Tyrant he always wants to hit me

Chapter 170 Her birthday?

Think here.Su Fuyao immediately picked up the saber on the table and left the teahouse.

After going downstairs, he immediately got on his horse and galloped towards King Wei's city.

"For some reason, Su Fuyao suddenly returned to King Wei's Palace." The spies sent by Su Qingye found out about this whereabouts, and he immediately reported to Zhaojun.

"It's not good to eat outside?" Zhaojun said leisurely.

"Pfft." Wei Ying wanted to laugh, but couldn't hold back.

"Get out." Only then did Zhaojun realize her existence, and said with a blank expression.

Wei Ying walked out dejectedly.

Su Fuyao, Wei Rong, the names of these people make her ears tingle, it seems that Zhaojun really pays attention to them.The spies stationed in these two countries are also very diligent, so much so that they can even report their shit and fart.

Luo Qingqing, who was holding a petal thoughtfully, was startled when she heard the news of Su Fuyao's return, "What? He's back again?"

This means that she will continue to drive a wedge between him and Wei Rong.To continue to seduce him...

This is really not a good job, if Wei Rong finds out, the consequences will be unimaginable.

But she had to keep Zhaojun safe, because she was already considered useless, and if she didn't do something useful, she would be removed one day.

She doesn't want to be separated from Wei Rong.

Just as she was thinking, Wei Rong walked in from outside, and quietly surrounded her from behind.

His embrace is so warm, so greedy...

When Su Fuyao passed by her door, he happened to see this scene, paused for a moment, and strode away.

Wei Ying kept squatting on the ground and weeding boredly until Su Qingye left before walking back.

She knew that Su Qingye didn't like her.Just like guarding against thieves, whenever he talked about important topics with Zhaojun, he would send her away.

When she came in, Zhaojun naturally saw her pouted mouth and ignored it.

"Why didn't you use the incense powder that this king gave you?" A faint sentence came.

"Ah?" Wei Ying was slightly taken aback, "Your maidservant, you never use incense powder."

"Oh? What about the scent on your body?"

"When taking a bath, the slaves like to add flower petals or essential oils to the water..." Hey, hey, he told him everything.

Zhaojun smiled faintly, "Really?"

Wei Ying's face turned red again from the base of her neck.

"Are you hungry? What do you want to eat? This king ordered the imperial dining room to make it for you." Zhaojun seemed to be in a good mood.

"Not hungry."

"Afraid of getting fat?"

"Is the servant fat?"

"Fortunately."

"It's really not necessary."

"Then the king wants to eat, help me think about what to eat."

You want to eat, but you don't know what to eat.Wei Ying didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Servant, I don't know what the king's taste is."

"What about you? What would you like to eat?"

Well, back again.

What's the matter with being hypocritical, Wei Ying said, "Fried chicken."

Zhaojun gave an order, and in a short while, the palace servants brought a large plate of fried chicken, smelling the fragrance of the room, Wei Ying swallowed.

Zhaojun doesn't know how to eat these things, these are for her to eat, so she is still focused on reading the memorial, "Come and get it yourself."

Wei Ying stood still and coughed, "I'm not hungry."

"If you don't eat me, I will be thrown to the dogs immediately." Zhaojun was a little annoyed, why is this woman so difficult to coax.

"Isn't it what the king wants to eat?" Wei Ying asked with a confused look.

Zhaojun felt annoyed inexplicably, and shouted: "Come on, everyone should withdraw."

Wei Ying was even more confused. Didn't he want to eat it himself? Why did he withdraw without taking a bite and lose his temper? Isn't this crazy?

"He wants to please you, who knows you are so incomprehensible." When Wei Ying complained about this matter to Murong Yun the next day, Murong Yun was wiping his sword, got up and hung up after wiping.

"Please me? Why does Your Majesty want to please me?" Wei Ying chased after her and asked.

"Is your head made of wood? Didn't he make it very clear, 'My fair lady, a gentleman is so good' He asked you to be his concubine. If you don't agree, he will retreat ten thousand steps and come to pursue you. Make you like him." Murong Yun said angrily.

"But why does Your Majesty pay so much attention to me? I'm just a little court lady."

"Liking someone has nothing to do with your status. You are a court lady, but in his eyes, you are a woman he likes. Do you understand? But you always reject him. Do you think he will be angry?"

"Oh." Wei Ying nodded with a half understanding.

"In the future, if he treats you well, just keep it. After all, this is what all women in the world can only wish for."

Murong Yun sighed secretly in his heart, this Wei was three years old, and had managed to accumulate some common sense of life, but his EQ was still at three years old.You're an idiot when it comes to relationships.But isn't this someone's own fault?Just as he was thinking, when he raised his eyes, he was slightly startled when he suddenly saw someone standing at the door.

With her back to the door, Wei Ying didn't notice that there was someone standing at the door, and continued:
"However, if I accept his good things, doesn't it mean that I am slowly accepting him, liking him, and becoming his concubine? But I don't want to be like this. I have made it very clear to the king before, and I hope he can be like him. Treat me like other palace people. I just want to live a comfortable life every day, eat and sleep every day, eat and sleep, and slowly save money to pay back your money. I don't like him, and I don't want to like him. I didn't want to be his concubine I don't want to become a thorn in the side of the other women in the harem because he treats me well..."

The face of the person standing at the door was getting colder and colder. Murong Yun opened his mouth wide, trying to stop her from continuing, but he had already walked away with a sullen face.

"Murong Yun, Murong Yun, did you hear me? Am I right?" Wei Ying waved her hand in front of his eyes.

Murong Yun looked embarrassed: "You...are miserable."

Zhaojun didn't go to the study that night, but went to Concubine Xuan's place. I heard that he didn't get up until three poles the next day, and all the ministers in the hall were waiting for him to go to court, and they waited for three full hours.

The two red dresses were ready, and the two palace maids each picked up one and presented it in front of him. Zhaojun froze for a moment with a blank expression on his face, then waved his hand to ask the palace staff to remove it.

Eunuch Li on the side asked, "Your Majesty, what do you want to do with these two red dresses?"

"One, sent to Qian'en Hall, and one to Qianning Hall." Zhaojun said lightly.

"Yes."

Just after an autumn rain, Wei Rong and Luo Qingqing walked side by side in the imperial garden, stepping on the wet fallen leaves on the ground rustling.

"In two days, it will be Ah Ying's birthday." Wei Rong looked a little lonely, "In the past, at this time, I would have to prepare a gift for her. This is a headache."

"No matter how much you have a headache, you have to be prepared." Luo Qingqing turned her head and gave him a playful smile, "Maybe, sister Ying will come back one day, and then ask the king for it, and it will be embarrassing if you can't get it out."

Wei Rong raised his head, and his expression became dazed: "When she left Wei State, she just turned 14 years old. It has been a year now, and there is no news at all... Will she really come back?"

(End of this chapter)