Violent General Sheng Shichong

It may be that Feng Li's expression is too imaginative, Fu Yuan recalled it for a long time, and finally couldn't help asking: "Last night... I didn't do anything to you, did I?"

If you don't do it, it's fine. If you really do something and don't remember it, that's really sad.

Feng Li gouged him out, broke free from his embrace, turned her back to him, and said in a tired voice, "I want to sleep for a while."

On weekdays, Feng Li's schedule is quite regular, if he is not really sleepy, he will not sleep at this time.

Fu Yuan hesitated to speak, he still doesn't understand what happened last night, he should have fallen asleep, but why does his wife look so tired?

In fact, not only he himself was thinking wildly, but even the servants in the mansion were also thinking wildly.

It's already this hour, Mr. Xuan Lin hasn't woken up yet, and the general came out of Mr. Xuan Lin's room again this morning, it's not clear what happened.

Fu Yuan ate breakfast alone, he was not willing to wake up Feng Li, and specially asked Zhu Yun to watch outside the house, not to allow anyone to disturb him.

While eating breakfast, I heard the news from the servants that there was a fire in Prince Jingming's mansion last night.

"The whole backyard is on fire. The fire has been burning for several hours. I heard that the second prince's arm was burned. He should be at the queen's place right now."

Fu Yuan is thoughtful, if the emperor really investigates this matter, he will definitely find out that he beat Shen Weiqing, if the emperor becomes suspicious and associates the two things together, saying that he set the fire, Then he has a thousand mouths and can't speak clearly.

After much deliberation, he decided to enter the palace.

Rather than waiting, it is better to strike first.

On the way to the palace, I happened to meet a group of officials who were leaving the court. They looked at Fu Yuan very delicately, as if they were all waiting for a good show.

Apparently, something about Fu Yuan was mentioned in the court today.

Ma Shilang who was walking towards him also gave him a self-seeking expression, Fu Yuan glanced coldly at these more or less gloating officials, and walked into the palace with his head held high.

Sun Yushi turned his head and glanced at Fu Yuan, caught up with the prime minister who was walking in front, and whispered: "Master Prime Minister, this son-in-law, is too restless."

Feng Yuting glanced at him indifferently, "What is the meaning of those words, Lord Yushi?"

Sun Yushi narrowed his eyes and smiled, "It's nothing interesting, my precious daughter will marry in a few days, the prime minister and I are both Fu Ziyan's father-in-law, so we can be considered close friends, right? "

Feng Yuting's footsteps suddenly paused, and he suddenly turned his head to look at Sun Yushi.

Sun Yushi didn't say anything, and left with a smile.

Feng Yuting's eyes were gloomy, he thought over Sun Yushi's words for a long time, and got a guess.

The situation between North Korea and China is getting more and more complicated...

The emperor met Fu Yuan alone in the imperial study room. After Fu Yuan came in, he kowtowed and confessed his crime. The emperor was concentrating on writing without looking up at him.

Fu Yuan didn't know what to do, and knelt for a while, but didn't dare to move.

There were only the two of them left in the imperial study room. The eunuchs and maids had been sent away by the emperor long ago. After the emperor finished writing a few words quietly, he nodded in satisfaction, put down the brush and wiped his hands, and then looked up at the still kneeling of Fu Yuan.

"What's wrong with Aiqing?" The emperor's tone could not be heard with joy or anger.

"I was reckless yesterday and injured the second prince!" Fu Yuan kowtowed again in cold sweat.