Donggong enchanting: Prime Minister, don't refuse favor

Chapter 818
It was almost dusk when Fu Zhaoge and Wen Yanya finally finished processing the piled documents.

The Taishanghuang obviously had a good opinion, and he didn't stay in the imperial capital right now, but went to play in the idle palace next to him.

Fu Zhaoge leaned on Wen Yanya's shoulder, his phoenix eyes glanced slightly at the last memorial, only then did he realize how many memorials the Supreme Emperor had dealt with on weekdays.

No wonder in the past, the Supreme Emperor always pressured himself to approve the memorials, which was called "experiencing in advance".

In fact, today's main force is Wen Yanya, and Wen Yanya is obviously the same as before, leaving no room for tossing around.

Yuemo saw that Fu Zhaoge really couldn't bear it, and that was the end of this fiery lingering death.

On the whole, Fu Zhaoge's physical strength is not bad, but it is obvious that Wen Yanya is indeed more outstanding than Fu Zhaoge at this time.

Seeing that Fu Zhaoge was a little tired from being tormented by himself, Wen Yanya also took the initiative to read the memorial.

Although Wen Yanya forgot how he used to deal with it, but for some reason, Wen Yanya still became more proficient in handling the memorial.

If there is such a sweetness in front of every memorial, it will be a good job.

Fu Zhaoge, who was at the side, saw that the corner of Wen Yanya's mouth seemed to have a strong meaning, but it disappeared after a while, so he couldn't help raising his eyebrows.

"I can't stand Xiangye's physical strength."

Fu Zhaoge also had to admit that his Prime Minister looked thin and loose, but his clothes were off, but his belly was full and firm, almost impeccable.

"That's good too, so that His Majesty will still be thinking about finding the harem in the future."

Wen Yanya's eyes deepened, thinking that Fu Zhaoge is now the lord of a country, if this is really counted, the Sangong Sixth Courtyard is not too much.

It's just that it depends on whether he agrees or not, and it depends on Fu Zhaoge's willingness to do it and the energy to get up from his couch.

"I'm already a little exhausted dealing with Xiangye alone."

Afterwards, Fu Zhaoge said deliberately, but his long and slender fingers touched Wen Yanya's chest more recklessly, making slight circles, arousing the fire in Wen Yanya's heart, and his eyes darkened, and he couldn't help reaching out to grab Fu Zhaoge's chest. hand.

"Your Majesty is polite, but I don't see any physical and mental exhaustion in His Majesty."

Wen Yanya let out a low laugh, watching Fu Zhaoge still laughing so captivatingly, his eyes flickered even more, he wanted to hide the person in front of him at home, so how could others see him.

"With Xiangye here, I have to worry about Xiangye."

Afterwards, Fu Zhaoge lightly raised the corners of his crimson lips, and Su Ye, who had just come in to help grind the ink stone, couldn't help but twitch his eyelids.

Your Majesty is indeed His Majesty, if this is really a man, I am afraid that countless women will fall into His Majesty's hands.

"Your Majesty's eloquence, the truth is indeed difficult to refute."

Wen Yanya glanced at Fu Zhaoge helplessly, and then the corner of his mouth couldn't help but become full of a warm smile like a breeze.

Hearing this, Fu Zhaoge laughed softly.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty..."

Outside, Xiao Yan suddenly walked in, looking at Fu Zhaoge with a little averted eyes.

"what happened?"

Fu Zhaoge raised his eyes, his lazy tone was still leisurely.

"His Royal Highness King Yan went to Juliang..."

Xiao Yan couldn't help taking a deep breath. When he heard the news, he couldn't believe his ears.

(End of this chapter)