Traitor

Chapter 21 Beautiful Women Are Poisonous

"She's smart." Zhao Wuyou laughed mockingly, "I can still think of this way." But just because you can sleep in the emperor's bed doesn't mean you can keep the emperor's heart.The emperor has three thousand beauties in his harem, some of whom are unparalleled in beauty.

Xi Mo came from outside, saluted respectfully, and then handed over a small bamboo stick in his hand, "This is news from the palace just now, from Chuxiu Palace."

It goes without saying that it must be Fu Yuying.

There are only a few words written on it: the emperor's grace is mighty.

"Young master?" Rao Yunzheng didn't quite understand what the note meant.

"The first time she released the news, she was afraid of being discovered by others, so she spoke in a very cryptic manner." Zhao Wuyou took a deep breath, "Yunzheng, go get the pen and paper, and reply to her."

Yunzheng nodded, "Yes!"

what?

My emperor will sleep forever.

When the carrier pigeon flew back, Fu Yuying was stunned for a while, probably not understanding.But after thinking about it, she figured it out again.After all, it was Zhao Wuyou, with a meticulous mind, whoever said that if he was beaten, he would be at a disadvantage. Looking at the reply on this letter, it shows the depth of the plan.

"My lord, what does this mean?" Xi Mo was puzzled.

Zhao Wuyou drank some porridge and some medicine, and the pain was relieved a little, "I want her to serve the emperor well and grab his heart."

Yunzheng sneered, "I hope she can understand."

"She must be able to understand." Zhao Wuyou sighed softly, "Has the emperor stayed with her these few days?"

"Yes!" Yunzheng nodded, "I am more favored than the original Xia family sisters. After all, it was the Secretary of Jiaofang who went out. It is not difficult for her. As long as the emperor is not tired, she has the ability to tie the emperor."

"How long can I serve the emperor with color? She is still far away from being tied to the emperor!" Zhao Wuyou wanted to get up, but the pain was overwhelming at every turn. Thinking about it, he should lie obediently on his stomach. Although the posture is indecent, at least it doesn't hurt that much.

Zhao Wuyou was beaten, except for Jian Yan, no one dared to visit him, everyone was afraid of the emperor's wrath.

But the emperor was also irritable, Zhao Wuyou was not here, the Xia family was in charge of the court, sometimes it was Furongqu's proposal, sometimes it was Yingqu's dredging, which caused the emperor a headache, and finally he simply dismissed the court.

At this time, he thought of Zhao Wuyou's benefits even more.

Mu Baili was always an eunuch, and he was not as smooth as Zhao Wuyou in handling the government affairs.

The emperor went to Fu Yuying's palace, but saw that Fu Yuying was writing with a pen. On a whim, he stepped forward to check, "What are you writing?"

Fu Yuying saluted, and pulled the emperor forward with a smile, "The concubine's writing is not good-looking, it is better for the emperor to write it. I heard from Eunuch Ruan that the emperor's calligraphy is the best in the world. The concubine has always looked up to it, but I don't know Is the emperor not willing to take up the pen?"

"What to write?" The emperor was complacent when he was complimented by a beautiful woman.

"It's better to just write the words about concubines." Fu Yuying picked up the white paper she had written, and there was only one sentence on it: This heart is the same as before, and I hope that the king's heart is like mine.

The emperor rolled up his sleeves and swiped his brush.

Fu Yuying studied ink with a smile on the side, with a gentle and submissive attitude.

But after writing this sentence, the emperor frowned, and gave Fu Yuying a meaningful look.

"The emperor's writing is really good." Fu Yuying was full of joy, "Can I let the concubine frame it and hang it in the bedroom?"

"Do you really like it?" the emperor asked.

Fu Yuying smiled, "I really like it."

The emperor sighed, staring at the handwriting on the paper with a little fascination, and sighed, a little sad.

This matter quickly reached Mu Baili's ears.

"The emperor thinks of Zhao Wuyou." Mu Baili put down the note in his hand, "These days the Xia Clan faction impeached Zhao Wuyou, it is really hopelessly stupid. Every now and then someone calls the emperor to mention Zhao Wuyou's name. , wouldn’t it make the emperor remember him better?”

"The emperor has read the impeachment memorial." Lu Guoan bowed his head.

"Just because I have seen it, the emperor hopes that Zhao Wuyou can stand up and deal with these matters by himself. The Furong Canal and the Ying Canal are dredged. If this matter is not settled, the emperor will be ugly all night. Look at the noise in the court hall, Enough to upset the emperor." As he raised his pen, he wrote down the sentence: This heart is as good as it was before, and I hope that the king's heart is like mine.

As before, that is Zhao Wuyou's signature!

Mu Baili smiled slightly, the wound on the tiger's mouth has not healed yet!

(End of this chapter)