Genius Poisonous Concubine: Fourth Miss Against Heaven

Chapter 367 Admitting Mistakes
As a person with wine taste and wine morality, it is the most basic rule to fall asleep after getting drunk.

That's why many people say that character can be seen from the quality of wine.On the contrary, it can be proved that if a person's character is not good, then the wine must not be very good.

Therefore, Jian Yunling felt that a large part of the reason why Yu Wenzheng didn't go crazy with alcohol might be due to his physical inconvenience, which limited his performance, and had nothing to do with his wine quality.

After all, if you want to talk about wine with a person who doesn't even have character, it's really embarrassing him, and it's embarrassing yourself too.

Fu Dongyun sent Yu Wenzheng back to the room, carefully placed him on the bed, and after seeing him sleeping soundly, he turned around and wanted to leave.But he saw a person leaning against the door frame, with his hands crossed over his chest, looking at him intently.

It was still noon, and the autumn sun was warm and bright, but Fu Dongyun only felt as if countless icy lights had pierced his body. He stood restlessly and clenched the sword in his hand, while the other hand hanging by his side was awkward and helpless. It seemed that something was tightly entangled under his feet, and he couldn't even take a step, or muster the courage to escape.

"Fu Shiwei is really conscientious, and he should make many loyal ministers and generals in the world ashamed." Jian Yunling straightened up, tilted her head slightly, and glanced at Yu Wenzheng on the bed with his eyes slightly closed and a peaceful face. Did not reach the fundus.

Fu Dongyun swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and said with difficulty: "The princess is joking, this is the duty of subordinates, how dare you compare with loyal ministers and good generals."

"Hey, this guard Fu is too modest." Jian Yunling approached him step by step, and the undercurrents in his seemingly calm eyes swallowed up all the light, leaving only a bottomless darkness: "The order of the prince, All obedience, just relying on this little brainless loyalty, not to mention the current dynasty, but all the loyal ministers and good generals in history, will be ashamed of themselves." These words hit the nail on the head without mercy.

Fu Dongyun lowered his head amidst her sarcasm, ashamed to speak.

Jian Yunling turned around and sat down on a round stool at the head of the bed, crossed her legs, leaned against the bed rail, and looked up at the tall and burly Fu Dongyun quite comfortably. Step on your feet.

"What's the matter, Guard Fu? I have nothing to say." Jian Yunling's pupils were still shining with a compelling light.

Fu Dongyun finally moved, turned sideways, faced her, bowed deeply, and said, "Princess, please forgive me."

This nonsensical sentence made Jian Yunling smile even wider. She tilted her head in thought, her brows knit into knots, and knowingly asked, "Crime? What's wrong with guard Fu? How could you be guilty of doing your best?"

When these words were asked and mocked, Fu Dongyun became more and more uneasy. He was already simple and honest and did not have so many twists and turns. At this moment, his face was so red that it was about to burn, and his voice was hoarse. ...It was the subordinate who made a mistake."

"Which matter?" Jian Yunling's face suddenly became cold and serious, her long eyebrows twitched, as if she would not give up until he said it himself.

Fu Dongyun was helpless, sighed deeply, and said: "That day, my subordinates shouldn't have broken into Mrs. Xue's boudoir to prevent the princess from treating Mrs. Xue's illness."

Jian Yunling got up abruptly, the laziness she had just now was gone, and she stood in front of the tall and burly Fu Dongyun with her slender figure, not losing the slightest momentum, and even more domineering.

(End of this chapter)