Donggong enchanting: Prime Minister, don't refuse favor

Chapter 7 No Successor
Today's Fu Zhaoge, compared to yesterday's Wenchi, looks a little more aggressive.She was dressed in a dark red court phoenix brocade robe, her slightly slanted phoenix eyes were cold, and the corners of her mouth were slightly raised in a casual arc, not to mention a smile.

Everywhere reveals the meaning of publicity and wantonness.

Seeing this, everyone kept silent.

"My son-in-law pays respects to his father."

Fu Zhaoge strolled to the front like a leisurely stroll, and never looked at Wen Yanya from the corner of his eye. He just bowed his hands slowly, and then straightened his back, showing dignity in his demeanor.

Wen Yanya knew that Fu Zhaoge didn't look at him with his eyes, and his face didn't reveal the slightest bit of displeasure, but inadvertently, there was a hint of deep meaning in his eyes.

"If the prince hasn't adjusted well, he can go back to his private residence to recuperate."

The emperor inadvertently showed the power of heaven, and there was a chill in his words, but although the courtiers shrank their heads in fear, Fu Zhaoge still looked calm and idle.

Wen Yanya glanced at the father and daughter's secret rivalry, and the faint light in his black eyes flickered for a moment.

"Thank you, Royal Father. Today is the first day I return to court. You must show your face. Otherwise, I will be accused of being unfilial."

Unexpectedly, Fu Zhaoge sneered, and then said casually.

Suddenly, the emperor's face darkened with embarrassment, but Wen Yanya quietly provoked an imperceptible arc, which disappeared in a moment.

Before the emperor could speak, Fu Zhaoge turned around and glanced at the courtiers.And when the courtiers were indifferently looked at by Fu Zhaoge, they trembled unconsciously.

Fortunately, they have never underestimated the prince who returned to court in class.

"It's been three years, it seems that there are many new ministers, and many courtiers have left." Fu Zhaoge raised his eyebrows halfway, and then said in an unclear way.

"Master on the left, this wheelchair looks pretty good."

Suddenly, Fu Zhaoge looked at Wen Yanya, and then he couldn't help curling his lips, and his phoenix eyes burst into a dazzling light.

Wen Yanya was still suspicious that she had pretended to ignore him just now, why she greeted him suddenly, but after Fu Zhaoge finished speaking, Wen Yanya abandoned her thoughts, and her eyes like ancient wells without waves passed far away, warm and cool The voice sounded, "If the prince likes it, I can give one to the prince."

It can be said that everyone was terrified when they heard it, and the conversation between these two people was really incomprehensible.

"If Royal Father agrees that Bengong can also sit in a wheelchair in the court hall, that's a good idea, it's very interesting."

Fu Zhaoge looked lazily at Wen Yanya, her phoenix eyes fluttered with a casual smile, and her joking words were full of idleness.

The courtiers were all startled, and their eyelids twitched suddenly. The prince really thought he had courage and insight.

But the emperor had a dark face, resisting the urge to yell, and said with gloomy eyes, "If the prince is paralyzed all over, I will consider it."

"If the son and minister are paralyzed, there will be no successors for the father." Fu Zhaoge was not moved, but smiled fearlessly.When the words fell, the courtiers gasped for air-conditioning, and the hall fell into a condensed and indifferent atmosphere.

Seeing that the emperor didn't love Fu Zhaoge, he thought that the emperor would be furious because of this, but he didn't expect that the emperor just looked embarrassed and nothing else.

It is really impossible to guess what the father and daughter are thinking.

"The prince really deserves to be the crown prince chosen by me." Except for her, no one dared to talk back to him like that.

The emperor's eyes were gloomy, but then he seemed to think of something from the past, so he didn't talk about it anymore.

(End of this chapter)