Haizi laughed and said, "If you have a godfather, what are the consequences? Godfather, this is just a trivial matter. The nobleman Xiao said, if the emperor doesn't flop, she doesn't blame me. The emperor won't flop anyway. "
In the past two years, the beauties have been carried into the palace one by one, but the emperor has never even looked at it, let alone who is turning over the brand, without even thinking about it.
Father Fu shook his head and glared at Haizi: "Who taught you to discuss things like this? If the emperor didn't flop before, does it mean he won't do it in the future? Now General Xiao is fighting at the border, and Guiren Xiao is his most beloved daughter. The emperor even accepted the snacks she gave, so what is it to turn over her sign today?"
Haizi rejoiced: "Then this is not better, we don't have to do anything, this benefit is also gained, and it can also make the noble Xiao be grateful for us, and kill two birds with one stone!"
Father Fu stretched out his hand and hit Haizi once, and said angrily: "You are the bird. You don’t speak at all, and the bad will be bad. If you take the advantage of the noble man, if this matter is stabbed one day, you can hide. Come on?"
Seeing that his godfather was still sullen at this time, Haizi finally noticed something was wrong, and began to regret in his heart, why could he not resist the temptation so much
What can I do now
Seeing Haizi looking at him eagerly, Father Fu's expression of hatred, iron is not steel, why he was blind at the beginning, after seeing such a thing, he even made him recognize himself as a godfather.
"Okay, okay, don't look at me in such a deadly manner, I have nothing to do, let's go back first, and talk at that time." He walked away and returned to the imperial study room.
The emperor was leaning back in the chair to recuperate, the scum on his chin was clearly visible, Junyi's brows were tightly locked, his chest was rising and falling rapidly, and a thin cold sweat came out from his forehead.
Father Fu sighed, and the emperor's heart hurt again.
Since the emperor returned to Beijing from Jiangbei Port three years ago, he has had this heartache.
At that time, the emperor was still the king of Jin, and kept himself in the palace all day long without seeing anyone, drunk and dreaming of death.
He didn't stand up until the Emperor Taishang became seriously ill and put the burden of the entire Chu Kingdom in his hands.
But that heart disease has never let him go.
"The emperor, are you okay?" Grandpa Fu stepped forward, took the fan from the maid's hand, and violently fanned the emperor.
Chu Yan hummed softly, and beads of sweat slipped from his forehead.
He has become accustomed to this kind of pain, and he will suffer from it every once in a while, as long as he thinks of that person and the person who left him cruelly, he will suffer from it.
Cruel girl, I'm going to go on together, I'll never be separated once I'm done, but where are you now
"The emperor, the minion will help you to rest." Father Fu stretched out his hand, trying to lift the emperor from his chair.
Chu Yan waved his hand: "No, you should withdraw first."
Father Fu responded and was about to turn around. Out of the corner of his eyes, he saw the tray on the table. There were a row of jade tiles carved from jasper. Pattern lines, each pattern line represents a palace concubine, and the name of the palace concubine is engraved on the other side of the jade plate.
The neat and tidy jade tiles show no signs of being flipped.
Father Fu's gaze fell on a jade plate on the plate with peony flowers engraved on it. He remembered whose name was written on the other side of each flower.
And the other side of this peony flower is the name of the nobleman Xiao.
Thinking of what happened to Haizi just now, he felt distressed, wishing he could stom on him to death.