Erosion of bones and pets, forensic mad concubine

Chapter 878 It's not the right time for the King to come back?
Chapter 878 It's not the right time for the King to come back?
Fu Zichen smiled, and his handsome appearance was even more dazzling because of that bright smile.

"Smart!" Fu Zichen knocked on the table with his fingers, and said, "I lured Mo Yi away, and Mo Yi is so stupid and foolish, he is very deceiving."

Liu Wei looked at him with disdain...

Fu Zichen still had a smug look on his face, it was so annoying to watch!
Liu Wei looked away, and asked again: "So, you came here specially to tell me that Liu Moyi ran away?"

Fu Zichen was still smiling, he stretched out a finger and shook it slightly: "Of course not."

Liu Wei became curious.

At this time, Fu Zichen got up straight away, walked up to Liu Wei, leaned over, and whispered something in her ear.

Liu Wei listened, originally she was not paying attention, but after listening for a while, her expression paused, and then her expression turned ugly: "Are you serious?"

Fu Zichen didn't answer, but only raised one corner of his lips and smiled wickedly.

Liu Wei frowned: "The capital is in chaos now, don't mess around."

"Try your best." When Fu Zichen's face was only half an inch away from Liu Wei, his black eyes were fixed on her lips, and he asked in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "Since you are worried about me, why don't you come and protect me? Ah Wei, you used to protect me, but now, you don't want me anymore."

Liu Wei pushed Fu Zichen in disgust: "Don't do this!"

Something flashed in Fu Zichen's eyes, but it was unclear: "I even prepared the dowry, but you left. Tell me, is this fair to me?"

Liu Wei was about to say something, but heard a cough, followed by a male voice with a murderous look, floating over unexpectedly: "It seems that this king is coming back, isn't it time?"

Liu Wei's body froze, she turned her head and glanced, and sure enough, she saw that tall and straight figure full of evil spirit walking in from outside the hall.

Liu Wei hurriedly stood up, kicked Fu Zichen away, and then looked at Rong Leng: "You're back!"

Rong Leng's deep and terrifying eyes met Liu Wei's for a long time, and after a long while, he replied: "It's too late, can I bother you?"

As soon as Liu Wei heard his words, he felt strange and felt dizzy, so he could only say: "Zichen came to me and said something. I wanted to wait for you to come back and then tell you. Now it's just right that you are back. Then you can talk about it." .”

Rong Leng didn't say a word, but glanced unkindly at Fu Zichen in the hall.

At this moment, Fu Zichen had returned to his usual demeanor. He held the folding fan in his hand, squeezed the bones of the fan, and beat his palm with the folding fan again and again. Finally, he nodded slightly to Rong Leng as a salute.

Rong Ling silently walked into the hall, took the seat above, and asked indifferently: "What's the matter with Mr. Fu?"

Fu Zichen sat on the side, but said: "There is nothing important, but I guess I will be free in a few days, and I want Ah Wei to stay with me for a few days. We were in Qujiang Mansion before, so we could be successful." Alone, I have been in Beijing for a few days now, and I haven't had a proper reunion with her, but Ah Wei said that I need your permission to leave the palace, but thinking about it, the prince has no reason not to agree, right?"

After Fu Zichen finished speaking in one breath, he unfolded the folding fan again. The scenery on the fan was beautiful, and the pen was like a snake. With just one glance, Rong Ling recognized that it was the fan that Fu Zichen carried in the Yipinlou last time.

This person seemed to like this folding fan very much, and he brought it with him at least twice when we met.

Rong Leng's eyes on the fan seemed to be too hot, Fu Zichen saw it, he just smiled, closed the fan, and asked: "What is the prince looking at?"

Rong Leng didn't make a sound, just stared at the bone without moving.

Fu Zichen seemed to realize it now, and then unfolded the fan.

This time, he purposely displayed all the scenery on the fan, then handed the fan to Rong Leng, and said: "My lord and A Wei are very close, I think about it, and I can see that this painting on the fan is exactly A Wei's handwriting." , then the lord guesses, when and where did Ah Wei make this painting?"

Rong Leng's lonely gaze slowly looked towards Liu Wei.

Liu Wei felt that this gaze was suddenly cold, which made her feel uncomfortable all over. She coughed, waved her hand and said, "Graffiti in free time is not enough to watch..."

"This king can't guess, Master Fu, would you like to tell me?" Rong Leng interrupted Liu Wei's perfunctory words, and asked Fu Zichen, but his eyes continued to stare at Liu Wei, but his eyes became colder and colder.

Liu Wei felt a cold back, and raised her eyes quietly, but she stared at Fu Zichen fiercely, and gave him a warning to stop talking nonsense.

Fu Zichen ignored Liu Wei's warning, and said with nostalgia: "It seems that this is the first time we have bathed together?"

"Wait!" Liu Weihuo, who had just sat down, stood up again, gritted his teeth and corrected vigorously: "It's not 'we' taking a bath together, it's you taking a bath, and I happened to go in and deliver something to you!"

After Liu Wei finished speaking, she glanced towards Rong Leng, but Rong Leng's expression was still uneasy, and Liu Wei's head suddenly became dizzy.

This Fu Zichen had this bad habit before, talking nonsense from time to time, fearing that the world would not be chaotic.

But these problems were not a problem to Liu Wei in the past, but now in front of Rong Leng, if he messed around again, he would really kill others.

God knows how jealous Rong Leng is!
"Master Fu took a bath, and you just sent something in, but in the end you sent out a pair of fans. Presumably, the two of you are personal friends, very good, very good." Rong Leng's tone was extremely sinister.

Liu Wei had to explain again to avoid misunderstanding: "It was midsummer at that time, and there was a severe drought in the south of the Yangtze River. For two consecutive months, a single rain had not fallen. I wanted to discuss a plan with him. I never thought that he was taking a bath. He complained that it was hot and asked me to hand it over. Fan, I see that the fan is not a finished product, the fan is only half painted, so I picked up the pen and ink, made a few ticks, and filled in half, that's all."

Liu Wei spoke so sincerely that she almost swore.

Rong Leng's face was still dark, but the veins on his forehead seemed to have gone down.

Liu Wei just breathed a sigh of relief, but heard Fu Zichen say: "Not only, but when you wiped my back later, I said you didn't draw well and messed up my artistic conception, so you re-drawn one, just the last one. It's uglier than the previous one, so I don't bother to use it."

The word "wiping the back" fell into Rong Leng's ears, which made Rong Leng's face that was a little better suddenly changed again.

Seeing this, Liu Wei wished he could throw Fu Zichen out. This guy, did he intend to piss people off today?

"It's not to wipe my back, but he asked me to pass the towel..." Liu Wei tried hard to defend.

Fu Zichen said innocently: "But I didn't have anything to spare at the time, and it was you who wiped my body for me."

Liu Wei smoked angrily: "Can you keep silent?"

Fu Zichen still had an innocent face, but he said honestly and seriously: "Okay, okay, I'll shut up, anyway, I've always listened to you, and it's not like you don't know."

Seeing the two people coming and going, they seemed to be tit-for-tat, but in fact they were telling the intimacy of the past, Rong Leng didn't make a sound, but his eyes became more and more cold.

Rong Leng knows very well that Liu Wei has lived as an anatomy doctor for several years. She is straightforward and doesn't care about women's trivialities in the world, but she also doesn't want a little bit of pride in her life. She has been wonderful because of other men.

"Master Fu, you came here specially today to chat about these old things?" Rong Leng asked Fu Zichen with a cold look.

(End of this chapter)