After Wearing the Book, I Became the Villain’s Contract Beast

   Chapter 152 The king is very busy

  Yan Jinyu brought Tang Guo into the palace together. When the carriage stopped outside the Jiaofang Hall, he was not surprised at all.

   Over the years, Concubine Fu has deceived him into the palace in the name of the emperor more than once or twice, and only that stupid woman would have done such an upright and fair thing as a false imperial edict.

   It was still the same pavilion, but this time, Concubine Fu was no longer in the mood to paint. The surrounding ground was full of shards of porcelain. The teacups and teapots on the stone table were overturned, and the tea flowed all over the floor.

   "What are you looking for?" Yan Jinyu stopped a few steps in front of the pavilion. As for Tang Guo, he left him in the carriage.

   Such a disgusting person, disgusting things, let him face it alone.

   Concubine Fu Gui turned her head to look at Yan Jinyu. Under the delicate makeup, there was an angry face.

   "You have already promised Ben Gong that you will marry that Princess Mu, why did you give the opportunity to Yan Cong in vain?"

   "When raw rice is cooked, Qin Muqing can only marry Yan Cong." Yan Jinyu said, but out of the corner of the eye, she caught a glimpse of the round white dumplings on the wall of Jiaofang Hall not far away.

   couldn't help but flash a smile in his eyes. The little guy was uneasy for a moment. Seeing Tang Guo was about to jump off the fence, Yan Jinyu quickly gave her a fierce look and stopped her from moving.

   However, Concubine Fu thought that she was looking at her, and her whole body trembled with anger, "You, you look at Ben Gong with such eyes, do you want to kill your mother?"

  Yan Jinyu raised the corner of her mouth, mockingly, "Mother? Are you worthy too?"

  From the first attack of the cold poison, he never admitted that this person was his mother again.

  Perhaps Master Wisdom is right, he was destined to end his six relatives and love.

   Concubine Fu's expression changed slightly, as if trying to suppress her extreme anger, she squinted her eyes and looked at Yan Jinyu, and changed the subject, "Are you really seriously ill?"

   The news of the Prince Regent coughing up blood outside the Fuyun Mountain Palace has spread all over the place, and even a little palace maid would know it, and each version is more serious than the other. When Fu Guifei is here, it is time to become the Prince Regent.

  Yan Jinyu raised her eyebrows. He didn't think the woman would worry about him. There must be other reasons for asking this question.

"Are you stupid? Even if you're really sick and someone accidentally finds out about it, you have to kill people quickly to stop the news from spreading. Do you know that the power of the third prince is getting bigger and bigger now, and he takes advantage of your sickness. You deliberately suppressed the ministers in the court who supported you, and Liu Liangtao was even sent to the southwest..."

   Concubine Fu Gui continued to speak, but Yan Jinyu had no patience to listen.

   There was a faint sarcasm on the corner of his mouth. Sure enough, if it wasn't because of his "serious illness" that changed the situation in the court, how could this woman care whether he was ill?

   "Speak out your purpose directly, this king is very busy." The impatience in Yan Jinyu's eyes was not concealed at all, so she showed it to Concubine Fu Gui.

Concubine Fu's voice paused, her eyes roaring with anger, but she still took a deep breath, but her tone couldn't help but carry the majesty and sternness of a harem lord, "This palace wants you to suppress the third prince with all your strength and let him marry him. Princess Liaomu is already the biggest concession of this palace, he must not be allowed to interfere in the affairs of the court, you quickly take back the Patrol Division, the position of Si Dian must not be allowed to do so."

   "Haha." A faint sneer overflowed from Yan Jinyu's mouth, completely angering Concubine Fu Gui.

   However, before she could say the questioning words, the maid in charge hurried over, with an eager expression, "It's not good, madam."

   (end of this chapter)