Donggong enchanting: Prime Minister, don't refuse favor

Chapter 289 How about trying?

"Master, it seems that a banquet is being prepared for you outside."

Xiao Yan glanced at Si Ran who was not going to speak, shivered, and then said cautiously.

"What banquet?"

Fu Zhaoge frowned subconsciously. Isn't her dust-cleaning party over long ago?

"It's a royal election banquet hosted by the emperor for his son..."

Xiao Yan glanced at Fu Zhaoge cautiously, then said slowly.

When Fu Zhaoge heard the words, he paused his steps, then his gaze became a little darker, and his lazy voice became a little cooler, "Is he full and has nothing to do? I just abducted Mr. Xiang." If he gets it, he will give this palace to prepare for the emperor selection banquet?"

"master……"

Si Ran and Xiao Yan on the side looked at each other, and then couldn't help but speak out.

"Okay, I know this matter in my heart. It's none of your business, let's go down."

Fu Zhaoge took a deep breath calmly, then raised his eyes to look at the completely dark night, turned around and walked towards the side hall, while thinking about whether he should go to the imperial study first or go to the prime minister's mansion first.

However, before Fu Zhaoge came back to his senses, he suddenly extended a hand to her waist, and hugged her in his arms.

"The prince just said that you will be entangled to the end, and there will be a grand election banquet tomorrow?" In the side hall of the East Palace, Wen Yanya's handsome face was gloomy, and he strangled her delicate jaw, his low and mellow voice carried a bit of coldness, "Fu Zhaoge, are you It's starting to grow, huh?"

"Master Xiang is too serious. My ability has always been used only to tease Master Xiang."

Fu Zhaoge hugged him around his neck, exhaled like silk into Wen Yanya's ear, and smiled like a smile, "Although it's not suitable for the confinement of the palace today, maybe Xiangye likes to fight in blood?"

Hearing this, Wen Yanya's originally gloomy handsome face returned to warmth slightly, but his thin lips were still tightly pressed.

It's just that at this moment Fu Zhaoge realized that Wen Yanya...is not in a wheelchair today...

"How did you get here?"

Fu Zhaoge asked aloud, looking at the handsome and handsome man in front of him.

"Come over the wall." Wen Yanya said honestly.

When Fu Zhaoge heard this answer, he couldn't help raising his eyebrows. This action seemed very familiar...

"What's the matter with the king's election banquet?" Wen Yanya finally calmed down, then suppressed the coldness in his brows, and said slowly.

"I don't know."

Fu Zhaoge was also in a complicated mood, how could he know what kind of trouble the emperor was having so much concern for her all of a sudden.

"What are you going to do?"

After saying that, Wen Yanya gave him a cold look.

"Take it all?"

Fu Zhaoge raised his lips slightly, and then moved a little closer to Wen Yanya, leaning over Wen Yanya's pleasant body with a cold aura.

"you dare."

Wen Yanya slapped Fu Zhaoge in his arms, and even though his movements were huge, he still placed Fu Zhaoge on the couch safely.

"Ordinary women, shouldn't menstruation be uncomfortable?"

Wen Yanya thought for a while, and then couldn't help asking.

But then his eyes fell on Fu Zhaoge's body, looking at him alive and well, still smiling alluringly, and he didn't feel a bit uncomfortable.

"If I'm not feeling well, the soldiers have been fighting for many years, and something has happened long ago."

Fu Zhaoge chuckled, and then hugged Wen Yanya's neck again, his phoenix eyes blinked twice, as if flowing Dan Yingxia, and his idle voice was even more charming and seductive, "Why don't you give it a try, Mr. Xiang?"

(End of this chapter)