Donggong enchanting: Prime Minister, don't refuse favor

Chapter 27
After saying that, Fu Zhaoge turned to look at the person who just spoke, and said with a smile, "Oh? But the regents of other countries have never stopped me, which makes me think that I have the acquiescence of the regent."

Hearing this, the man's eyes flickered.

"You already recognized me as the king?"

"Originally, I was only [-]% sure, but now I can be sure."

Fu Zhaoge's words made Mu Changyuan frowned deeply.

This Nanguodonggong is indeed a means.

"Brother Huang." Mu Yixuan wriggled his pale lips and said powerlessly in surprise.

"I'll take care of you when I get back." Mu Changyuan glanced at Mu Yixuan with a cold gaze, then looked back at Fu Zhaoge, and said, "Prince of the Southern Kingdom, what exactly do you want this king to offer?"

"The Prince Regent of Juliang is really straightforward." Fu Zhaoge raised his eyes, but the corners of his mouth remained distant. "This condition is not difficult for the Prince Regent to fulfill. I heard that Juliang will be led by the Prince Regent in the near future." Vietnam visit?"

"You want to cross the country?" Mu Changyuan's eyes sank.

"I want it, so why borrow Juliang? I just want to find someone." Fu Zhaoge didn't hide it either.

"Look for someone? Could it be that you, Fu Zhaoge, don't have the ability?" Mu Changyuan stared at Fu Zhaoge closely, and mocked.

"My palace went to find someone personally, which means that my palace will owe Yue Kingdom a favor in the future. And the regent's going to find someone is not only repaying my palace's favor, which is beneficial to the regent king, but also my palace does not owe favors to others, which is beneficial Yu Bengong. With such a measure, the Regent should not understand." Fu Zhaoge raised his eyebrows and said slowly.

After the words fell, Mu Changyuan remained silent.

Now, Mu Changyuan has also noticed that it is not strange to be defeated by Fu Zhaoge.

Compared with strategy and foresight, she is not inferior to the true qualities of a man. This is probably the reason why there is a confidante in the Southern Kingdom for the first time.

"If the regent agrees, I can let you take the man away now."

Fu Zhaoge threw the blood-red long whip in his hand on the wooden table beside him, and said with a casual smile.

"Aren't you afraid that from now on, this king will become your enemy and invade the southern kingdom again?" Mu Changyuan pursed his lips, then raised his eyes to look at Fu Zhaoge.

"I like enemies who are a little bit ambitious, so there is no point in making you do it again. If I am the emperor, I will definitely let you lose again. If there is a difference in the throne one day, I don't care who wins and who loses. After 300 years, Dust to dust, dust to dust." Fu Zhaoge laughed, but then changed the topic, "However, if the regent dares to violate the conditions set by the palace, the regent can see if King Xuan can live beyond the two Year."

"Have you been poisoned?" Mu Chang Yuan suddenly fixed his eyes, and his eyes became more and more gloomy.

"This is because I was afraid that the regent would not believe me, so I did it in front of the regent." Fu Zhaoge said methodically, walked in two or three steps, and walked in front of Mu Changyuan.

Afterwards, before Mu Changyuan could speak again, Fu Zhaoge said again, "If you dare to break the contract, this palace will not only kill His Royal Highness Xuan Wang, but Ju Liang will also be lost at that time."

"This king won't." Mu Changyuan took a deep breath and loosened his tightly clenched fists.

"Then King Xuan will definitely not lose his life. However, the regent had better find it quickly. The poison has already penetrated into the body along with the wound. After nine months, the disease will occur every two months, and he will die in two years."

"I also hope that by then, the Crown Prince of the Southern Kingdom will not go back on his word." Mu Changyuan took a deep breath, but fell into a deep sense of powerlessness.

He never thought that one day he would be played in the palm of his hand.

(End of this chapter)