Donggong enchanting: Prime Minister, don't refuse favor

Chapter 670 Do you know?

Hearing this, even the emperor couldn't react for a while.

Afterwards, Fu Zhaoge frowned slightly, and then asked, "Where's the master? It's not like he can't see it."

"Yu Baiwei went outside for a walk, and she can't come back for a few days."

Then, the emperor's eyes wandered for a moment, and then he said aloud.

In fact, it was him who was being soft-hearted, and he wanted him to accept the treatment of the miracle doctor he had just found, so he didn't want to tell him right now, lest he still worry from the bottom of his heart, which would affect the treatment.

What I didn't expect was that I thought it was just a fever, but I didn't expect this to be the result.

"Zhaoge, is this Mingcheng's poison?"

The emperor's gaze cooled down slightly, and then he pursed his lips with a complicated expression. He originally thought that Fu Mingcheng had figured it out now, so he trusted him more these days.

But he didn't expect that he took care of himself so diligently, just because of such indiscriminate methods.

"Otherwise, no one can get close to you."

After Fu Zhaoge finished speaking, he looked at the jade bowl beside him as if there was still some unfinished medicine, then he couldn't help getting up and approaching, picked up the jade bowl, and gently moved it with a spoon, and then the eyes in his eyes became more quiet .

"If there was no medicine, the soup for this fever would not be so clear. Presumably, some water was added on purpose to dilute the taste."

Afterwards, Fu Zhaoge put the jade bowl in his hand aside, looked at Fu Zhaoge in a blink of an eye, and then said.

"So it was really him..."

The emperor's eyes darkened, but after a while, he continued, "I didn't tell him when you would come back, and he probably thought you were going to stay in Yue for more than a month, so he dared to be so presumptuous. "

"Then it's better to catch a turtle in a urn."

Fu Zhaoge nodded, a bright smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, his phoenix eyes were shining brightly, but they seemed cold.

After hearing the words, the emperor glanced at Fu Zhaoge, and immediately understood what Fu Zhaoge meant.

"Then this medicine..."

"Since I am the crown prince, I will naturally feed my father this medicine."

Fu Zhaoge raised the corners of his crimson lips calmly, and his phoenix eyes were dotted with complicated and fragmented light.

"Well."

The emperor nodded, but there was a fleeting gleam in his eyes.

For so many years, he and Fu Zhaoge have always had a bad relationship, and now he can finally enjoy the service of his daughter.

Thinking about this, some emperors who had no expectations for this soup suddenly wanted to have a bowl of soup quickly.

"In the future, I will make people prepare in the East Palace, and come with my sons and ministers to serve the emperor with medicine."

Then, Fu Zhaoge continued.

"it is good."

The emperor nodded.

Soon, Fu Zhaoge turned around and left, asking Su Ruoer to prepare some antidote for suffering.

In the evening, Fu Mingcheng also came, and asked his subordinates to walk in front of the emperor with a bowl of medicine in their hands, but he didn't want to always feel that the emperor's eyes on him were so wrong.

However, he pretended to glance casually, but there seemed to be nothing wrong.

"Father, my servant has come to serve you with medicine."

Then, Fu Mingcheng smiled lightly, it seemed that the confinement during that period made Fu Mingcheng restrained, but his eyes still flashed eagerly.

"Zhaoge is back, did you know?"

Afterwards, the emperor didn't respond to these words, but glanced at Fu Mingcheng lightly, and then asked.

(End of this chapter)