Donggong enchanting: Prime Minister, don't refuse favor

Chapter 669

"You killed people?"

Fu Zhaoge was also unambiguous and asked directly.

"Yes."

Rao Cun's eyes flashed, but he told the truth.

"Why did you kill him?"

Fu Zhaoge flipped through the bamboo slips in his hand, but his tone was still calm and idle, without any anger.

"Because he hindered the master."

Rao Cun glanced at Fu Zhaoge, and his words were still the same as usual.

Fu Zhaoge raised his eyebrows slightly, then couldn't help raising his eyes to look at Rao Cun.

If this was an ordinary master, he would have been speechless for such a single-minded subordinate.

"Rao Cun, if you continue to behave like this in the future, you will definitely ruin the affairs of this palace."

Then, Fu Zhaoge said slowly.

"Master, subordinate..."

Rao Cun pursed her lips, it wasn't her intention at the moment, but she always thought that people who shouldn't be left should be dealt with.

And that Wen Yechen is obviously not allowed to stay, and he wants to attack the master again and again, so naturally he can't be regarded as the one who should stay.

"In the future, I don't want to see Rao Cun and you will act on your own again."

Fu Zhaoge leaned his head, then lowered his head and said slowly.

"Yes."

Rao Cun nodded.

"It's done. However, this incident can't be regarded as your bad thing. I also have plans to let one of you clean him up."

Fu Zhaoge then raised his lips, not intending to blame Raocun.

Many of her subordinates also lost their lives. As for people like Wen Yechen, she never claimed that she and the people around her were good people, so how could she blame Raocun.

After that, Rao Cun nodded, turned and left.

Soon, someone outside summoned Fu Zhaoge to the emperor's palace.

Not long after, Fu Zhaoge came to the emperor's bedroom, and saw that the emperor was lying on the dragon couch with a sick face.

"My son has seen his father."

Fu Zhaoge bowed slightly to the emperor, his phoenix eyes seemed to be unaffected by any ripples, without fluctuations, but he glanced at the emperor inadvertently, and then his eyes became slightly clear.

"Get up."

The emperor raised his eyes alternately, as if he was weak, and then he was busy getting up again.

Seeing this, Fu Zhaoge's eyes darkened slightly, and he stepped forward, then sat beside the dragon couch, helped the emperor up, and then pressed a pillow behind him.

"Zhaoge, you're back."

The emperor then said with a kind smile, Yuemo was in poor health, so he was weak when he spoke.

Hearing this, Fu Zhaoge's eyes darkened, and after a soft reply, he raised the emperor's hand and began to diagnose.

No matter how serious the fever is, the imperial physician should not be a vegetarian.

So, how could it still look so serious even today.

But it didn't take long for Fu Zhaoge's phoenix eyes to cool down slowly, then he raised his eyes to look at the emperor, and asked aloud, "Who prepared the meal for the emperor, and who passed through it?"

"It's all prepared by Lao Lu for me." After finishing speaking, the emperor added, "Ming Cheng will come here every day to feed me medicine."

"Father, you are going back as you live, can't you see this trick?"

Fu Zhaoge then put the emperor's hand back, and said in a leisurely manner.

Hearing this, the emperor's expression became even more ugly.

I have become so sick, this bastard is still so cynical.

"The symptoms are like a fever, but it's actually a chronic poison. But it won't take long. If the emperor continues to eat it, his body will definitely wear down slowly."

　PS: good evening

　　
　
(End of this chapter)