Donggong enchanting: Prime Minister, don't refuse favor

Chapter 671 Aren't You Afraid Of Scaring Father?

Hearing the words, Fu Mingcheng's face froze for a moment, and then he smiled at the emperor, "Father, drink the medicine first and then talk."

"I don't want to drink today."

The emperor then said lightly, although he was still weak, but the deterrence was not diminished.

"How can this be done? My father is sick, so I don't want to drink it. Although this medicine is bitter, it must not be stopped." Fu Mingcheng smiled, then sat beside the dragon couch, and scooped it up. The decoction in his hand was prepared and delivered to the emperor's mouth.

However, before it progressed, there was a sound outside.

"Why, how did the eldest prince rob me of this palace?"

Hearing this, Fu Mingcheng's eyelids twitched, he naturally knew who was back.

"Zhaoge, Brother Huang is helping you again. Why did you come to see Emperor Father just after you came back?"

Then, Fu Mingcheng smiled kindly.

Isn't she always the most disdainful of such things?
Now that I say this, isn't it because I am afraid that I will be favored by the emperor now, so I am in a hurry?

Thinking of this, Fu Mingcheng couldn't help but flashed a smug look in his eyes.

And Fu Zhaoge naturally didn't miss this smugness, and then he just laughed softly, "After all, my father only has one prince like this palace, since my father values ​​me so much, it is natural that it would be more sincere for me to serve you personally. .”

Hearing this, Fu Mingcheng's complexion was ugly, and his eyes were slightly cloudy.

So what if it's the prince now, in the future I don't know who it is.

Don't get complacent too early.

"But this medicine has always been fed by the emperor..."

Then, Fu Mingcheng looked embarrassed, and glanced at the emperor, hoping that the emperor could say something.

But he didn't think that the emperor didn't say anything, and even lowered his head, just entertaining himself.

"Really? If the eldest prince said so, wouldn't it mean that once I am the crown prince, no matter how unsuitable I am in the future, I will have to be the crown prince."

Then the smile on the corner of Fu Zhaoge's mouth became more intense, but the phoenix eyes flashed with an incomprehensible light.

Hearing this, Fu Mingcheng's face was a little stiff, and then he smiled, "Zhaoge is the god of war in my southern country, so how could it be inappropriate."

Naturally, Fu Mingcheng would not be so stupid as to answer, after all, if he really came according to the plan in the future, wouldn't he slap himself in the face.

When the time comes, if Fu Mingcheng fights himself to the death, won't he be upset because of it.

It has to be said that although Fu Mingcheng behaved introverted and kept his ambitions in his heart, he still didn't change his mind in any way.

Fu Zhaoge chuckled lightly, then picked up the medicine in Rao Cun's hand, walked to the emperor's body slowly, and then sat on the other side.

"Father, this medicine is specially added by this palace as a tonic, so it can heal faster."

Fu Zhaoge chuckled softly, and the smile on the corners of his crimson lips was even more intense.

Hearing the words, the emperor nodded, and then let Fu Zhaoge feed the medicine, but his brows and eyes were stretched with a smile.

Seeing this, Fu Mingcheng couldn't help but feel that he was the most redundant among them, and his face turned ugly.

Then he couldn't help gritting his teeth, and in the blink of an eye, he glanced at Rao Cun, who looked a little creepy.

"Zhaoge, your subordinates are becoming more and more mysterious now, so you are not afraid of scaring the father? After all, the father is suffering from an illness."

Fu Mingcheng said sarcastically.

After that, it was not Fu Zhaoge who spoke first, but Rao Cun who was beside him.

"The eldest prince is too worried. His subordinates are ugly. If he takes off his mask, he might really scare the emperor."

(End of this chapter)