didn't quite believe it, so how could she expect Fu Xi to believe it.

If she is destined, she will definitely come back to find Fuxi.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but she actually saw a trace of redness at the end of Fu Xi's eyes.

Fu Xi didn't make a sound, and the others didn't dare to say too much.

The atmosphere suddenly became strange.

About the time for a cup of tea, Fu Xi still smiled, just like before, a gentle and modest gentleman.

But maybe Fu Xi was so easy to understand, Nong Ying still saw a little sadness.

Fu Xi said: "Alright, since Xiao Ying must find him, then brother will help you find him."

He made up his mind when he said this.

Immediately, his body, which had been recovering for many days, coughed uncontrollably again.

Like before playing the image, he wanted to get up to be smooth for him, but was interrupted by Fu Xi raising his hand.

"Is Xiaoying ready to eat? My brother is a little tired today, so I have to go back to rest first. You can ask Wu Ling to take you back later in the evening."

Xu Shi was restless, and when he got up, he tripped over the stool and almost fell.

Wu Ling rushed to help, but was also rejected by Fu Xi.

Nongying hadn't thought much about it for a long time. He looked at Fuxi's back, thought for a while, and said, "Brother, it's the Qiqiao Festival. Brother remember to call me together."

Even if they really have no fate in the end, Nongying still wants to cherish every moment they have together now.

Fu Xi's figure paused, but he didn't turn his head, and hummed lightly.

After getting a response, Nongying let Vanilla take her away, and also refused Wu Ling to send her off.

At this moment, Fu Xi should need someone to accompany him.

When Nongying left, Wu Ling glanced at the person lying on the bed, he still walked over lightly, and said in a low voice, "Master, what's our plan?"

The person behind the bed curtain closed his eyes, and spoke slowly after a while, "Get it done as soon as possible, be careful about Qi Zhiyan."

"it is good."

Wu Ling responded, and then glanced at the figure behind the bed curtain, disappeared into the night without saying anything.

In the early morning of the next day, just after Fu Xi had had his breakfast, the palace sent someone to invite him.

It's no big deal, it's just that Xiao Bochen lacks an evenly matched opponent in chess.

Fu Xi took a look at Nong Ying who was still playing with the little fox in the courtyard, and told Wu Ling, "Send someone to watch over her, and there must be no mistakes."

Following Fu Xi's gaze, Wu Ling knew that that heartless little girl was Fu Xi's fate, otherwise, he wouldn't have had so many worries.

After he agreed, Fuxi entered the palace with Xiao Botan's father-in-law at ease.

The red lacquer gate is open, and the golden glazed tile roof of the palace with double eaves looks extraordinarily brilliant under the shining sunlight.

It is such a palace that traps so many interests.

Overthrowing the imperial power and displacing the people are all one power.

Hiding the expression in his eyes, Fu Xi followed his father-in-law to the imperial garden.

As the Ninth Five-Year Master, no matter where he is, he is always behind the front.

These are what Shaw wanted, and he did not hesitate to sacrifice everything.

The light in Fu Xi's eyes was cold, and he still went to sit down without even saying a word of greeting.

Seeing this, Xiao Bochang laughed.

Now, his hatred for himself has intensified a lot.

He seemed to be accustomed to Fu Xi's attitude, and he didn't blame him, and said with a smile: "Wan Qing is here."

(End of this chapter)