Donggong enchanting: Prime Minister, don't refuse favor

Chapter 90
"Take care? Take care of your face, and then continue to do stupid things for me?"

Thinking of what happened in the morning, the emperor couldn't help his eyes glowing with anger.

Acting arrogantly, so unruly, any prince would have been beaten to death by him long ago.

"No matter how bastard you are, you will be the crown prince elected by you."

Fu Zhaoge said casually and slowly.

But as soon as these words came out, the air seemed to condense.

As expected of His Royal Highness, he is not worried about being strangled to death by the emperor.Whichever prince they saw, didn't they always talk nicely to the emperor respectfully, even the sixth prince would not dare to provoke the emperor's anger like this.

"Fu Zhaoge, you really don't believe that I will destroy you, do you?"

The emperor's face turned green immediately, and he looked at Fu Zhaoge who was not far away and roared angrily.

When Fu Zhaoge heard the words, there was still a smile on the corner of his mouth, but he got ready calmly, "Father, how can I not do it. But the son can sit firmly in this position, and the means are learned from the father, so I may not know the next father." The candidates for the East Palace belonged to by the emperor's heart were chosen quietly by the son-in-law."

"As for the heavy inkstone, don't think too much about it. Even if you are willing to give it, it depends on whether you want it or not."

Fu Zhaoge said again without hesitation.

This sentence is followed by one sentence, so it is strange not to make everyone feel horrified.

"Fu Zhaoge, do you really think that you are the only one to be in the East Palace?"

The emperor had a dark face, his teeth were chattering in anger, if he hadn't taken care of his face, he would have wanted to grab Fu Zhaoge and chop him up.

"My son didn't say that. If my father didn't suddenly let my son come here, my father wouldn't be so angry that my neck would turn red."

Fu Zhaoge smiled lightly, with a hint of evil in the corner of his mouth, and his words were even mixed with dullness.

"So, the prince is telling me that it's all my fault, are you looking for trouble?" The emperor took a deep breath and told himself not to get excited.

But even so, the gloomy tone in the emperor's tone was hard to conceal.

"My son dare not say that."

The smile on the corners of Fu Zhaoge's mouth became more intense, and his phoenix eyes shone brightly, captivating his soul.

"And you don't dare? How can my emperor's heir be an ordinary person."

The emperor said sarcastically.

Although Fu Zhaoge's temperament is a bit according to her, it is even more unpredictable. His temper seems to be stubborn, but his roots of wisdom are still there.

When his teeth were itching from anger, he calmly let go of his responsibilities.

"Speaking of which, it's better to have a better vision than Father."

The smile on the corners of Fu Zhaoge's blushing mouth became more and more intense, and his lazy and seductive voice sounded slowly.

The emperor was really speechless with anger.

Originally, she planned to accuse Fu Zhaoge of instigating the teacher, but before she knew it, she led her astray.

The palace guards outside the imperial study room have increased their knowledge, and their admiration for Fu Zhaoge has grown stronger.

"Other things, I can turn a blind eye to it, but next time, if you continue to fool me, I will definitely punish you severely." The emperor took a deep breath, and then he could only say this .

"My son obeys the order."

Fu Zhaoge raised his eyebrows lightly, but a dark color flashed across his eyes, which was so fast that people couldn't catch it.

"Today, Prime Minister Zuo asked for leave because of you?"

The emperor then looked at Fu Zhaoge and asked.

"Father really understands son-in-law."

Fu Zhaoge raised his eyebrows and smiled lightly, but did not deny it.

Hearing this, the emperor couldn't help being silent, and a strange look flashed across his eyes.

Fu Zhaoge had never approached anyone like this before, and Wen Yanya was the first.

(End of this chapter)