Chapter 368 Going to the Barracks

Hearing this, Fu Zhaoge raised his eyebrows involuntarily, and then said amusedly, "Could it be that Xiangye thinks that the emperor is the mastermind and this palace is the accomplice?"

"Isn't it?"

Wen Yanya's dull and melodious voice seemed to be a question, but Fu Zhaoge didn't see any look of doubt on Wen Yanya's face, and his deep eyes were even more indifferent.

"What Xiangye says is what he says, but...how does Xiangye want to punish me?"

Then the smile on the corner of Fu Zhaoge's mouth became even more wicked, his phoenix eyes dazzled, his bare hands climbed onto Wen Yanya's chest, and his slender, white fingers slowly circled Wen Yanya's body.

But it wasn't long before Wen Yanya took Fu Zhaoge's bad hand with one hand, and then his eyes darkened slightly, "Fu Zhaoge, before your wound heals, the truth will not touch you."

When Fu Zhaoge heard this, he couldn't help raising his eyebrows, but was silent for a while, and then he couldn't help laughing, "Master Xiang is trying to suppress himself."

"If you don't mess around, the truth is fine."

Wen Yanya adjusted his breathing slowly, suppressing his thoughts, but his cool and indifferent voice was still a little hoarse.

Seeing Wen Yanya's indifferent face, Fu Zhaoge couldn't help sighing a little.

Although she is the one who wants to get away first every time she has a good time, but looking at Xiangye's brows and eyes like a banished fairy, she really wants to see his ferocious other appearance.

Afterwards, Wen Yanya really managed not to touch Fu Zhaoge at all, even if Fu Zhaoge was allowed to tease her, he would take a cold bath at most, but he still didn't mean to touch her.

Then, within half a month, Fu Zhaoge and Wen Yanya prepared to go to the military camp in the imperial capital together.

At this time, Fu Zhaoge had already changed into a new outfit, with three thousand black hair and high beams, his heroic appearance showed his indistinguishable beauty, and he was dressed in red clothes and soft armor, which added to his natural majesty. , especially a pair of soul-stirring phoenix eyes, still lingering with a faint smile, and the corners of the crimson lips inadvertently carried a trace of evil.

But Wen Yanya next to him was still the same, wearing a moon-white light shirt like a banished fairy, the moonlight between his brows and eyes, his bright black eyes were deep and deep, and there was a warm but alienated atmosphere around him.

At this time, Fu Zhaoge and Wen Yanya's outfits were obviously the most incompatible, but they were surprisingly eye-catching.

"His Royal Highness, Prime Minister."

The soldiers on the side came to salute one after another.

"Free gift"

Fu Zhaoge twitched his lips slightly, and then said casually, but his lazy and seductive voice was a little clearer.

This is for the barracks, the minimum respect.

"Prince, your forehead..."

Seeing the unhealed scar on Fu Zhaoge's head, the soldiers couldn't help but stare. There are still people who dare to slap His Highness the Crown Prince. Are they really desperate?

"No problem."

Fu Zhaoge chuckled lightly, he was not impatient after being questioned for so many days.

"Then... His Royal Highness and the Prime Minister, please come in."

Afterwards, the general glanced at Wen Yanya without leaving a trace, and was amazed at Wen Yanya's appearance.

Originally, I heard that Master Xiang's face was outstanding, and the general thought that he should be inferior to His Highness the Crown Prince, but after looking at it today, this face is clear and handsome, but it can't be said that he lost to His Highness the Crown Prince.

However, what the general is even more curious about now is that Xiangye's legs are so inexplicably healed.

 PS: There is still one chapter left~
  
 
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