Donggong enchanting: Prime Minister, don't refuse favor

Chapter 612
"Ah."

Wen Yanya responded lightly, but in fact, before Fu Zhaoge came, when Wen Yanya held the bamboo slip in his hand, he had already lost his mind to read it again.

"Su Ye, go to the City Lord's Mansion."

Fu Zhaoge turned his head and said to the groom and Su Ye who were driving outside.

"Yes."

Su Ye nodded, then raised his whip, and Pochen left.

Seeing this, Fu Zhaoge then saw that Wen Yanya's clear eyebrows remained as dull as before, but seemed to have added a little shade.

"Master Xiang, what's the matter?"

Fu Zhaoge raised his red lips lightly, then raised his eyebrows and asked.

When Wen Yanya heard the words, he stared at Fu Zhaoge for a long time, then suddenly stretched out his hand, and pulled Fu Zhaoge into his arms, then looked down at the person in his arms, and his warm voice became even more chilling, "The prince is not here yet. Do you know? I got the news that the regent of Juliang actually sent a male pet to the palace. Now, it is said that the palace has no place to house these male pets, so they can only be placed in the outer courtyard of the East Palace."

"what?"

Fu Zhaoge's phoenix eyes also dissipated the smile, but not long after, seeing the man in front of him pursing his thin lips, he suddenly felt inexplicably happy, and the corners of his crimson lips provoked a touch of soul-stirring, "Perhaps Father, are you jealous again?"

"Can't the prince see it?"

Wen Yanya's black eyes darkened even more, and there was some danger in his words.

But he just fell in love with this woman.

If Fu Zhaoge was an ordinary woman, how could he be displeased by such a thing.

"Master Xiang, don't worry, I am a person from the beginning to the end."

After Fu Zhaoge finished speaking, he stretched out his hand and hugged Wen Yanya's neck, the playfulness in his eyes couldn't be concealed, making it even more sparkling.

Hearing this, Wen Yanya clasped the waist of the man in his arms, and his voice was a little hoarse.

"Fu Zhaoge, I'm really afraid that next time I encounter this kind of situation, I can't help but send someone to kill them directly."

Wen Yanya's words were all mixed with a chilling meaning, but Fu Zhaoge's smile was even brighter.

"Well, then this palace is better than leisure." Fu Zhaoge chuckled.

Hearing this, Wen Yanya slowly suppressed the coldness in his eyes, and then the restraint on his hands became softer.

"Fu Zhaoge, I can't wait to marry you."

Wen Yanya looked down at the person in his arms, and the tenderness in his eyes became more intense.

As for this, Fu Zhaoge was slightly stunned, but then his phoenix eyes slightly turned up, and his lips curled into a smile.

"Fortunately, Mr. Xiang."

Fu Zhaoge knew that Wen Yanya's forbearance was all for the sake of his better enthronement and becoming emperor.

In fact, Wen Yanya had to shoulder a lot of responsibilities when he ascended the throne and became emperor himself.

Wen Yanya's slender jade-like index finger lingers on Fu Zhaoge's hair, and a seductive look emerges between Qingjun's brows and eyes, and her black eyes reflect her in front of her, "Indeed, but on the wedding day, what should be recovered is still No less."

Fu Zhaoge couldn't help raising his eyes to look at Wen Yanya in front of him, but he saw that Wen Yanya's black eyes became deeper and clearer, as if swallowing her like medicine.

"The Palace welcomes you."

Fu Zhaoge slightly hooked the corners of his lips, then stood up slightly, and then hugged Wen Yanya's neck tightly, the corners of his mouth became even more radiant.

Seeing this, Wen Yanya remained silent, his brows and eyes were still calm, but the corners of his mouth could not help but curl into a faint smile.

(End of this chapter)