Donggong enchanting: Prime Minister, don't refuse favor

Chapter 48 On the Boyfriend
Seeing Su Qianxin leaving in a daze, Su Fuxiang did not dare to leave Su Qianxin for half a step, but just followed Su Qianxin's side, steadied herself tightly, and gave Fu Chongyan a last look unwillingly.

It wasn't until Su Qianxin disappeared like a human being that Fu Zhaoge set his sights on Fu Chongyan.

Before Fu Zhaoge could speak, Fu Chongyan bent down slightly, put his arms around Fu Zhaoge's waist, and rubbed his chin clearly against Fu Zhaoge's neck. The Qingyue voice was mixed with some coquettish meaning, "Sister Huang, you are so kind."

Seeing this, Fu Zhaoge frowned for a moment, unable to accept the enthusiasm Fu Chongyan had shown over the years.

Afterwards, Fu Zhaoge smiled instead, and rubbed Fu Chongyan's head with plain hands, his lazy voice mixed with meaningful teasing, "Chongyan, sister Huang actually doesn't completely object to you."

After the words fell, Fu Chongyan's face became embarrassed, and Qingjun's face was darkened.

"The Queen."

Fu Chongyan let go of his hand, and stopped him slightly displeased.

"It's useless for you to be called Huangjie. Among all the princes, you are the only one with the most masculine and feminine appearance. Speaking of which, I can't figure it out. How did Su Fuxiang fall in love with you? Is it true that a man who is good-looking himself is not ashamed at all?"

Fu Zhaoge raised his eyebrows, completely ignoring Fu Chongyan's meager threat.

After finishing speaking, Fu Chongyan had a cold face at first, but then he smiled playfully at Fu Zhaoge, "According to what Huang Jie said, I am afraid that Chongyan will never be able to marry a wife in this life."

Hearing this, Fu Zhaoge couldn't help raising his eyebrows.

"After all, this woman who is prettier than me is already my imperial sister."

Fu Chongyan thought for a while, since he couldn't beat and scold him, he could only be soft.

"You are wrong, even if you are not my emperor's younger brother, I would not fall in love with such a delicate and good-looking man."

Fu Zhaoge sneered, not giving Fu Chongyan any face.

"Sister Huang, you are biased. You look at that left-hander, who looks more delicate than me, and I don't see Miss Huang insulting him like this."

Fu Chongyan frowned, recalling Wen Yanya's appearance in his mind, and felt that Fu Zhaoge was partial.

It's obvious that there is a left prime minister, forgetting about the emperor's younger brother.

In fact, Fu Chongyan felt from a young age that the person he would marry in the future must be his elder sister Fu Zhaoge who grew up like a porcelain doll. After all, the mother and queen belonged to the father, so he could only marry his elder sister.

But after being beaten up by Fu Zhaoge, the eight-year-old Fu Chongyan changed his view of the world.

In fact, Miss Xiaoshui from Qiao Shangshu's house next door is also pretty good.

However, Fu Chongyan's emotions have always been twists and turns.Not long after, Qiao Xiaoshui, whom Fu Chongyan had been thinking of, couldn't resist the temptation of a candied gourd, and finally succeeded in holding hands with Zhang Huaichu, the dead child of Zhang Shilang's family.

Today, Fu Chongyan has also been to the full moon banquet for the children of Qiao Zhang's family.

When Fu Chongyan recovered from the sad love history, Fu Zhaoge smiled again, "Chongyan, a man depends on his ability. The left minister is indeed very handsome, but who in the civil and military court dare to say Zuo Xiang is a little boy."

Without waiting for Fu Chongyan to refute, Fu Zhaoge continued, "Look at you, if you lose your status as a prince, Fu Chongyan, what else can you do besides being a servant in the Baiyu Pavilion?"

"I know both civil and military skills."

Fu Chongyan argued weakly.

"Oh? But you tell me, the civil and military ministers of the Manchu Dynasty, which civil servants can you compare with in writing, and which military officials can you compare with in martial arts?"

Fu Zhaoge's light words immediately put heavy pressure on Fu Chongyan.

(End of this chapter)