Some ignorant palace maids could hear their chins approaching the ground. What does it mean? Die'er? Harem? Since the Queen Mother entered the palace, the aunts seemed to have changed the name of all the palace maids with the word Mengdie? Apart from Mengli, the dowry maids beside Concubine Su, there is no more Mengdie, but Wudie. Could it be that King Xia Lan was talking about... My God!

What's going on?

Zhao Yao really wanted to scold his master. This King Xia Lan is even more stinky than the dung beetle and is so arrogant that His Majesty has never denied it. Or is His Majesty also intending to exchange the Empress for peace? Otherwise, why not deny it?

‘Cake!’ The big hand that pinched the hairpin suddenly tightened.

This made Wanqi Shenfeng feel very distressed and reached out to snatch it: "Brother Fu, be careful, this is the only relics left by my mother!" I checked like a treasure, and continued to smile with relief: "Brother Fu? Can you convey it?"

Fu Yunche pursed his lips and frowned and persuaded, "Wanqi, since you are busy with state affairs and nothing important is needed. You don't have to come to the palace every now and then to avoid wasting your official career!"

"Brother Fu said this very well!" Wanqi Shenfeng nodded seriously.

A certain Fu finally showed a hint of relief, took the jade hairpin and put it in the brocade box, and said generously: "Don't worry, Yun Che must hand over this thing!"

Wanqi Shenfeng stood up and dressed, bowed and said, "Then there is a brother, Lai Fu. Wanqi still has important things to deal with, so it is not convenient to stay for a long time. Come again tomorrow, and say goodbye!" After saying that, he gently waved the folding fan and left the scene.

‘Come again tomorrow…’

Fu Yunche seemed to be hit by someone and looked at the empty door of the building with gloomy eyes.

"Hey! Is this King Xia Lan a problem with his understanding ability?" Zhao Yao couldn't help but scold him. Even he could hear the implicit voice. He didn't believe that the king of a country could not hear it. It was intentional, it must have been intentional. Damn, Your Majesty was attracting the wolf into the house, afraid that his master would be very angry and hurt his body, so he bent down and said, "Your Majesty, there is no need to argue with such a person, this whole rogue!"

Hearing this, the man lowered his eyes and looked at the brocade box in his hand. Instead of anger, he laughed, took out the jade hairpin, and shook his head regretfully: "Jade is so jade, but unfortunately it's too single, Zhao Yao!"

"The slave is here!"

"Take it to the Ministry of Internal Affairs to renovate it and make it into a staircase!" After speaking, he threw down his jade hairpin and walked towards the dragon case, dealing with the mountain of official duties, his eyebrows raised and his eyes were refreshed.

Zhao Yao was extremely depressed. He was so depressed that he could still bear it. Not only did he not abandon it, but he also had to process it. Your Majesty, you have suffered for the sake of the people.

Outside the palace, Fu Xing trotted to keep up with his master's pace, and asked worriedly: "Your Majesty, that's a relic of succession. What if the King of Nanyue is angry and smashed it?" Does Your Majesty trust the King of Nanyue so much?

Wanqi Shenfeng snorted and said, "Fu Xing, you don't understand him too much. Compared with this country, Su Mengdie is insignificant. How could he ignore the country for a woman?" Fu Yunche was not Yu Ruolin, but Ruolbe was calm. In the world, Fu Yunche was second, no one dared to say that he was the first, and even himself was slightly inferior.

Others may not see the darkness in his heart, but he could see that when he said that, he and him, all the people, turned their heads and turned around: "How is the situation at the border?"
Chapter completed!