Uncle, I will marry you

Chapter 198 It's still the fault of the draft (2)
Everyone looked at Chen Guolao who was still fainting with incomparable sympathy, and wondered if Chen Guolao would be able to wake up after knowing this will after waking up.

Xiao Lizi covered his mouth and sniggered behind him, it seemed that the emperor couldn't do much to Feng Huajun, but he could always torment others.

The old ministers who were engaged in the selection of concubines with Chen Guolao raised their concerns and sang songs of anxiety in their hearts. Could it be that the emperor is taking revenge for their matter?Shaking his head, if it's revenge, then why were all those young masters admitted to the palace by Lord Fenghua today?It stands to reason that the emperor should applaud and cheer.It seems that Mr. Chen Guo must have offended the emperor to provoke this matter.After being comforted like this, those people felt much better, and felt a little calmer in their hearts.

After the court, Puyang Yuren was thinking about how to break through the emperor's uncle, and when he saw Puyang Ye who was swaying and running, he had a flash of inspiration, wondering if walking the family card would be useful.

"Father, I heard from Lu Sheng that Daddy hasn't eaten since yesterday." Ye'er hurriedly told Father the news he had heard from Lu Sheng.

Her heart was gripped in fear, "Where is that father?" Didn't she already tell Lu Sheng to take better care of him?
"Sit by the lotus pond in front of the Lotus Moon Palace and enjoy the breeze." Puyang Ye just came from there, and the teacher taught him to get up early this morning to go to the morning class. His father was not there, so he went after the morning class The side hall of the Lotus Moon Palace.

Holding Ye'er in his arms, he hurriedly ran towards Heyue Palace, but he didn't expect to meet those young masters who entered the palace on the palace road.

Puyang Ye nestled in the woman's arms, looked at the oncoming men in brocade clothes and frowned and asked, "Father, who are they?" He didn't like the way these people looked at Father.

"See the emperor!" Several voices with their own characteristics resounded on the palace road, causing the passing palace people to look sideways.

Patted the child's head: "You go to Daddy's place first, I will look for you later." She put Puyang Ye down and winked at Xiao Lizi, asking him to take Ye'er away.

Looking back at the father in front of those people step by step, raised his head and asked: "Xiao Lizi, will father be fascinated by these people?" He faintly felt that it must be because of these people that father was angry His father was outraged.

Xiao Lizi looked at the little prince who was walking in front, smiled, and blinked: "Does Your Highness think that these people can compare with Lord Fenghua?"

The brows that were frowned suddenly became brighter, and he looked back at the various expressions on the faces of those people and said: "What Xiao Lizi said is, let's go, my Highness is going to take Daddy down for the emperor." The fist, which is bound to win, amused Xiao Li behind him.

"What do you guys think of this imperial palace?" Puyang Yuren said indifferently, turning his back and looking at the distant sky.

Peeping at each other, they couldn't figure out why the emperor of Da Zhou asked such a question.

Fan Weiran bent his mouth to follow the man's gaze: "The grass people think that the sky outside is bluer and the land is wider." His eyes flicked between the magnificent palaces. Although this is a place that many people yearn for, but Most of the people who entered here wanted to go out again.

The young masters did not expect Fan Weiran to say such a thing. Some people gloated at his misfortune, while others were also worried about this man. Hearing these words, they clearly felt that the imperial palace was not good.

Hearing the voice as clear as white jade, Puyang Yuren turned his head and looked blankly at the man in the moon-white gown hidden in the crowd. Puyang Yuren suddenly remembered the gentle and sad song "White Moonlight" in his previous life, Smiling, there was less alienation and indifference in his eyes: "Mr. Fan is telling the truth." It looks very big inside, but it is actually very small. They are looking at one side like frogs in a well.

Fan Weiran didn't expect that the high-ranking man would recognize him at a glance, a trace of astonishment flashed on his moon-like cheeks, "The grassroots are terrified." His father said that he was forced to enter the palace for the glory of the Fan family for a hundred years. Getting his favor may not be as simple as imagined.

Seeing the emperor talking to the young masters of the Fan family, the sons next to him panicked. They all stood here with the honor of the whole family on their shoulders, and they were all honored. Therefore, they lowered their masculinity and nodded with flattering smiles on their faces. Said: "Yes, what the emperor said is that although this palace is beautiful, it does not have the freedom from the outside world." Those young masters echoed.

Seeing these people's contrived smiles, Puyang Yuren was used to it, and curled the corners of his mouth: "Well, I think so too, it's very free outside. Do you all agree with this?"

"um, yes."

"of course."

Fan Weiran's heart skipped a beat, and he looked at the man in surprise. If he hadn't made any mistakes, their trip to the palace would immediately be marked with a symbol. It would be a bit miserable if it wasn't complete.

The aura of the king was everywhere on his body, and he put away his slight smile and looked at the young masters of these families: "Since the young masters say so, how can I be rude. Come here, declare my will, and send the young masters of the various families out. What's the use of people staying here if they don't have a heart?" Puyang Yuren didn't worry that these men would be made things difficult when they returned to Jiajia, after all, this is an era where men are superior to women.If it wasn't forced by the situation, no family would send their own son here to be her confinement.

"Your Majesty!" Those sons looked at the man in astonishment, they didn't expect that all of them would leave and return to the palace just because the man simply asked a question.

His eyes fell on the indifferent Fan Weiran: "Mr. Fan, go back in the afternoon and accompany me for a walk." I heard that Mr. Fan is very talented and famous.

Fan Weiran walked behind the man under the gaze of everyone.

Waved away those palace people, leaving only Puyang Yuren and Fan Weiran in the imperial garden.

Hundreds of flowers bloom in the imperial garden in summer, and the sound of cicadas can be heard intermittently from among the trees, unlike the irritability in the steel and concrete, even if the cicadas are not beautiful, they are not noisy.

Observing the man's expression carefully, Fan Weiran's eyes were clear. The man in front of him had an indistinguishable face, and the aura on his body was not the coldness of a superior, but a strong ethereal feeling.

"Mr. Fan, do you know what I mean by keeping you here?" She pinched off a rose among the flowers with her fingers, and the crimson petals made her fingers as warm and white as the finest suet jade.

(End of this chapter)