Donggong enchanting: Prime Minister, don't refuse favor

Chapter 12
"Fu Zhaoge, what exactly do you want?"

Wen Yanya murmured indifferently and calmly, there seemed to be a surge in the bottom of the black ink eyes, but covered by the bright light, the depth was bottomless.

Wen Yanya did not feel disgusted by Fu Zhaoge's almost obsessive 'presence', and even became curious about her intentional approach.

Wen Yanya was really surprised by his abnormal behavior, but right now he didn't reject it.

However, since she wants to get something out of her bag, he might as well go along with the flow and get to know this person well...

But at that time, the East Palace was still lit.

"Master, the Zhou Palace has already taken care of it."

A woman in gray-blue clothes came respectfully, while the woman lying on the couch raised a thin eye slit, showing a faint chill.

"Wonderful, what about the news I asked you to check?"

Fu Zhaoge's black hair hangs down, tied up by a crown of jade, lingering on the couch like a fine brocade satin, his jade face trimmed, his dark red robe loosely draped over his body, and the half-open jade shoulder on one side is vaguely visible. When this provocative voice with unknown meaning sounds, it is hard to think of the seductive scarlet color.

"Master, the clue is broken in the country of Yue."

said respectfully.

"Vietnamese?"

Fu Zhaoge frowned and remained silent for a long time. After regaining consciousness for a moment, he said leisurely, "Continue to investigate, but in the past few days, I want you to investigate the details of Zuoxiang again."

"Wen Yanya?"

He blurted out recklessly, but when Fu Zhaoge's quiet eyes swept over, he realized his slip of the tongue, and immediately lowered his head.

"It's him."

The corners of Fu Zhaoge's mouth slightly raised an arc, and then he sat up on the couch, resting his head with one hand, leaning lightly against the railing of the couch.

He didn't say anything, but he could tell that when Wen Yanya was mentioned, Fu Zhaoge seemed in a good mood.

"Wuran, you are my subordinate, you have been my subordinate for so many years, you don't have to be like a frightened bird."

Fu Zhaoge glanced at the youthful and mature recklessness, and said.

"Yes."

"Who is guarding the soldiers and horses on the border of the Yue Kingdom?" Fu Zhaoge was silent for a moment, his phoenix eyes were slightly raised, and the waves shone brightly and darkly gathered.

"It is led by General Qian Yangfeng, who was single-handedly selected by Prime Minister Zuo."

What he said recklessly was cryptic, but Fu Zhaoge understood it clearly.

"Oh?"

Fu Zhaoge raised his eyebrows, the smile on the corner of his mouth became more and more intense, but the bottomless quiet eyes seemed to be thinking about something.

"Half of the current power of the imperial court has actually surrendered to the banner of Prime Minister Zuo already." Said recklessly and respectfully.

Although Prime Minister Zuo's legs were so weak that he couldn't stand upright, no one in the Southern Kingdom disrespected him, and no one was full of praise.

If you are good at governing the country and use people's strategies, even if you can't fight, you can attack the world.

"Master, His Royal Highness seems to have been trying to curry favor with the Prime Minister recently." He frowned recklessly. His Royal Highness was in a mediocre regime. He spent all day looking for flowers and flowers, but his ambition was not small, and he actually wanted to compete with his master.

"Is this the same old way of giving jewels and silks to beauties?"

Fu Zhaoge said playfully, Fu Mingcheng is really not discouraged.

"Well, but the Xiangfu seems to have only shut the door."

He took a deep breath calmly, who didn't know that Prime Minister Zuo didn't like crowds. As a result, Fu Mingcheng sent more than 20 concubines there. Fu Mingcheng was also turned away.

"Master Xiang's temperament is really pleasing."

Fu Zhaoge chuckled, but Si Ran didn't know whether it was ridicule or appreciation.

Seeing that Siran was still bowing his head respectfully and remaining silent as usual, Fu Zhaoge couldn't help but suppress his smile, waved impatiently, and said, "Forget it, you go down."

(End of this chapter)