Donggong enchanting: Prime Minister, don't refuse favor

Chapter 833 Destined To Die Without Resting His Eyes

But right now, Mu Chang Yuan's complexion is already so ugly that he might not be able to fool him.

It's just that Mu Changyuan had no idea that afterward, Mu Changyuan calmed down the coldness, and then walked to Fu Zhaoge's side, seeing Fu Zhaoge's lazy and enchanting sleeping face, his eyes flickered, and then he asked, "Just now, did they bother you?"

As soon as this sentence was asked, the other women turned pale.

It was obvious that Mu Changyuan didn't care about what he did here at all, he was only worried about whether he would hinder Fu Zhaoge and make Fu Zhaoge noisy.

"In the entire mansion, apart from the regent, who else can quarrel with me in an open and honest manner?"

Afterwards, Fu Zhaoge slowly opened his phoenix eyes. The coldness in the eyes made Mu Changyuan purse his lips. The anger was removed from the bottom of his heart, but no other emotions.

"Your Majesty is joking."

Then, Mu Changyuan said slowly.

At this time, everyone saw Fu Zhaoge slowly getting up, revealing that exquisite and enchanting face, bright and lively, with Dan Yingxia in his brows and eyes, even more shining, making people gasp.

This is the alluring beauty of the Southern Kingdom empress in the legend.

It was indeed as the rumors said.

And when Zhang Yaner saw Mu Changyuan's eagle eyes in front of her, she just stared at Fu Zhaoge. Although it was not affectionate, it was enough to drive her crazy.

In the past, I have never seen the prince look at a woman like this.

Although, this woman is Fu Zhaoge, the empress of the Southern Kingdom.

"It's almost time for lunch, how about I come with His Majesty?"

Then, Mu Changyuan asked aloud.

"I don't have the habit of eating with other people."

After finishing speaking, Fu Zhaoge got up and went back to the attic. Seeing this, Mu Changyuan couldn't help clenching his fists, but then he pursed his lips, but just said, "What about Wen Yanya?"

Afterwards, Fu Zhaoge stopped in his tracks, and then chuckled, "How can he be regarded as someone else?"

Fu Zhaoge's words immediately made Mu Changyuan's face cool down.

"You like him that much?"

Then, Mu Changyuan pursed his lips, remembering the two scenes where he and Wen Yanya had met back then, he couldn't help but take a deep breath.

"Don't worry too much about the Prince Regent's affairs. On the contrary, the state affairs of this residence are the top priority."

If someone else said this, Yuemo would be a prevarication.

But when Fu Zhaoge said these words, Mu Changyuan felt that there was a little more irony in them.

"Your Majesty is right. In the future, if the king's virtuous helper can be like His Majesty, he will surely die without regret."

Then, the meaning behind Mu Changyuan's words was obvious.

Even if it was someone else, they should be able to hear the deep meaning.

But even Mu Changyuan's concubine felt that the relationship between Mu Changyuan and Fu Zhaoge should not be judged by normal male and female status.

After all, she is Fu Zhaoge.

If Fu Zhaoge is willing, why not the Sangong Sixth Courtyard.

But Mu Changyuan wanted to marry Fu Zhaoge, isn't this a joke?
Who is willing to abandon the country, and have a man he likes, and marry a man who has no feelings and was once his own defeated man?
Whoever it is, I'm afraid you have to understand it.

Fu Zhaoge snorted coldly, his phoenix eyes glanced at Mu Changyuan, his words were full of coldness, without any emotion, "Then the regent seems destined to die with regret."

(End of this chapter)