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

Chapter 238 Your Highness, This Tea Is Still Warm
Turning her head, Ren Yinghuan looked at Jin Xuanjing at the side, but her eyes dimmed, and then she asked with a laugh, "Your Majesty, you look at Wusi and the Prince Regent, are they still compatible?"

Anyone with a discerning eye can understand Ren Yinghuan's thoughts.

As long as Jin Xuanjing nods his head and half pushes and half agrees, the marriage will be made again.

It's a pity that the person being asked is Jin Xuanjing.

"Does the empress dowager mean that if I change the decree again, I will be ridiculed by the world?"

Jin Xuanjing's deep eyes then glanced at Ren Yinghuan. Ren Yinghuan, who had lived most of her life, was rarely stunned, and when she recovered, she was silent for a long time.

It was still early when she married the late emperor, so Jin Yuan and Jin Cheng had to meet both father and son, but unexpectedly, the newly succeeded emperor was more subconsciously scary than Jin Yuan and Jin Cheng.

Ren Yinghuan's face was a little ugly, and then she had to look away, and didn't ask any more questions.

It was only after returning to the palace that Jin Xuanjing realized that Jin Xuanjing was not as simple as he imagined.

I'm afraid, even if he returns to the palace now, he won't be able to seize power so easily.

"Your Majesty, the banquet is ready."

Li Sheng on the side reminded him cautiously.

"Today, all my lovers, please have fun, come and sing and dance."

Jin Xuanjing inadvertently pulled up a wimpy smile at the corner of his mouth, but it was sinister but also revealed some meanings that made people blush and heartbeat. He was handsome and handsome, and his demeanor happened to be unruly, but he seemed romantic and dignified, never vulgar.

Seeing that the people not far away were still smiling, Mr. Fu Sheng raised his eyebrows unconsciously, but it was hard to be noticed.

During the singing and dancing scene, many people opened their arms and chatted happily, while Mr. Fu Sheng was sitting on the seat, but he did not drink any alcohol. Looking at the tea on the table, he stretched out his beautiful plain hand to pick it up after a long time. He took a cup, and took a sip of the warm tea calmly.

Seeing Mr. Fu Sheng at the table with picturesque eyebrows and eyes, every move is as beautiful as a fairy in a scroll, Jing Wusi couldn't help but lose his mind for a long time, and then there was a little regret in his eyes.

During this year and a half of engagement, she has accomplished nothing, and she doesn't care about Mr. Fu Sheng at all...

Thinking of the Concubine Selection Banquet held by Mr. Fu Sheng for three years in a row, Jing Wusi couldn't help biting his lips and clenching his fists.

At the beginning, she didn't care about these things, after all, she somewhat angered Mr. Fu Sheng for Jin Jin's death.But for so many years, Mr. Fu Sheng has never had any affection for him. At most, it was that time when he stopped in the palace and it rained a little. A guard came from Mr. Fu Sheng's carriage and handed him a handful of oil paper. umbrella.

But at that time, after Mr. Fu Sheng found out that he had a marriage contract with him, although he was still emotional and angry, she could feel the chill even from a little distance away.

The first emperor became seriously ill three years ago, and Mr. Fu Sheng was also in power for three years, but before the first emperor was alive, for some unknown reason, Mr. Fu Sheng did give the late emperor enough face.

And at that moment, she was holding the oiled paper umbrella, and when she turned her head, she saw the late emperor's personal eunuch hiding behind the rockery, seeming to be watching this scene.

At that time, she couldn't help laughing.

"Your Highness, this tea is still warm."

After a long time, Jing Wusi held a cup of tea, then walked up to Mr. Fu Sheng, gently put down the teapot and said with a smile.

With a smile, Bai Meisheng is empty and the flowers are colorless.

"Thank you, Miss Jing."

Mr. Fu Sheng nodded, but after Jing Wusi took his seat, he did not see Mr. Fu Sheng holding the cup of tea, and Du Qiao on the side came back at some point.

"Master, I will change the pot of tea for you."

(End of this chapter)