Cold king's poisonous spoiled concubine

He saw Fu Pingyan coming in from the door in a gorgeous suit, followed by muying and two attendants, "you wait outside." his voice explained coldly.

"Yes." the attendants hurried down, stood at the door and closed the door.

"Hou Ye." Shen Zhuohua got up from his chair and bowed slightly.

"You're welcome, Miss Shen." Fu Pingyan gave a virtual help in the air, and still liked the little wild cat like Shen Zhuohua.

Shen Zhuohua got up and sat down on one side of the chair. Muying and Yueying looked at each other, consciously retreated and left space for two people.

"It's not appropriate to be alone." Shen Zhuohua's voice was indifferent when he saw that the door was closed.

"You and I have an engagement first, but what's wrong with meeting? Doesn't Miss Shen care?" Fu Pingyan chuckled and sat in a chair.

The breath on the body is a little slow, which is in sharp contrast to when I came.

Shen Zhuohua took a sip from his tea cup and looked at Lin Yushi on the execution ground. "The second prince won't come."

"The emperor knows that the second prince is too popular. Naturally, he will suppress his power. He just pity the big prince and carry the pot."

Fu Pingyan took a sip from the cup in a gentle tone.

"Isn't he going to be disappointed?" Shen Zhuohua listened without a trace of sympathy.

Fu Pingyan was stunned when he looked at Shen Zhuohua. He felt that the woman in front of him seemed different. The hatred in his eyes surged like a tide. His hand was a little stiff while drinking a tea cup.

The sun on his head was burning. Shen Zhuohua heard that the supervisor dropped the chips in his hand and fell to the ground. A ray of light appeared in his eyes.

"It's noon. Execute."

As soon as the words fell, the women on the execution ground cried loudly, and the people around cheered, and the voice also overshadowed the cry of the execution ground.

Shen Zhuohua stood up from his chair, put his hands on the window, and watched as censor Lin and Mrs. Lin were pressed on the stone pillar.

"The second prince will come to save me." Lin Yushi was hopeful at this moment.

"You'd better go to see Wan'er with me and make amends to her in person." Mrs. Lin was just fearless, looking at the people around her and the people she hated most in the teahouse on one side.

The smile in his eyes disappeared, only a strong hatred, his mouth opened slightly, and then the whole person's head was cut off.

Blood also immediately rose, splashed on the ground and dyed the floor red.

Fu Pingyan thought Shen Zhuohua would be afraid and wanted to stretch out his hand to block his eyes, but he saw that her fear remained unabated, leaving only cold frost.

"Aren't you afraid?" the voice and color were inexplicable.

As soon as the voice fell, Shen Zhuohua's eyes turned slightly and looked at the man around him, "I'm afraid I won't come."

The cheers of the people also exploded in the crowd, and some people thanked the Holy Lord on the earth, except for this scourge.

"Zhuohua." Fu Pingyan sat in his chair and saw Shen Zhuohua want to leave. He hurried out a voice.

After a footstep, Shen Zhuohua turned back and looked at him, "it's better for the Marquis to call me Miss Shen."

"You are my future wife. It's normal to call your name." Fu Pingyan smiled with a rogue look in his eyes.

For the first time, Shen Zhuohua felt that the Marquis was looking for a fight.

"It's rare for you and me to meet. I'll be looking for it later. Why don't we have lunch together?" Fu Pingyan asked tentatively.

"No need." Shen Zhuohua refused without thinking.

"There must be a lot of people now. If you go out like this, it's not good for you." Fu Pingyan stood by the window and looked at the people downstairs ready to go back.

The crowd was packed tightly.

Shen Zhuohua thought it was reasonable, so he returned to his position. Fu Pingyan clapped his hands and saw that the door was opened and the Wooden Eagle had come in.

"Go and prepare lunch." his voice was cold, and Fu Pingyan looked at him indifferently.

"Yes." wood Eagle retreated.

Downstairs.

"Miss, what are you doing here? This is the execution ground." the servant girl in green standing downstairs looked at the people around and covered her nose with a handkerchief.

"Just look around." the woman in blue on one side was gentle and elegant, and her voice was like a clear spring, which was very moving.

"What's nice here?" the servant girl didn't understand.

The eyes of the woman in pink looked around and saw a figure flashing by the window of Huachun building. Her eyes lit up and couldn't wait to walk past.

"Miss, where are you going?" the servant girl hurriedly chased after her.

Shen Zhuohua was stunned when he looked at the delicious food in front of him. These are what he likes to eat. Is it his illusion?

"These are what you like." Fu Pingyan picked up his chopsticks and put a dish in her bowl.

The Wooden Eagle behind him looked at him with a shocked face, but disappeared in an instant. On weekdays, the high Marquis would do such a thing.

Not only him, but also Shen Zhuohua was surprised.

"Thank you, marquis." Shen Zhuohua still picked up his chopsticks and took a mouthful of thanks. It tastes really good.

When Fu Pingyan saw her eat it, he put several dishes in a bowl. His action was gentle and could be like running water, as if he had done it thousands of times.

After lunch, Shen Zhuohua wiped his lips and was ready to leave with the shadow of the moon.

"I'll go back with you, too. I just went to the barracks." Fu Pingyan followed, standing behind Shen Zhuohua.

Shen Zhuohua heard the speech and didn't say much. He walked out first.

Just walked downstairs and watched the surrounding diners eat in the only private room.

"Hou ye..." as they walked one by one, a female voice sounded in their ears. Looking along the voice, they saw a woman in blue.

Bright eyes and bright teeth, skin is better than snow, and long eyelashes fan.

Fu Pingyan was stunned and looked at her up and down without saying a word.

Shen Zhuohua on one side saw it clearly, his admiration in his eyes was clearly visible, and he quickly thought about the woman in front of him. He didn't see the woman at the banquet last time.

"Don't you remember me?" the woman said uncertainly.

"Moon shadow, let's go." Shen Zhuohua looked at the moon shadow behind him indifferently and walked past with steps.

"Wait for me." after Fu Pingyan saw it, he hurried to catch up and directly ignored the women around him.

The woman saw Fu Pingyan catch up, and her eyes darkened a little, "who is this woman?"

"Miss, don't you know?" the servant girl green on one side looked at her suspiciously.

"Hmm? Who is it?" the woman looked at her.

"She is Shen Zhuohua, the eldest miss of the Shen family, who made a lot of noise in Kyoto a few days ago," said green.

"Is she?" the woman whispered, a trace of loneliness and disdain flashed in her eyes.

The other side.

"Hou ye, what are you doing with me?" Shen Zhuohua fiercely turned back and looked at him.