Demon Concubine in charge: Evil Emperor, don't spoil

Chapter 201 How dare you abandon Wusi!
The news of Mr. Fu Sheng's return to the imperial city arrived early. When Mr. Fu Sheng got out of the carriage, he found a person standing outside the door.

"How did Duke Jing come here?"

Mr. Fu Sheng snorted lightly, a coolness flashed across his eyes, and he walked slowly in front of Jing Zhengxi.

Hearing this, Jing Zhengxi turned around and saw that it was Mr. Fu Sheng, his face suddenly darkened, and he stepped forward quickly, then raised his palm, intending to swipe it down on Mr. Fu Sheng's face.

Seeing this, Mr. Fu Sheng's black eyes turned cold, and then he stopped Du Qiao from coming forward with his eyes, and reached out to grab Jing Zhengxi's hand. The smile on the corner of his mouth made Jing Zhengxi's face darken even more. "Duke Jing has quite a temper."

"Sir, what do you want to do!"

Jing Zhengxi gritted his teeth and said that others would take Fu Shengjun's identity into consideration, but Jing Zhengxi never cared about it.

What else could be the reason for this, isn't it because Mr. Fu Sheng tried every means to get his daughter, so why would he dare to do something to him.

"When will it be your turn to take care of this king's affairs?"

After all, Mr. Fu Sheng's eyes turned cold, and the strength in his hand became more and more violent, and then he heard Jing Zhengxi's cry of pain.

"Duke Jing, I don't care about the past, it's just that I didn't have so much time to deal with you back then. Could it be that Duke Jing thought you would really become my king's father-in-law?"

There was sarcasm in these words, but it made Jingzhengxi ignore the pain in his hands, and anger appeared on his pale and decayed face, "Bastard, how dare you abandon Wusi!"

"I've been called a sycophant, so why wouldn't I dare?"

Mr. Fu Sheng chuckled irresistibly, and the slightly raised curve of the corners of his mouth became more and more soul-stirring, especially under the slender eyes, the mole of tears was shining brightly, making him even more bewitching and noble.

After all, before Jing Zhengxi could say anything, Mr. Fu Sheng let go of his hand suddenly, as if disgusted, picked up the brocade handkerchief that Du Qiao handed over, and wiped his plain hands carefully.

"You! You! The old man's daughter, how dare you rest!"

"The old man was joking, the king hasn't married yet, so why not talk about it?"

After finishing speaking, Mr. Fu Sheng let out a light snort, and casually stepped forward, ignoring Jing Zhengxi, whose face was so ugly that he could see the extreme.

"Mr. Fu Sheng, you stop for this old man!"

Jing Zhengxi looked at Mr. Fu Sheng viciously, but Du Qiao, who was on the side, saw the old man talking endlessly, and felt very contemptuous in his heart.

Back then, the first emperor decreed that Jing Wusi was bestowed on Mr. Fu Sheng as his concubine. This was something that many ladies envied, but Jing Zhengxi still hated Mr. Fu Sheng in every possible way.

If only, with Mr. Fusheng's appearance and talent, why should he only guard Jing Wusi alone.

Now, Mr. Fu Sheng just broke his original assumption that Mr. Fu Sheng proposed to marry him, just like a cat whose tail was stepped on, baring its teeth and claws.

Mr. Fu Sheng turned his face away, his eyes were gloomy and cold, directly hitting people's hearts, causing Jing Zhengxi to shiver involuntarily, and then he saw Mr. Fu Sheng's Zhu Yu's lips parted lightly, with infinite coolness, "In this king's In the bottom of my eyes, there is no difference between Master Jing and the rest of the courtiers. This king will never show mercy to those who make me unhappy. Maybe the next one will be the capital..."

"You threatened the old man?"

Jingzhengxi was trembling with anger, but looking at those eyes full of coldness, he dared not say anything cruel, so he had to grit his teeth and speak.

"So what?" Mr. Fu Sheng glanced at Jing Zhengxi, and turned around and left as usual.

(End of this chapter)