Donggong enchanting: Prime Minister, don't refuse favor

Chapter 138
Seeing that Fu Zhaoge was not afraid at all, a look of helplessness flashed across Wen Yanya's eyes.

"The prince is rational and considers his own body first."

If it wasn't for her weak body today, he was still afraid that something would happen to her, otherwise, he might not be able to resist wanting her today.

"I still like Wen Meiren to call me Fu Zhaoge."

Fu Zhaoge raised his lips, and a playfulness flashed in his eyes.

When Wen Yanya saw that the person who was still in the cold pool so lonely and embarrassing that he felt sorry for him had returned to normal, a softness flashed in his eyes.

"The minister will keep the courtesy of the emperor and his ministers."

Wen Yanya's calm and composed voice sounded slowly.

But when Fu Zhaoge heard the words, he couldn't help raising his eyebrows lightly. He was having a heated affair with him just now, but now he can still speak seriously about the courtesy of a monarch and his ministers.

"Then Xiangye will sleep with me for a while."

Fu Zhaoge yawned, but Wen Yanya carefully saw the bruises in Fu Zhaoge's eyes, and couldn't help but lower his eyes slightly, and then let Fu Zhaoge put his arms around his strong waist, and fell asleep in his arms.

When Fu Zhaoge's breathing calmed down, the soft light in Wen Yanya's eyes became more and more obvious, and then a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he closed his eyes again.

Su Ye outside the door frowned tightly, unwilling to hear this very much, but then unconsciously and wantonly looked at each other, and they both silently retreated from the wing room for a while.

They don't want to hear it either, but the hearing of martial arts practitioners is really infuriating.

The next day, Fu Zhaoge originally wanted to leave for the imperial capital, but Wen Yanya told her indifferently that he would take another three days off for her to recover his spirit first.

Hearing this, Fu Zhaoge subconsciously raised his eyebrows, but then he didn't have much to say.

Right now, spending three days alone with Wen Yanya is better than looking at a group of weak-tempered but arrogant people in the court.

Therefore, Fu Zhaoge was quite comfortable hanging around with Wen Yanya every day, in the name of promoting relationship.

However, on the afternoon of the second day, Wen Yanya had to sit in a wheelchair and accompany Fu Zhaoge to visit the entire Yunxiao Bank.

"Master Xiang, the Su family didn't do anything, did they?"

Fu Zhaoge suddenly thought of the unresolved disaster again, and his phoenix eyes suddenly turned cold.

"No. However, the prince remembers to pay attention to Fu Mingcheng these few days."

There was a dark light in Wen Yanya's eyes, and he said slowly.

"Oh? He is persistent."

Fu Zhaoge snorted softly, his lazy and provocative voice seemed particularly careless, and his phoenix eyes were idle and slightly raised, but they were particularly soul-stirring.

"He intends to stand on the same line with the Su family, but the Su family is still a little vacillating."

A trace of thought appeared in Wen Yanya's eyes, and he continued.

The Su family is a bit out of their minds, but the Su family also understands that if Yu Fu Mingcheng stands on the front line, they will be completely hostile to Fu Zhaoge.

Which of the two is more important, the Su family is not too stupid.

Fu Zhaoge is the crown prince hand-picked by the emperor, but Fu Mingcheng is not always the case. Even without Fu Zhaoge, the emperor might choose Fu Chongyan, but he would not choose Fu Mingcheng.

After all, although Fu Chongyan seems to have the wrong orientation, the emperor has a lot of ways to let Fu Chongyan have sex with women. As far as Fu Mingcheng is concerned, apart from his inability to govern the country, Fu Mingcheng probably has the potential to be a fool.

As the king of a country, how could the emperor hope that his grand plan and hegemony would be destroyed in one go.

"The Su family is well-informed, but unfortunately, this palace has always kept a clear line between public and private."

Fu Zhaoge picked up his lips, casually picked up a cup, and took a sip of the tea.

　PS: I'm tired of sweetness, I'll make a date with you next time ~ good night.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)