"What's going on with Mr. Cao Ge?" Fu Jiuchen still didn't get up, nor did he look at either of them. The langhao pen in his hand kept dancing on the rice paper.

"Brother, don't worry, Mr. Cao Ge has already agreed." Fu Ningyuan replied with a smile.

Fu Jiuchen raised his eyes and finally stood up, but his face remained expressionless, "I didn't expect you to convince Mr. Cao Ge so smoothly this time."

This was regarded as an affirmation of Fu Ningyuan, and it was originally a compliment, but Hua Xiangrong felt that it was not the case after Fu Jiuchen said it.

There's nothing I can do about it, he was born with a face carved out of ice, it gives me chills just looking at it.

Even after several contacts, Hua Xiangrong still felt an indescribable sense of oppression when facing Fu Jiuchen.

Otherwise, based on her temperament, she would have fought for Fu Ningyuan long ago.

The two men began to have a conversation, discussing state affairs without saying a word, and Hua Xiangrong could not understand a word of what they were saying.

Just think that these two people are just two people, but they have eight hundred evil intentions.

Anyway, what she could understand was that Fu Jiuchen had promised Fu Ningyuan that no matter what methods and means were used, as long as the matter of Cao Ge Lao could be solved, Fu Ningyuan would be allowed to promote farming in the Qiongzhou area of ​​Tianqi Kingdom.

But Fu Jiuchen regretted it at this moment. Although Fu Ningyuan was angry, it was not difficult to see that even if he was angry, he did not dare to show it in front of the regent.

"Prince Regent, on the first day of the lunar month next month, Concubine Qi will hold a flower viewing party in the palace. I wonder which female family members you are planning to let into the palace to participate?" After saying that, Fu Jiuchen turned his eyes to Hua Xiang, who had been standing there unable to say anything.

Allow.

The Flower Appreciation Conference is an annual event held in the palace every year. It is called flower appreciation, but it is actually a gathering of the ladies of the Apocalypse to compete and show off.

Compete in some competitions such as pot throwing, flower arrangement, female worker embroidery, etc., and show off your hair, clothes and some weird things.

The first winner will receive a reward from Concubine Qi.

After the new emperor ascended the throne, he never established a queen or accepted any concubines.

Therefore, Concubine Qi still takes care of everything in the palace.

This time, for the sake of convenience, the annual flower appreciation meeting is scheduled to be held on the first day of next month at the Zixia Palace of Concubine Qi.

Fu Jiuchen also glanced at Hua Xiangrong, and Hua Xiangrong's heart skipped a beat.

He screamed secretly, "Don't let me go."

After a long time, Fu Jiuchen finally said: "Concubine Liu."

As soon as he finished speaking, Hua Xiangrong's heart dropped. She was afraid that Fu Jiuchen would let her, the nominal princess, go on a whim.

He breathed a long sigh of relief. Fortunately, he wasn't calling himself.

"Accompany the princess." Fu Jiuchen spat out half a sentence again.

Hua Xiangrong: "..."

There was a black thread on his head and he almost died on the spot.

This Fu Jiuchen, can you finish speaking in one go?

When Fu Ningyuan heard this, he felt happy.

Hua Xiangrong replied aggressively: "Your Majesty, I don't want to go. Your Majesty, you should find someone else."

Fu Jiuchen raised his eyes and glanced at her gently, just once.

Hua Xiangrong seemed to be riddled with wounds from that look, and a chilling chill filled her whole body.

She shrank her neck and her whole body trembled uncontrollably.

The aura that I had just boldly said I didn’t want to go has also receded by more than half.
Chapter completed!