The villain powerful minister pitted his tech house

Chapter 541

There is a little bit of bright red cinnabar, as if there is a tiny red mole under the corner of the eye.

Added a touch of seductive charm to the originally delicate and well-behaved face.

Song Shushu looked in the mirror a little worriedly, and became satisfied when he saw the appearance, holding the bronze mirror happily and looking, "This little mole is well-spotted, I look so good-looking!"

"Yeah." Fu Xuan looked at this narcissistic little fool, and gently caressed her face with his fingers.

There used to be a faint king in Xia Kingdom who built a wine pool and meat forest for a dancing girl, and killed loyal generals and officials. For this dancing girl, the huge dynasty was almost destroyed in one fell swoop.At that time he scoffed, but now he felt that this Emperor Xia seemed to be a little bit worse.

Fu Xuan stroked Song Shushu's face with his fingers, "Does Shushu like gold treasures?"

"I like it." Song Shushu nodded, asking who doesn't like it.

"Then can I use these to build you a golden house?"

"Okay...what?" Song Shushu was about to agree, but then quickly raised his head, "What are you talking about?"

Fu Xuan's eyes flashed, and he pinched Song Shushu's face, "I'm just kidding, how could I be that kind of foolish, arrogant and lustful king."

"Oh, really." Song Shushu gave him a suspicious look, "I didn't say that about you either."

"Why don't we leave the palace in the afternoon?"

"You...have some face!" Song Shushu kicked him, "Leave now."

Fu Xuan looked at her with a smile, like an old fox who just stole fish.

"Wait." Fu Xuan stretched out his hand to grab Song Shushu who was about to leave.

Song Shushu: "What's wrong?"

Fu Xuan dipped a little lip gloss on her index finger, and pressed it lightly on her lips, "Okay, let's go."

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Wuyang Festival

It is the biggest festival before the annual harvest, and it can also be called the Qixi Festival of Yu Country.

On this day, single men and women go on blind dates, married couples parade through the streets, and the streets and alleys of Bianjing are extremely lively.

There are two kinds of blind dates for single men and women, one is matchmaker's words, and the other is boldly pursuing one's own love.

On this day, married girls will go to the shops along the street and watch the men passing by. If there is someone they like, they will throw the purse in their hands to him.

Fu Xuan's well-dressed, noble temperament, coupled with that particularly eye-catching good skin, can be described as a favorite among the crowd.

Even holding Song Shushu by the side couldn't stop the enthusiasm of the girls.

Along the way, there were dozens of sachets that were accurately thrown into the arms.

After returning the sachet and sending the passer-by woman away, Song Shushu squinted at him, "You are... quite welcome. We only walked a few steps after getting off the carriage. The incense that I threw for you The sacs can go around Bianjing twice."

"Are you jealous?"

Fu Xuan looked at her, the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

"Eat...why jealous? I'm just annoying." Song Shushu's eyes shifted to the other side, "With our current speed, when will we go?"

Fu Xuan restrained himself from laughing, and nodded in agreement, "Ma'am is right."

As he spoke, he took out a purse that looked old but was well protected from his sleeve, "Please hang up the books for my husband."

Song Shushu stared blankly, "You still keep this electronic cloud purse."

"Naturally. After all, Madam only made this one for my husband."

(End of this chapter)