Marriage as Queen: Work with Son

Chapter 291
Mu Wan'er raised her head subconsciously, just in time to see Fushun's humble face.

But for some reason, she always felt that there was a malicious light hidden in Fushun's eyes.

Seeing Mu Wan'er looking at him vigilantly, Fushun bent down and brought the box in front of Mu Wan'er: "Your Majesty, take it, this is given to you by Your Majesty."

Mu Wan'er tremblingly opened the box with her hands shaking.

Then there was a scream.

I saw that what was placed in the box was a complete long tongue.

It wasn't until this time that Mu Wan'er understood what Emperor Qianyuan's extraordinary talent meant.

Your Majesty knows everything
In the Hall of Mental Cultivation, Emperor Qianyuan finished approving the last memorial and pressed his eyebrows: "San Xi'er, what time is it now?"

Song Sanxi, whose name was called, quickly stood beside Emperor Qianyuan: "Your Majesty, it's almost time, where are you going to stay today?"

Emperor Qianyuan didn't answer Song Sanxi's words, but opened his mouth to ask, "How is it over there?"

Song Sanxi knew that Emperor Qianyuan was asking about Mu Wan'er, so he quickly replied: "The imperial concubine is not feeling well, she has already been sent back."

Emperor Qianyuan hummed lightly: "Wan'er is not in good health, find an imperial doctor to quietly take care of her, and take care of her by the way, don't let anyone disturb her purity."

Knowing that Emperor Qianyuan was immobilizing Mu Wan'er, Song Sanxi complied, and then quickly left the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

Seeing that Song Sanxi was gone, Emperor Qianyuan closed his eyes and rested quietly: let's use other ways to compensate Yunyao.

Not long after Song Sanxi came out, he saw Fushun poking his head around the corner.

Song Sanxi frowned lightly, then quickly walked over to Fushun.

He grabbed the other person by the ear and pulled him out: "You son of a bitch, dare to look around at the entrance of the Hall of Mental Cultivation. What do you want to see, I will tell you."

Fushun knew that he had made a mistake, and yelled out in pain: "Father, father, you old man, be more careful, it doesn't matter if I have rough skin and thick flesh, you hurt your hand carefully."

Song Sanxi sneered: "My son is really filial, he knows that he loves your father."

Fushun licked his face and continued to smile, "I'm a good son of Dad, so I naturally care about Dad's body."

Song Sanxi was very well coaxed by this clever godson: "Okay, if you have anything to say, just talk about it, there's no need to waste your time here."

Knowing that he had coaxed Song Sanxi well, Fushun cautiously followed Song Sanxi: "Godfather, why do I feel that there seems to be something tricky about the imperial concubine saving His Majesty back then, do you think His Majesty will re-investigate. "

As soon as the words fell, Song Sanxi's slap was already slapped: "Damn thing, I think you have lived enough."

Earlier, I thought this kid was smart, and wanted to let the other party hit me.

But looking at it now, this kid is far from being smart, he is clearly pretending to be smart.

Trying to guess the holy will in vain, could it be that he has never died.

Fu Shun was immediately stunned, but found that his godfather was really angry, he hurriedly kneeled to Song Sanxi's side, and slapped himself in the face non-stop.

Song Sanxi originally wanted to let the other party know the seriousness of this matter. When he saw Fushun's frightened appearance, he let out a sigh of relief: "If this happens again, our family will beat you to death with our own hands."

Also lest this little brat harm others and himself.

Fushun hurriedly nodded yes, then followed Song Sanxi without saying a word, and walked quickly to the Imperial Hospital.

Looking at Fushun's low-browed and pleasing eyes, Song Sanxi finally calmed down: "Your Majesty will never touch the imperial concubine."

(End of this chapter)