The imperial concubine has been flipped again

Chapter 810
Su Xi: "."

Does this monk have to speak so vaguely and implicitly?Not straightforward at all.

Alas, I couldn't help rushing up and grabbing his collar to torture him!

She let out a deep breath, lifted her feet and left quickly.

It wasn't until Su Xi's figure completely disappeared that Yan Fei finally straightened his tall and bent body slowly.

He sat down on the futon, and the whole body finally relaxed completely.

Unprecedented frustration hit him like a tide, and he couldn't help but want to go crazy.

"Wuhuang, have you noticed that Xixi is really not the original Xixi! Not only is her personality completely different, but even her charm has changed!"

"Look at the way she looked at me just now, it's not the same as before!"

As he spoke, he reached out to pick up the teapot, poured a cup of tea and drank it to suppress his shock.

"Little prince, you have said this sentence many times," Wu Huang continued to look down at the book, not surprised, "You must be tired, right?"

"It's terrible, Brother Huang was eaten to death by her," Yan Fei sighed, "If this continues, Brother Huang will still be led by her nose?"

Wu Huang's face remained unchanged, and his voice was soft: "This is not something the little prince should worry about."

"How can this king not worry about it?" Yan Fei frowned. "There are a lot of comments about her in the court, but the emperor ignores it. I'm afraid that if the emperor indulges in the gentleness, he will bear the infamy of the previous life!"

"What kind of person is the emperor? Others don't know, but the little prince knows best." Wu Huang did not raise his eyes to look at Yan Fei, his eyes lingered on the scriptures, "The emperor acts on his own terms, and the little prince is worried. It's all superfluous."

Hearing this, Yan Fei lowered his eyes and thought for a while.

He took a sip of tea from the teacup, and nodded in agreement: "Brother Huang is the wisest and wisest emperor in all dynasties, my king's worries are really unnecessary."

"Unrest lurks inside and outside the palace, and this king naturally thinks more about it than usual," he frowned. "The queen mother was killed, and she died in the Buddhist hall of Yongshou Palace. The murderer was deeply hidden. Nothing can be found, although the government has just undergone a major change of blood, but it is still unstable, and those forces are deeply intertwined and cannot be eliminated fundamentally."

"I don't know how many people there are, it's not good for Brother Huang."

Saying so, Yan Fei's eyes darkened.

Recalling the unbearable experiences that Brother Huang had encountered in the past, he still feels uneasy.

It's not easy for the emperor to sit on the throne, you can't mess up the whole situation just because of a woman.

The prosperity of Beiling today is all due to his diligent and painstaking management. Beiling, who has become the head of the four countries, did not have such an achievement for no reason.

Behind all of this, it was all forged by the blood and sweat shed by the emperor's brother.

"If the little prince is worried about the emperor, he will secretly protect the noble concubine." Wu Huang lowered his head and flipped through the scriptures, his face still calm and unwavering.

Yan Fei looked at him puzzled: "This king is just worried that the little girl will harm the emperor!"

There is nothing wrong with this, right?
"She is the one chosen by destiny, protecting her is the greatest help to the emperor."

Wuhuang pondered for a moment, and then said these words leisurely.

Yan Fei seemed to understand but half understood.

"By the way, what did she come to see you for today?" He asked suspiciously.

Wuhuang looked up at the things on the table and said, "I'm here to return the scriptures."

Yan Fei followed his gaze, reached out and picked up the scripture book, unfolded it and read it.

(End of this chapter)