It's hard for the queen of intelligence

"Of course, Fufeng can only like Miss Huang, but how will Miss Huang treat the people outside the hall?" Lu Fufeng let his eyes pass over Lu Fusang's shoulders, and could hardly fall on the people outside the hall.

"An outsider?" Lu Fusang frowned, but he did not let go of the hand around Lu Fufeng's waist.

"Your Majesty." With a clear and cold tone, saluting as a matter of routine, ignoring the slightly pale complexion of the emperor's sister after the man's voice, Lu Fufeng wantonly looked at the man kneeling on the ground in white clothes, "Since I see a gentleman, Yunhu do not like?"

Hearing a female voice coming from the king's arms, the man kneeling on the ground frowned slightly, and when he raised his head and looked at Lu Fufeng, he lowered his head again when he saw that it was the famous Queen Sui.

"The slaves in the imperial sister's palace should be taught the rules." Lu Fufeng looked at the man kneeling on the ground, and flirtatiously hung his exposed arm on Lu Fusang's neck, "The Great Chen Kingdom has never passed on without passing it on." To the slave."

"Fufeng was joking." Unable to figure out the motive of the imperial sister's words, Lu Fusang didn't dare to look back, but got up and moved Fufeng into the couch.

"Sister Huang agreed to start again..." Lu Fufeng lay obediently on the couch, and looked at the embarrassed empress jokingly, "Although Fufeng is not considered noble, he has no intention of recognizing a brother indiscriminately."

"Fufeng..."

"Sister Huang, what do you think about Fufeng except him now?" Lu Fufeng looked at the scan results of the man on the analyzer vigilantly, "Code name: Song Yun, gender: male, family background: eldest son of Minister of Rites, status: scheduled emperor husband."

"Royal sister..." Lu Fusang read the seriousness in Lu Fufeng's eyes, and couldn't help turning around to take a bowl of ginseng soup from the palace man beside him, "You just woke up from a serious illness, so you don't get angry easily."

"Sister Huang, the sisterhood between you and me is hard-won!" Lu Fufeng sat up from the couch with a pale complexion, "When Second Sister Huang was alive, she was very happy and Fufeng chanted the word 'everyone can be a husband' .”

When Lu Fusang heard Lu Fufeng mention Fuyun, the hand holding the soup bowl trembled slightly, but he still fed Lu Fufeng a spoonful of soup calmly, "The emperor's body is weak..."

"Hot." Knowing the Queen's words, it was not only to change the subject, but also to appease the man kneeling on the ground, explaining the previous movement, Lu Fufeng then shook his head slightly, and shrank his whole body towards the corner of the wall, weakly, "Fufeng doesn't like ginseng soup."

"That's right, the second emperor's sister is right. A good daughter has ambitions in all directions, so she shouldn't..." Lu Fusang thought that when Lu Fuyun was around, he looked like he was in the limelight, and subconsciously decided to ignore Lu Fufeng's displeasure. Kan took another spoonful from the bowl.

She could allow Fufeng to compete for favor with the men in the palace, but she could not allow anyone to challenge the imperial power.

"Second Sister Huang never forces Fufeng to drink ginseng soup." Lu Fufeng's eyes flashed the image of Yao Lingyun handing her an umbrella in the rain.

"En." Lu Fufeng's words made Lu Fusang speechless, and it was not until another spoonful of ginseng soup was delivered to Lu Fufeng's mouth that he started to talk again, "You just need to remember that the widow forced you to pass..."

"Hmm..." Lu Fufeng was about to refuse, but he heard the sound of 'plop' falling to the ground.

"My lord, the young master has fainted!" Another male voice.

"Hmm..." Lu Fusang continued to feed the porridge.The reason why she let Song Yun into the palace was just because she was worried that Fufeng would try to snatch her again.

Thinking that the person Fufeng robbed last time seemed to be the man who had fallen in love with the second imperial sister before, Lu Fusang's complexion became more and more ugly, "Send the young master back to the mansion..."

"I beg the sage to be merciful, the young master has always had heart palpitations..." Hearing that the emperor succumbed to King Sui's despotic power and did not stand on the young master's side, the young servant who followed Song Yun into the palace immediately felt aggrieved for his master.

"Bastard, within the imperial city, there is your Song family's unbridled place... Cough cough cough..." Lu Fufeng staggered and pushed Lu Fusang away, got up and stood in front of Song Yun, the marriage rate on the analyzer was 89% and told her, This man cannot stay.

"Emperor sister..." Lu Fusang looked at the solemn woman in surprise, not knowing what she was going to do.

"Mr. Song, has anyone in this world taught you that you can pretend to be anything, except illness. Even though people always sympathize with the weak and even have a desire to protect, but what is fake is fake, and it cannot be true." Lu Fufeng Smiling, he grabbed Song Yun's neck and dragged him up from the ground. According to his height, this low-end life form was actually a head taller than her, "If you don't wake up, you will have no chance. No one will know that you are here Within the high walls, did you die from the bullying of the temple, or from your congenital heart palpitations. There are too many secrets that everyone knows. But even if everyone knows it, it is still a secret. Because the truth Forever crouching in the dark, never seeing the light of day."

"Fufeng..." Seeing that the situation was out of control, Lu Fusang couldn't help frowning.

"Sister Huang, please don't move around." Lu Fufeng sneered and increased the strength of his hands, staring at the motionless body under his hands, "Fufeng has been a soldier all his life, and he knows his own seriousness. It is true that the eldest son of the Song Dynasty is openly deceiving the king. Capital crime, what is the crime?"

"Fufeng, let go!" Lu Fusang waved his hand to stop the guard, got up and took a few steps towards Lu Fufeng, "Yun'er really has a heart attack."

"It turns out that this is the reason why Fufeng lost to Young Master Song. Fufeng knows." Lu Fufeng looked at this seemingly infinitely fragile man under him with infinite regret, he was not worthy of King Sui.

The strong and the weak in terms of strength involve people's hearts, and may show diametrically opposite pictures in their emotions-the weak become strong, and the strong become weak.

"Miss Huang is distressed, or is it regretful? Sis Huang vowed to make an appointment with Fufeng, threatened to start again, and wants Fufeng to be devoted to you. Is this sincerity?" Lu Fufeng smiled and let the joints in his hands creak, He also watched with satisfaction as the faces of all the people present began to turn pale.

"Sister, let go, your wound has already opened!"

"Cracked?" Lu Fufeng frowned and looked at the wrist that had already started to bleed, and then vaguely remembered that she had fought against a low-end life form code-named Cao Min a few days ago.

Was she injured at that time?Lu Fufeng was about to confirm, but he found that his subordinate Song Yun suddenly opened his eyes.

Those dark eyes were full of resentment, and some tears glistened again.Seems a little ambitious?

Lu Fufeng looked into Song Yun's eyes, and then looked at Lu Fusang who was not far away. Lu Fusang's eyes seemed to be complicated.

anxious?Can't bear it?

"Weakness is useless to this hall." Emotions are a kind of drag, Lu Fufeng saw Lu Fusang's tense expression, and increased his strength without hesitation, "Sister Huang, you must remember two points, one is to revitalize Chen Guo and compete People in the world cannot tolerate Song Yun's weakness. The two, Fufeng and Second Sister Huang, are willing to cede the throne to Sister Huang, and it is definitely not for Sister Huang to be romantic!"