Donggong enchanting: Prime Minister, don't refuse favor

Chapter 31
Wen Yanya put down his plain chopsticks, his unwavering black eyes darkened a bit, his warm and cool voice was still sweet, "That's fine."

After saying that, Fu Zhaoge couldn't help being stunned for a moment, and then returned to his usual lazy and seductive enchanting attitude, with playfulness in his phoenix eyes, "Then I hope that Master Xiang will cover it a lot."

Wen Yanya glanced at Fu Zhaoge, but he didn't say anything.

However, thinking of Mu Changyuan who had just entered and exited, Wen Yanya clenched his hands hidden under the wide sleeves unconsciously, and his black eyes were full of chill.

Now, in Wen Yanya's mind, he only remembers that Mu Changyuan left from the east palace gate, but if it was in the past, he would have observed carefully secretly, how could he have missed that there was a bloody man on Mu Changyuan's shoulder, and he knew it and was blindly jealous.

And Fu Zhaoge saw that Wen Yanya still seemed no less humble and cool than usual, and the surroundings were filled with a chill that came from nowhere, so he asked a little, "Master Xiang, did you meet any old acquaintances today?"

Hearing this, Wen Yanya looked up, the dark color in it flashed away, and a warm and pleasant voice sounded immediately, "The old acquaintance is not counted, but today the prince looks quite happy."

"Oh?" Fu Zhaoge raised his eyebrows, and the corners of his blushing mouth casually raised a smile, "How did Xiangye see that?"

As the words fell, Wen Yanya's eyes flickered slightly, and the corner of his mouth twitched lightly, "I'm afraid everyone can see that the crown prince is happy, so I don't need to think about it."

"Master Xiang is really perceptive." Fu Zhaoge raised his lips and smiled.

Originally, there was no clue about this matter. After all, Fu Zhaoge had never investigated the area in the southern country. If he acted rashly, he might arouse suspicion.

But now that someone came to her door, the heavy stone in her heart was finally let go, so how could this not give rise to joy.

However, in the eyes of Wen Yanya, who didn't know the cause, this incident seemed particularly glaring.

"It seems that the prince is really romantic."

Wen Yanya glanced at Fu Zhaoge, there was no warmth in his eyes, and he sneered.

Regarding Wen Yanya's 'high hat' that he put on for no reason, Fu Zhaoge raised his eyebrows a little, and after a while, the smile on the corner of his mouth was smudged, and his phoenix eyes were full of teasing, "Why, Mr. Xiang is jealous?"

Wen Yanya glanced at the unprincipled Fu Zhaoge, but stopped talking, and suddenly realized the strange behavior he couldn't suppress.

"Even if Xiangye is blaming Bengong, at least let Bengong understand his situation? It won't happen, Xiangye doesn't say anything, let Bengong guess what he is doing to someone other than Xiangye 'Flirtatious'."

Fu Zhaoge doesn't like others to be meddlesome, even if she talks too much, she will probably give her a cold look.

But for some reason, since the day she saw Wen Yanya, the desire to tease her has never disappeared.

Hearing this, Wen Yanya didn't say a word, but sat alone on the side.

"Stuffy gourd."

Fu Zhaoge's phoenix eyes raised slightly, and he moved closer to Wen Yanya.

"It's the prince's business, not the minister's business."

Wen Yanya sorted out the things in his head that he hadn't figured out, and his cool and pleasant voice seemed to be affected.

"But I want Xiangye to take care of it."

Fu Zhaoge's words were straightforward, but this ambiguous sentence fell into Wen Yanya's ears, and somehow touched the string, and the dark eyes that were as black as ink gradually faded away.

"If I hadn't been in charge of the reserve position, like an ordinary woman, I would have fallen in love with Xiangye."

As soon as Fu Zhaoge said this, Wen Yanya's fingers trembled slightly, but he pressed his lips tightly.

But if you are, will you still like it?

(End of this chapter)