Donggong enchanting: Prime Minister, don't refuse favor

Chapter 60
"Master Xiang, this drama of selling one's body to bury one's father is only once today?" Fu Zhaoge couldn't help turning his head to look at Wen Yanya, and asked jokingly.

"It happened in the past, but it didn't stop the car directly like today."

Wen Yanya said methodically, and put the scroll on the coffee table aside.

"Master Xiang is so clean and self-conscious, I am afraid that he has long been the first choice for countless women's husbands."

What Fu Zhaoge said is also true.

Although Wen Yanya has a problem with his legs, but his appearance is hard to find. In addition, he is an upstart with a lot of power, and there is no concubine in his family. Which lady would not think about such a husband candidate.

"Today the crown prince drove away the troubles for the ministers, and in the future, such things will probably be much less." Wen Yanya looked at Fu Zhaoge at the side, with an inexplicable smile on the corner of his mouth.

"In this way, Master Xiang owes me a lot of favors. Except for today, Lian Guantang is also counted as one."

Fu Zhaoge raised his eyebrows, and calmly counted the old accounts, but Wen Yanya didn't say anything else when he heard the words, but a smile flashed across his eyes.

The two were chatting lightly in the carriage, and after a long time, the carriage finally arrived.

But at this time, it seems that it is probably late.

Fu Zhaoge and Wen Yanya got off the carriage slowly, but the guard who was on guard who was about to go up to greet Wen Yanya couldn't help being stunned.

Master Xiang... and His Royal Highness the Crown Prince?
What's the situation?
Could it be that the gossip a few days ago was true?
Master Xiang really has an ambiguous relationship with His Royal Highness the Crown Prince?No, this is obviously an ambiguous relationship.

"Master Xiang, Your Highness the Crown Prince."

The guard who woke up saluted the two first, and the rest of the soldiers also saluted after hearing the salute of the guard in front.

"Be flat."

Fu Zhaoge glanced at the guards, then motioned for Su Ye to push Wen Yanya away.

It wasn't until the three of them reached the front of the hall that Fu Zhaoge said to Su Ye again, "Let me send Xiangye in when you enter the hall."

"Yes." Seeing that Wen Yanya's face remained the same, Su Ye turned his head to answer.

The hall was silent, the ministers did not dare to speak out, and the authority figures above the high positions were even more stern.

This time, as usual, it was about His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, but by the way, he was also on the left.

It didn't take long before everyone heard the voice from the palace outside the palace, "Prince, Prime Minister Zuo entered the palace."

The voice outside the door was exceptionally loud and melodious, lingering in the hall.

Hearing this, all the ministers were relieved and forgot to face the emperor's frightening expression.

When everyone looked out, they saw a dusty man in a moon-white wide-sleeved light shirt sitting in a wheelchair, and a lazy woman in a dark red brocade robe behind her raised her lips and seemed to smile, but she couldn't see the slightest smile in her phoenix eyes.

"The minister and the prince are late, and I hope the emperor will forgive me."

Wen Yanya's dull voice sounded slowly, but there was no fear in his eyes.

"What does the prince have to say?"

Obviously, the emperor did not intend to make things difficult for him, but looked at Fu Zhaoge, who was never late, with a dark face.

There is always a reason for being late every time.

"Your servant should die."

Fu Zhaoge raised his brows lightly, and the corners of his mouth still had a sinister and ostentatious arc.

Seeing that Fu Zhaoge was not even perfunctory this time, the emperor's expression became even more embarrassing.

Who knows, Fu Mingcheng at the side couldn't help taunting Fu Zhaoge, "You're really a womanizer, you can't become a great weapon."

As soon as Fu Mingcheng's words came out, the minister couldn't help feeling a little shivering down his spine. Playing lip service in front of Fu Zhaoge was really seeking his own death.

But the curvature of Fu Zhaoge's mouth became more and more intense, and the black light in his eyes became deeper and deeper, and Wen Yanya on one side had a coldness in his eyes.

(End of this chapter)