Donggong enchanting: Prime Minister, don't refuse favor

Chapter 825

It is said that if Ye Junpu is not moved, it is a lie.

"Aunt Luo Xi is as proud as Uncle Jun Pu, but right now, haven't you already removed the scales for each other?"

Then Fu Zhaoge's crimson lips hooked slightly, and seeing Ye Junpu pursed his lips in front of him, he naturally understood from the bottom of his heart that Ye Junpu was beginning to waver right now.

"Zhaoge, I..."

Ye Junpu's voice was slightly hoarse, and he hesitated to speak.

He never wanted to be with Luo Xi, but this...

Is Luo Xi really willing?
I still feel that I have been with her for so long, so I can't make up my mind.

"Some things, if you think about it carefully, you will always be clear."

Afterwards, Fu Zhaoge didn't force him, but just left a sentence to let Ye Junpu think about it.

"Well, Zhaoge, I understand what you mean."

Afterwards, Ye Junpu looked up at Fu Zhaoge, also smiled lightly, turned around and left when he said goodbye, "I will think about it carefully, then I'll go first, Zhaoge, take good care of your body, then even No matter how big the country’s affairs are.”

"okay."

Fu Zhaoge nodded, but after Ye Junpu left, Fu Zhaoge put the memorial he had originally picked up on the table this time, and his phoenix eyes became deeper and deeper.

Feng Jing?
Afterwards, Fu Zhaoge suppressed the deep meaning in his eyes, and couldn't help but raise the corners of his crimson lips, which seemed to have a hint of evil.

And after noon, Feng Jing really came to the southern country.

This time, instead of wearing a mask, the evildoer's face was delicate and clear, and everyone was even more surprised to find that this Priest Feng Jing looked quite similar to His Majesty.

Not long after, Feng Jing was led to the imperial study.

Seeing Fu Zhaoge sitting on the chair, reviewing the memorial in his hand, with enchanting and exquisite eyebrows and eyes, but not less cold, Feng Jing couldn't help curling her lips, and looked at the scene in front of her with a smile.

"It's been so long and you haven't made a sound?"

After a long time, Fu Zhaoge said slowly.

"Zhaoge knows I'm coming."

Feng Jing's words were very certain, and Fu Zhaoge then raised his phoenix eyes halfway, and gently looked into his eyes.

Indeed, when Feng Jing first entered the door, she noticed it, but she didn't mean to say hello.

"The Supreme Emperor is not here today. If you are looking for him, go to Chu Nan's Siyao Yuan to look for it."

Then, Fu Zhaoge's lazy voice sounded again.

"Not only looking for him, but also looking for you."

After finishing speaking, Feng Jing asked aloud, "Is... is Mr. Xiang okay?"

Hearing the words, Fu Zhaoge's eyes turned away, and he said indifferently, "Fortunately, if you survive a catastrophe, you will have good fortune."

Hearing this, Feng Jing pursed her lips, and after a long time, said again, "Sorry, Zhaoge."

Fu Zhaoge didn't seem to be moving at all, but there was a faint ripple at the bottom of his phoenix eyes, "He's fine, it's just...Busi San hasn't fully healed yet."

"Is that so..."

After Feng Jing finished speaking, she suddenly fell into a condensed silence.

"Are you planning to return to Vietnam?"

Then, Fu Zhaoge looked up at Feng Jing and asked.

"I don't know, Master Yunyou, I don't see him once a year, it seems to be the same wherever I want to go."

"Then it's better to stay in the southern country."

After finishing speaking, Fu Zhaoge lowered his head, and then reviewed the memorial.

When Feng Jing heard the words, she was slightly stunned, and then said with a smile, "If Zhaoge is willing, brother also wants to accompany Zhaoge."

Hearing this, Fu Zhaoge's eyes flickered slightly.

(End of this chapter)