Ma'am, your vest fell off again

Chapter 212
laugh!
After chasing away the unsightly white lotus, Fu Xuanrong jumped onto the bed, looking at the man in front of him who had lost a lot of weight, she couldn't stop the pain in her chest.

She is not a brainless person, how could she fail to guess Li Junhao's intention to offend the prince.In order to keep myself from thinking wildly, and to keep her from feeling cold towards the royal family, is this man willing to do this?
Fool.

What a fool.

……

The sunlight fell on the bed through the window, even through the gauze curtain, Li Junhao still felt that his face was almost melted by the sun.

He moved his fingers, only to find that his entire arm was almost numb.After a lot of struggle, he finally opened his eyes, but what he saw was a face that was sleeping very sweetly.

This is... the palace?
"Hmm." Fu Xuanrong seemed to sense movement beside her, and looked at Li Junhao sleepily, "Are you awake? Is there any discomfort in your body? Are you hungry?"

"Everything is fine, but the arm is a little numb."

ah?Arm numb?

Fu Xuanrong was stunned for a few seconds, and then realized that she had slept on Li Damei's body all night. She hurriedly sat up, and said embarrassedly: "Then what, I didn't mean it."

Li Junhao also had a little softness on his face, "It's okay, when did you come back?"

"Just two days ago, I heard that you were fined as soon as you came back."

"make you worry."

Fu Xuanrong snorted, "Didn't you worry me? Look at you, you are so handsome, but now you are unshaven and disheveled. You are so ugly."

Li Junhao really didn't take care of himself in the past few days. He didn't want to be seen in such a mess, so he stretched out his hand and pulled him into his arms, "You managed to save me?"

"Well, I pretended to be your mother and concubine, and went to the emperor's bath to perform a play."

bath? !
Li Junhao finally calmed down, his face turned dark, "Did you see anything?"

"Puchi, are you out of your mind? The emperor is still my father-in-law. How can I peep at his body?"

Besides, what's so good about that old man, his face is full of wrinkles, she doesn't want to have needle eyes.

"Well, thank you for your hard work."

"Okay, what are you doing with such polite words to me? What's going on these days?"

Li Junhao patted Fu Xuanrong's back reassuringly, "It's nothing. The case in Nanguang Town has uncovered a lot of bad debts, and many people involved in the court are trembling. The crown prince is best at protecting himself wisely. He abandoned several ministers, completely Put yourself out of the way."

"Since the crown prince was not involved, why did the emperor punish you like this?"

"The interests of the prince's party have been suppressed, so they will naturally not let me go. These days, the Ministry of Rites and the Military Aircraft Department, and even people who can't be beaten are writing letters to join me. It is helpless for my father to punish me. lift."

Fu Xuanrong frowned unhappily, "You didn't do anything outrageous, so why would they take you?!"

"It's just absurd things that happened when you were young. How can you keep your hands clean when you are in the royal family? There is always something wrong with being held in the hands of others."

"Oh, forget it, don't think about it too much, anyway, people are safe and sound now, you have cultivated well recently, and you don't have to go to court."

"Yeah." He was indeed very tired. He hadn't closed his eyes for three days and three nights. It was as if a needle was being pricked in his knee.

"When I wiped your body this morning, I found that the bruises on your legs were very serious, so I applied ice for you for a while, and the swelling will subside in a few days. Don't worry too much."

Li Junhao nodded, "I'll sleep a little longer."

"Okay, go to sleep."

Li Meiren should be really tired this time, and she slept for another day and night before recovering.

Fu Xuanrong delivered all kinds of tonic soups to his room on time, and she was relieved when she saw that his complexion had returned to rosy.

"Li Junhao, I think your body is [-]% to [-]% better, and your legs are much more agile. Why don't we go to Xiangjulou today."

"Huh? Why?"

Fu Xuanrong sat on the stool and stretched, "I've been bored in the room with you for a few days, and my mouth is full of bitter medicine. I need to eat some hot pot to refresh myself."

Li Junhao understood that this was just an excuse for her to go out, so he didn't continue to ask, "It's all up to you."

Anyway, now that he is recuperating at home due to illness, he really should have a few days of leisure.

Half an hour later, the two sat in the private room, and the one who was smiling like a chrysanthemum was Song Wenzhi, Mr. Song.

"My lord, I'm treating you to this meal today to celebrate your recovery, my lord."

"Tsk, just want to send my lord away after a hot pot meal? Dreaming, it's not over until tomorrow you take us to the first floor for a snack." Fu Xuanrong exploited Lord Song unceremoniously.

"Ah? Don't, any two dishes on the first floor are my salary for a year. It's a real meal. I have to sell the house to pay for it."

Chen Ziyi at the side couldn't help but patted him on the back of the head, "Master Rong is joking with you, you take it seriously."

"Hahaha, Mr. Chen still has sharp eyesight, come here, eat all of them, the dishes should be cooked."

Recently, the imperial court has a lot of affairs, and Song Wenzhi hasn't come to Xiangjulou to have a good meal for a long time. Now he is looking at a pot of bright red soup, and his saliva is almost dripping out, "I don't know the behind-the-scenes of Xiangjulou Who is the boss who can come up with such delicacies, when I have a chance to see her, I have to pay homage to her."

"Yo! What a coincidence." Fu Xuanrong put down her chopsticks and said with a blushing face, "I am the boss behind the scenes of Xiangju Building. I don't know how Master Song plans to worship me?"

"What, what?!" Song Wenzhi's eyeballs almost fell into the hot pot, "Master Rong is joking, right? You are the boss of Xiangju Building?"

"I'm not joking. If you don't believe me, you can ask the prince."

Song Wenzhi's inquiring eyes fell on a prince who was serious about cooking meat for Fu Xuanrong, "My lord, is it true?"

"Hmm." The man replied blankly.

"My God! Master Rong, you are simply a genius unparalleled in the world. So can you give me a portion of the ingredients for this hot pot, so that I can cook and eat at the mansion every day, saving me from having to run away? Come out and set a position."

Fu Xuanrong shook her head, "That's not acceptable. If you tell Mr. Song, how will Xiangjulou make money from your pocket in the future?"

Song Wenzhi lowered his head in disappointment, "Oh, it's bitter."

"Don't be so downcast, here, do you want some of your favorite pig's brain?" Chen Ziyi reminded him.

"Yes, yes, give me some more." Speaking of hot pot side dishes, his favorite is pig's brain, which is simply too delicious.

(End of this chapter)