Donggong enchanting: Prime Minister, don't refuse favor

Chapter 815 Can assist Your Majesty
Came back to his senses again, Wen Yanya only left a few fragments of pictures in his mind.

The scene was particularly clear, the woman in the red shirt was enchanting, and she hugged her neck with a smile on her face, just like the way Fu Zhaoge was doing to her right now.

Moreover, Wen Yanya saw it very clearly.

That woman is Fu Zhaoge, and he seems to remember the warmth that he concealed at that time.

Afterwards, Wen Yanya raised his eyes to look at Fu Zhaoge, and then hugged the waist of the woman in his arms tightly, "Just now, I seem to have thought of a scene from the past."

Hearing this, Fu Zhaoge's phoenix eyes flickered slightly, but then he couldn't help but bend his lips, "Really?"

Before Wen Yanya raised his eyes to look again, Fu Zhaoge stretched out his arms and put his arms around Wen Yanya's strong waist, his lazy voice was now whispering softly, "Fortunately, you are still by my side..."

When Wen Yanya heard the words, rippling appeared in his eyes, and then he leaned over and kissed Fu Zhaoge's brow.

"How can you not be here? Even if you die, I still want to be with you."

Wen Yanya's voice was still cool and indifferent, but there was an unconcealable warmth in his brows and eyes, and a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Hearing this, Fu Zhaoge bent his lips, then raised his face, bit Wen Yanya's deep-lined jaw lightly, and said, "The one who can die with you must be me."

After all, Wen Yanya couldn't help laughing out loud, and his black eyes gleamed with faint ripples like moonlight.

How could he be willing to let her die...

However, for some reason, Li Qing'er did not go to Fenghan Temple again to find trouble with Fu Zhaoge and Wen Yanya these days.

And Fu Zhaoge and Wen Yanya were also preparing to go to the imperial capital at this time.

Until the day after the day of arrival.

"Long live my emperor, long live, long live—"

Above the imperial court, the sound of hundreds of officials worshiping slowly rang out, lingering in the hall.

"Everyone loves to be flat."

Fu Zhaoge bent his lips, and the fiery red imperial robe on his body was embroidered with ink phoenix Yuyue. His eyebrows and eyes were enchanting, but his expression did not diminish in the slightest.

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

Then everyone got up.

"Something has started."

Fu Zhaoge leaned his head, his phoenix eyes drooped, and looked at the people in front of him without any diminution.

After a long time, all the officials looked at each other, and then someone came out and coughed lightly, and then said, "Go back to Your Majesty, I have something to talk about."

"Let's talk."

Fu Zhaoge raised his eyes lightly, and then glanced at the official. The corner of his mouth still had a smile that was not a smile, and his undetectable gaze made the official's scalp tingle a little.

"Returning to Your Majesty, I think that the country cannot be without a master for a day. In the same way, the position of Prime Minister Zuo is still there, but there is no one to take the position. I think that maybe I can find a new prime minister to replace this position..." The official also felt deeply in his heart Knowing a lot, it is natural to know the relationship between Fu Zhaoge and Wen Yanya.

But this position is vacant, which is indeed a bit itchy.

But right now, no one dares to expose their ambitions.

Only one new official, who was only in the sixth rank, actually took a step forward and said, "I think that if I am lucky enough, I will definitely be able to assist Your Majesty."

The person who spoke was Yuchi Cangye.

Hearing the words, Fu Zhaoge gave a slight snort of unknown meaning, then raised his eyebrows, his eyes became quieter, and no meaning could be heard in Qinggui's words.

"What do you think you have that can make me look at you differently?"

(End of this chapter)