Donggong enchanting: Prime Minister, don't refuse favor

Chapter 11
"I appreciate Xiangye's thoughtfulness, but what I don't care about the most is reputation." Fu Zhaoge raised his eyebrows and curled his lips, his bewitching and seductive voice was mixed with indifference.

So what if her reputation was notorious, anyway, many lives fell on her hands.

"Although I am already the crown prince, it is certain that I will succeed in the future, but if the prime minister obstructs me more, there will be many twists and turns. However, I also have a different heart, and I don't want to start a dispute with the prime minister."

"The prince doesn't have to worry about these things, and the humble minister doesn't have the pleasure of meddling in other people's affairs."

Wen Yanya glanced at Fu Zhaoge, who was smiling without adding warmth, his eyes were dim and difficult to understand.

He has always been reluctant to get close to others, but facing Fu Zhaoge's appearance of entanglement on the surface but not being close in reality, he couldn't help but have the urge to break this seemingly harmonious atmosphere.

"The matter of my palace, in the eyes of the Prime Minister, is nothingness?" Fu Zhaoge raised his eyebrows, and leaned closer to Wen Yanya.

"Although the prince is the future king, he has nothing to do with the humble minister."

Wen Yanya's indifferent words caused Fu Zhaoge to chuckle again, "Really? But I am indeed not young. If my father wants to find some backyard male pets for me, I will tell you the truth. , no one can interest me anymore."

This was also the first time that Fu Zhaoge had the idea of ​​getting involved with the man in front of him.

However, even though Fu Zhaoge thought about it, he only regarded it as a coercive joke, but he didn't want to, so far, someone began to silently calculate how to make her pay her sincerely.

"The prince should spend his mind on planning for the world." Wen Yanya glanced at Fu Zhaoge with a dark expression, his voice was still as cool as jade.

"But looking at Mr. Xiang, I seem to understand why the predecessors had the idea of ​​preferring beauty over country." Fu Zhaoge smiled lightly, but when he glanced at Wen Yanya's legs from the corner of his eye, he said again , "I won't bother Mr. Xiang today. Mr. Xiang should have a good rest. The medicinal properties are only a little better. I'm afraid the medicine bath will be even more difficult in the future."

Wen Yanya watched Fu Zhaoge leave in a grand manner, and after a while, Su Ye looked around at the door, and after a moment of recovery, he walked in.

"Master, this subordinate took it lightly. I didn't expect His Highness the Crown Prince to..."

Su Ye knelt on one knee, clasped his fists on top of his head, and felt guilty.

"If she comes again next time, there's no need to stop her, just pretend she doesn't know." Wen Yanya looked at the door that had disappeared long ago, his gaze was sparkling, and the rippling light in the dark black eyes hovered inside. The normality between discourse remains the same.

"Ah?" Su Ye obviously hadn't regained his composure, and looked at Wen Yanya in a daze.

"If the prince bumps into each other, he still doesn't want to take responsibility for the truth." Wen Yanya glanced at Su Ye, his dull and deep voice was still pleasant.

"..."

When, according to the national regulations of the Southern Kingdom, the Palace Master has to take into account the safety of uninvited outsiders.

"Su Ye, go and withdraw the deployment of the Zhou Palace."

"Master, why are you withdrawing all of a sudden?" Su Ye frowned, looked at the calm Wen Yanya, and couldn't help being suspicious.

"You will know tomorrow." Wen Yanya came back to his senses, turned his eyes to look at Su Ye, "Pay attention to Fu Zhaoge's movements, and how Fu Zhaoge was burned by the fire back then, the truth needs details, and you don't have to worry about the rest gone."

"Yes."

Although Su Ye was surprised, he still saluted respectfully, then turned and left, but what Wen Yanya said just now always made him feel like he was in a dream.

Lord has become a little strange recently, why does he seem to care about His Royal Highness the Crown Prince.

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