Bao Si and Daji, it seems that no matter how Fu Yunche chooses, she is in danger. If Shen Feng asks Fu Yunche to spread the news, those ministers will definitely force Fu Yunche to kill her. She doesn't expect Fu Yunche to help her. It's better to rely on others than on herself. She has to think about countermeasures.

"Hey! Are you still leaving the palace?" Qianxue also sat down. She knew that Su Mengdie was not in the mood to play now, and you could tell by looking at her expression.

Su Mengdie shook her head: "I think Zhao Yao must go to find those officials!" She clenched her fists. Maybe she would not do evil to Zhao Yao today, but she is a princess. Do you still have to be humble to a slave? Just like in modern times, she wants to please her servants? What kind of decent style?

My mind was messy, and Zhao Yao followed Fu Yunche all day long. If Fu Yunche wanted to please her and hope she would serve him from now on, then Zhao Yao should please her in every way instead of coming to find trouble, or is Fu Yunche hiding too deeply that Zhao Yao couldn't understand, or is Fu Yunche never going to send her away?

She would rather believe in the former. After all, Zhao Yao was not a very smart master. If it were the former, she would be too failed. A modern person was regarded as a pawn for use in ancient times. If he dared to say anything, as long as she helped her get the world and named her queen, she would be really disappointed. How could a man have to bear his own woman being taken over by others?

Imperial study room.

The big hand put down the last fold, frowned and twisted his neck, got up and took a roll of bamboo slips, just as he was about to read it silently, his eyes were frozen on the roll of paper. Why is it here? Shouldn't it be on the bookshelf? The rice paper on the bookshelf was gone. He raised his eyebrows and picked it up, and was about to put it back, but he thought of the dark object.

What exactly is the shape he has never seen before?

When he thought of something, he shook his head again, frowned his eyebrows, and put the roll of paper down again. From another era? His body is Su Mengdie, which is the soul? Does that mean that he will leave at any time like when he came? Haha, it is extremely ridiculous. How could he believe in such a waste of talk? He snorted coldly and opened the paper.

'bass!'

After all, he suddenly stood up and raised the paper in disbelief to look back and forth. There was surprise in his deep pupils, and he thought for a moment, and shouted: "Come here, please ask Hong Wu, the Minister of Works, to come and meet him!"

"I will receive the order!" Yuying bowed.

Fu Yunche looked at the bookshelf in wonder. What about the rice paper? It disappeared? Look at the one in his hand, why did Su Mengdie have exactly the same one? Where did she come from?

Just as the man was thinking hard, Zhao Yao stumbled into the door with his waist in his back, accidentally fell down, and crawled in front of the man and wailed: "Your Majesty...Wuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwu

Fu Yunche lowered his eyes in confusion. When he saw his buttocks were bleeding, he immediately realized that he put down the rice paper and sat indifferently: "What's going on?"

"Wuwuwuwu, your Majesty, you didn't ask your slave to give you a phoenix hairpin..." He told all the reasons for the matter, and did not dare to look up at the face of the king, sobbing and crawling: "I just... I said the wrong thing for a moment, and the Empress punished the slave like this. Your Majesty, you have never beaten the slave... Please let Your Majesty be the master of the slave." As the name suggests, the punishment is too severe.
Chapter completed!