Pseudo-quick wear: Emperor Zun, don't be arrogant

Chapter 592 One-month vacation time: Day 17.3

"Thirty miles outside the imperial capital, if you go fast, you should be able to come here in the evening, right?" Fu Li sat at the top of the hall and asked with a frown.

At this time, neither she nor the empress was very happy.

Although Rossi did solve the trouble for the empress, the trouble that Rossi brought is actually not small.

Just the issue of the emperor's husband has made the emperor's capital very uneasy recently.

All the major underground gambling houses in the imperial capital had already started a heated discussion on whether the empress would let Rosina into the harem. When Fu Li knew about it, she asked Zi Yan to place a bet as well.

The right to decide is in her hands, if she doesn't get involved in this obvious way to win money, it's really a shame.

Ziyan and Ziran stood behind Fu Li, one on the left and the other on the right, and did not answer her words when they heard her.

As the most trusted right-hand man next to the head of Longlin Guard, Lin Bo once warned them that in the palace, no matter what they should hear or not, silence is their best protection.

Fu Li never thought that Ziyan Ziran would answer. The person brought out by Lin Bo, that Bingtuzi, is naturally a Bingtuzi, as the saying once told us accurately.

The so-called dragon begets dragon and phoenix begets phoenix, and the son of a mouse can make holes.

Although they are not in a father-daughter relationship, they have been together for a long time, and their mutual habits over the years should be more or less contaminated.

"Call in the maid in charge." Fu Li said softly.

Ziran responded and walked over.

After a while, the maid in charge hurried in from the outside.

"See Your Majesty."

"Get up."

The maid in charge got up and stood aside with a low eyebrow.

Fu Li's slender fingers tapped on the armrest of the seat: "Rosie is coming back soon, how are the preparations for the palace banquet?"

The maid in charge bowed and bowed: "Return to Your Majesty, everything is almost ready."

Fu Li nodded: "It's okay to be grand, you must make sure that others can't find any mistakes."

"Yes."

Fu Li thought about it again, and then said: "Prepare for me. After lunch, I will order all the officials to follow me to the gate of the city to welcome the army back."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for the maid in charge to respond, she added another sentence: "Ask Shen Mengji to come into the palace to have dinner with me."

Since the incident last time, Shen Mengji has been ill at home, and he didn't come to attend the morning court today. Hearing from Prime Minister Shen that he was indeed ill, Fu Li would never believe this flawed reason.

Made was fine that day, but is he sick now?
How come you don't get sick when you stick out your tongue?
If you're sorry, then you're sorry, the empress isn't embarrassed yet, and Shen Mengji is already embarrassed. It's really a man with such a thin skin and I don't know how he grows.

After resting for a while and approving a few memorials, it was time for lunch.

Shen Mengji also entered the palace.

Compared with his slender figure before and the empress touched him, I feel that Shen Mengji is not as thin as he looks, and now Shen Mengji really looks thinner.

Fu Li frowned, looked at him and asked, "Why did you lose weight?"

The empress already has a love value of 60.00% for Shen Mengji. If this love value is put into modern times, it is almost time to confess and get along with each other.

So the empress' attitude towards Shen Mengji's concern has actually changed significantly.

Although Shen Mengji was happy in his heart, the events of that day still kept flashing through his mind. He always felt that he was too aggressive.

(End of this chapter)