Discipline traitor husband

Chapter 184 Bracelet (2)
The storyteller stood on one side, also looking at Bu Youran, without making a sound, obviously agreeing with Fu Shan's words.

Bu Youran raised her fingers to wipe off the powder on her face that had been washed away by sweat, and then wiped it away with her hands, then looked up at the storyteller, "Based on your guess, what will the prime minister do next?"

As soon as these words came out, Fu Shan also looked at the storyteller.

"Frankly," he paused, "I don't know."

Fu Shan frowned, "Is the prime minister as terrible as everyone said? If so, wouldn't my life in the court be very easy in the future? Can I just stop taking the post?"

Bu Youran glared at him, "You are a big man, what are you afraid of? I even took the exam for you to deceive the king, and you are going to retreat?"

Fushan shrank his neck childishly.

"One thing, I might want to remind you," the storyteller looked at Bu Youran, "It doesn't mean that you will be safe when Fushan comes."

The two were puzzled.

"The prime minister is very scheming, do you think he really wants to let you back?" He glanced outside, "If he hadn't been fully sure that he could control your whereabouts, he would not have agreed so easily."

"Then according to you, Chu..." Bu Youran reacted, and immediately changed her words, "The Prime Minister knows that I must come to your house?"

The storyteller nodded.

Before Bu Youran could speak to him, Fu Shan said impatiently, "What about A Bu?" Apparently after the illness, Fu Shan and Bu Youran had abandoned the past.

"If you guessed correctly, you may not even be able to get out of the city gate tonight. I guess he will send people to strengthen the strict security of the city gate." The storyteller speculated.

Bu Youran pursed her lips, "Then, in your opinion, what should I do next?"

The storyteller looked at Xiang Bu Youran, and suddenly smiled, "Since you dared to do such a thing of beheading, why didn't you think about the way to get out?"

Bu Youran sighed helplessly, "I only think about my brother's future, how can I be so scruples."

Hearing this, Fushan felt even more guilty. He bit his lower lip and stepped forward, pulling off the storyteller's sleeve, "Master Fu, please help Abu find a way..."

The storyteller glanced over Fu Shan's shoulder, looked at Bu Youran with a faint smile on his face, and couldn't help but curl his lips, "Let's see what happens tomorrow, stay here tonight, the prime minister probably won't make any moves so soon."

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Bu Youran was placed in an unremarkable room on the east side of Fushan's house. According to the guard's explanation, the prince and Taifu thought it was the safest place.

Bu Youran saw that the house was clean, with beds, chairs and tables, so she didn't ask for more.

She asked someone to prepare a basin of clean water, washed it back and forth twice, and then peeled off the human skin mask. Only then did she feel more comfortable than ever, but only after a while, she changed into the previous male human skin mask.

Just about to lie down, there was a knock on the door.

"Abu, are you asleep?" Fu Shan's voice came from outside the door.

Bu Youran put on a coat and opened the door from the inside.

Seeing that Bu Youran had returned to his familiar face, Fu Shan couldn't help blushing, but he didn't know how to say the words that were stuck in his throat repeatedly.

Bu Youran saw through his thoughts, and couldn't help laughing, "You want to say that you have occupied the magpie's nest, sorry for me?"

Fu Shan showed surprise and nodded dully.

Bu Youran smiled, "Did uncle ask you to bring me something?"

Fu Shan's eyes widened, with a look of horror on his face, "How do you know?"

Bu Youran sighed, "Everything about you is written on this face." He stretched out his hand, "Bring it here, is it a bank note?"

(End of this chapter)