The emperor always wants to promise himself

Chapter 510 Hua Ye's Letter
Hearing his question, Chu Yang picked up a white ball and stroked it carefully in his hand, then said inexplicably, "Li Xun, you've been talking too much recently."

Li Xun was startled, and quickly knelt down to ask for forgiveness. Chu Yang said first: "You are an old man beside me. Don't just kneel. I don't mean to ask for guilt. I just want to remind you that there are some things that I want you to forgive." I know, you will know, there are some things I don't want you to know, and you don't have to try your best to find out."

He turned his face slightly, and the outline from the brow bone to the bridge of the nose was rendered more three-dimensional and deep by the candlelight, with a sharpness that had been honed over the years.

Li Xun lowered his eyes after one glance, not daring to look any further.

Chu Yang's tone was flat, but the words he said were as heavy as a thousand pounds, "You are the person beside me, from birth to death, you can only have me as your master, so you'd better get your mind right."

Li Xun's forehead was already covered with cold sweat, and he quickly expressed his loyalty and said: "Your Majesty's servant is born, and His Majesty's ghost is dead, and I dare not have two hearts!"

Chu Yang glanced at him, not knowing whether he believed it or not, turned his head and continued to play chess with himself, "As for Yixiao... I really intend to cultivate him in recent years, but he is devoted to business and lacks some political skills, so I only consider him a son-in-law, and I really considered whether to let him marry in the future, but that girl Huaixiang's heart is getting bigger and bigger, but her ability is not enough, so I am not satisfied."

Li Xun was stunned: "Then His Majesty means—"

Chu Yang curled his lower lip: "If Ah Yu can accept my conditions, a smile is a good candidate, but it's a pity that Ah Yu doesn't want to, and it doesn't mean anything to look at it with a smile, forget it."

Li Xun nodded, "I see."

"Forget it," Chu Yang sighed, seeing that the night was getting dark, he stood up and stretched his stiff neck, "I—"

Before the words fell, someone knocked on the door suddenly: "Your Majesty—"

It was Hailie's voice, and Chu Yang frowned almost imperceptibly. Hailie was his confidant, holding his well-trained secret guard in his hand, and usually would not disturb him late at night. Since he came, there must be someone Urgent.

So without waiting for Li Xun to go out to ask, Chu Yang strode to the door by himself, pushed the door open, "What's the matter?"

Hai Lie knelt down on one knee, and raised a letter above his head with both hands: "Your Majesty, the letter from Fengguo was intercepted by the shadow guard first."

Chu Yang reached out to take it, looked at the big characters on the envelope, and couldn't help squinting, "Got it, you step back first."

"Yes, my subordinates retire."

Hai Lie disappeared into the night, Chu Yang held the corner of the letter and pondered for a moment, then turned and entered the hall.

"You go down too."

"Yes."

Li Xun stepped back softly and closed the door.

Chu Yang sat at the table and opened the envelope, opened the letter paper and saw that it was Hua Ye's own handwriting. He looked at it for a while, and his eyes became darker, "It's really a good plan. No wonder there has been no movement before. It is here wait."

He stretched out his hand to burn the letter paper, but seeing that the flames were about to lick up, he suddenly withdrew his hand again, Zhengchou had nothing to talk to A Yu for the time being, and with this letter, it was a matter of course.

So he folded the letter paper and put it back in the envelope, and just put it on the table.

……

Early the next morning, when Xiao Yu was having breakfast with Jun Rong, Fu Yixiao came again.

Xiao Yu teased him: "Master Fu is indeed worthy of being Emperor Yun's son-in-law, and he still has a house in the palace."

Fu Yixiao sat down at the table frankly, kept the folding fan in his hand, and shook it vigorously, "I grew up in the palace since I was a child, it's not unusual to have a place to live, have you finished eating?"

His eyes swept over the little breakfast left on the table.

Just as Jun Rong finished his last mouthful of porridge, he wiped his lips slowly, "Master Fu, is there something for us?"

"It's so straightforward, I want to exchange some pleasantries with you." Fu Yixiao put away his folding fan, and said with a slightly serious tone: "It's not that I have something to do, but His Majesty is looking for you."

He said this to Xiao Yu, Jun Rong raised his eyebrows, a little dissatisfied visible to the naked eye: "Has he figured it out?"

Fu Yixiao was at a loss: "What did you figure out?"

Jun Rong: "...it's nothing." He forgot that Fu Yixiao didn't know the content of the conversation between the Taifu and Emperor Yun yesterday, the Taifu only told him one person.

"Did he say what it was?"

Xiao Yu was also a little surprised. People's concepts are deeply ingrained and cannot be reversed overnight. It is impossible for him to accept it so quickly, right?
Fu Yixiao didn't know much about it, he just said: "Your Majesty said it was related to Fengguo, but he didn't mention anything else, so it's not easy for me to ask, you'll know when you go?"

Xiao Yu was thoughtful, "Okay, then I'll go see him, where is he?"

"I went to court in the morning, and I should be in the imperial study now."

Xiao Yu nodded and looked at Jun Rong: "If you are bored, you can play chess and drink tea with Mr. Fu, or take a walk in the palace. I will go back when I go."

Junrong: "..."

Seeing Xiao Yu's earnest instructions, he suddenly had the illusion that he was a little daughter-in-law.

Now his "husband" is going out to do some errands, so he asked him to wait for her at home.

"Tsk..." The more he thought about it, the more he resembled it, Jun Rong couldn't help but shook his head, and threw the thought out, what kind of daughter-in-law, can he be super good at fighting now?
Xiao Yu guessed his thoughts from his expression, leaned over and touched his lips, "I'll be back soon."

Jun Rong was soothed in an instant, and obediently responded: "Yes."

Fu Yixiao: "..."

It felt like something had run over my face.

As soon as Xiao Yu left, Jun Rong's face darkened on his back, and he looked at Fu Yixiao and said, "Where do you live?"

Fu Yixiao unfolded the folding fan: "Why, are you curious?"

"Well, I'm bored, let's go sit in your palace." Jun Rong wanted to know more about Yun Kingdom, especially Yun Huang's, and Fu Yixiao was the best person to ask.

As for why he didn't ask in the Taifu's palace, but in Fu Yixiao's palace...

There is no other reason, Jun Rong doesn't like the place where he and the Taifu have someone else's taste.

Fu Yixiao didn't know that he had been disliked, so he smiled brightly: "Okay, then brother will open your eyes."

Jun Rong opened his eyes slightly, and looked at him with a strange expression, "Brother?"

Fu Yixiao raised his chin: "What's wrong, isn't it? I'm almost five years older than you, why don't you call me brother?"

Jun Rong sneered: "Oh——"

Fu Yixiao: "...Your smile has Xiao Yu's demeanor."

"Are you still going?"

Jun Rong had already reached the door, Fu Yixiao immediately followed, "Come, come."

……

Fu Yixiao's residence is in the southeast corner of the Imperial Garden, a small palace with a rather elegant environment - Wenxin Palace.

Jun Rong took a look. Although the place is small, it has been carefully repaired, and the furnishings in the room are also low-key and elegant, which shows that thought has been put into it.

"Come, sit down—Mandarin duck, go pour tea."

Fu Yixiao led Jun Rong to sit down in the hall, and gave instructions to the maid standing beside him.

Yuanyang glanced at Fu Yixiao and Junrong, his eyes moved slightly, "Yes."

(End of this chapter)