Donggong enchanting: Prime Minister, don't refuse favor

Chapter 611 Going to the Imperial Capital Together
And to the second day.

After Fu Zhaoge got up, he went to the wing room after finishing his breakfast, and knocked lightly on Bei Mingheng's door.

"Who?"

Bei Mingheng's voice sounded out slowly.

When Fu Zhaoge heard the words, he raised his eyebrows slightly, and then said, "I am."

"come in."

Bei Mingheng came back to his senses and said, then looked at his injured hand, his eyes were full of complicated meanings.

"Ah."

Fu Zhaoge nodded, pushed the door open, and walked in.

"Prince, this injury is...who helped me treat it?"

Bei Mingheng looked at his hand, and felt that his tendons had been broken, but his heart was completely desperate.

But I didn't expect that when I looked at it today, the tendons still seemed to feel a little bit, although the pain was strong.

"This palace treated Beiming divine doctor."

After Fu Zhaoge finished speaking, he chuckled lightly, and then sat down on the seat at one side slowly, his phoenix eyes were half raised, and then the corners of his mouth were playful, "Bengong originally wanted to ask the miraculous doctor to help me cure the disease." illness, but I didn't expect that this palace could still suffer a lot."

As soon as these words came out, Bei Mingheng's original goodwill for Fu Zhaoge suddenly decreased, and then the corner of his mouth twitched involuntarily.

This little girl doesn't know how to say good things, if she can't figure it out, she will bow down at her feet, and it will be easy to talk about the healing in the future.

"Caomin thank you, Prince."

Bei Mingheng continued.

"You're welcome, it's just that if I let you let your hand go to waste like this, then the recovery of my heart disease will indeed be delayed." Fu Zhaoge chuckled lightly, and then said calmly.

Hearing this, Bei Mingheng couldn't help taking a deep breath, and then said expressionlessly, "That's the grassroots that the prince rescued, and the grassroots promised His Highness, and the grassroots will definitely cure His Highness's heart disease." Yes, right now I won’t break my promise.”

"It's fine here."

Fu Zhaoge bent his lips, and then said slowly, "It's just that, in a few days, I will be leaving for the imperial capital, and I hope that the genius doctor will go to the imperial capital with me."

Hearing this, Bei Mingheng pondered for a moment, but then he didn't refuse, just nodded, "Okay."

Besides, if he couldn't say it, maybe Fu Zhaoge would dare to tie him up directly.

At this time, the acquaintance point still saved some face for myself.

"In that case, I will go out of the mansion first, old man, take a good rest."

After speaking, Fu Zhaoge got up and walked out.

As for this, Bei Mingheng's eyelids twitched. If he could beat Fu Zhaoge, it probably wouldn't be such a simple solution.

However, this time, I really want to thank her.

If it wasn't for her, I don't know if I might not have just lost one hand, and it would be more likely to die at the hands of that lunatic.

But now that he is in Fu Zhaoge and Wen Yanya's residence, he can recover from his injuries in peace.

But Bei Mingheng didn't know that at this time, Fu Zhaoge was planning to go to the City Lord's Mansion again precisely because of Chen Guang's matter.

Walking to the gate of Wen's Mansion, Fu Zhaoge lightly jumped into the carriage that had been waiting for a long time, then pulled the curtain of the carriage, and slightly raised his lips.

"Master Xiang, I've been waiting for a long time."

Hearing this, Wen Yanya acted as if he had just discovered Fu Zhaoge's arrival, and looked up at Fu Zhaoge lightly, then put the bamboo slip in his hand aside.

(End of this chapter)