Donggong enchanting: Prime Minister, don't refuse favor

Chapter 711
"Okay, let's go back early."

Fu Zhaoge suppressed his smile, then said to Rumo, then turned and left.

When Ru Mo saw the back of Fu Zhaoge leaving, he couldn't help, his eyes flickered slightly, and then he couldn't help but smile.

This time, did I count as comforting His Highness the Crown Prince?
Then, walking on the palace road, Fu Zhaoge stopped outside the East Palace, then turned around and walked to the Quyou Pavilion of the Imperial Palace, sat in the pavilion and leaned on the railing for a long time.

When Xiao Yan came to find him, he only asked Xiao Yan to bring a few altars of fine wine, and left here.

Seeing the moonlight becoming more and more hazy, Fu Zhaoge rested his head with one hand, raised his phoenix eyes slightly, and looked at the beautiful picture scroll outside the pavilion
Afterwards, Fu Zhaoge picked up the wine jar next to him with the other hand, and drank it coolly and calmly. After a long time, after getting sleepy, he didn't intend to leave.

However, not long after, Fu Zhaoge felt a figure not far away, and slowly raised his phoenix eyes.

But not far away, a man in a white shirt was tall and straight like jade, holding a palace lantern in one hand, walking slowly.

Seeing this, Fu Zhaoge couldn't help bending his lips, and then continued, "Why is Xiangye here?"

"If the truth doesn't come, when will the prince plan to go back?"

Then, Wen Yanya's dull but warm voice sounded slowly, Fu Zhaoge couldn't help smiling.

"Master Xiang, would you like some drink?"

Fu Zhaoge picked up the little wine jar that was still left, and drank it lightly. After a while, Fu Zhaoge pointed to the unsealed wine jar beside him and bent his lips.

Hearing this, Wen Yanya darkened his eyes calmly, and then said meaningfully, "The truth is that I don't like too much alcohol."

"Then I will go back to the palace to take a bath, and then get close to the Prime Minister."

Fu Zhaoge raised his eyebrows, then picked up the unsealed wine jar, and said jokingly to Wen Yanya.

When Wen Yanya saw Fu Zhaoge get up, he stepped forward without hesitation, put his arms around Fu Zhaoge's waist, and then said in a cold tone, "Sometimes, it's not that you don't like the truth, you can avoid it."

After all, Wen Yanya abandoned the palace lantern in the pavilion, then hugged Fu Zhaoge horizontally, and let Su Ye in front of him see this and hurried forward to hold the lantern for Wen Yanya.

Seeing this, Fu Zhaoge couldn't help curling his lips, and then said helplessly, "I'm not drunk."

"Then you take it as the truth and want to take the opportunity to hug the prince for a while."

Wen Yanya glanced lightly at Fu Zhaoge whose cheeks were not too flushed, and his warm voice sounded slowly.

Even if Fu Zhaoge doesn't need him, but sometimes, this unconscious care and concern is actually a subconscious act.

It's what he wants to do, whether it needs to or not.

"I don't even believe this statement."

Fu Zhaoge raised his eyebrows, then said with a dumb smile.

But after a while, Fu Zhaoge stretched out his hand to wrap his arms around Wen Yanya's neck, caressed Wen Yanya's neck down with one hand, and then brushed across the skirt of his clothes. This palace, this palace will believe it."

Then, a look of amusement flashed across Fu Zhaoge's eyes, he raised his jaw slightly, and his crimson lips met Wen Yanya's ear.

"Prince, this is very drunk."

Wen Yanya just glanced at Fu Zhaoge indifferently, then said methodically, without being influenced by Fu Zhaoge at all.

Hearing this, Fu Zhaoge raised his eyebrows, but smiled slightly, and didn't say much.

(End of this chapter)