Zhengyang Hall
The Holy Master Fu Aotian is having a meal with the Crown Prince of Yan, Fu Lesheng. Since King Hao's death, Fu Lesheng has not even returned to his mansion.
God knows that he also has complaints against the Holy Uncle at this time. The Seventh Prince of Tiandu Kingdom came here a few days ago. The Qingcheng Imperial Master Xi Xiaomeng's skills allowed the Holy Uncle to keep him in the palace for two full days.
Now that King Hao is dead, the Holy Uncle still didn't let him go and asked him to protect him.
Looking at the exquisite food on the table, Fu Lesheng has no appetite at all.
"Le Sheng, what's wrong with you?"
"Holy uncle, aren't you tired of spending time with your nephew all day long?"
"What, you dislike the lonely king?"
Seeing that he had said it himself, Fu Lesheng naturally put on a bitter look and said, "Uncle Holy Master, you are not a delicate beauty. How can I be happy if you let my nephew face you every day?"
"You brat! Which girl have you fallen in love with? Tell me and I will marry you!"
Fu Aotian put down his chopsticks and hummed.
As soon as he spoke, Fu Lesheng immediately waved his hands, "No! Uncle Saint, you don't like me! If you really don't like me, you can drive me to the northwest and I will guard the border for you.
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"Go away! The lonely king is full when he sees you!"
Fu Aotian glared at him fondly and said so.
When Fu Lesheng heard this, his eyes lit up and he asked happily: "Uncle Holy Master, really let me go?"
When he asked this question, Fu Aotian choked up.
To be honest, he really didn't want his nephew to leave. After all, he didn't trust many people.
Although he has many sons, he doesn't know why, but he trusts his nephew very much. Maybe it's because his nephew is cynical and not enthusiastic about power, so Fu Aotian treats him very well.
While the two people were staring at each other, An Xuan said from the side at the right time, "Your Majesty, Imperial Physician Ji Dongming has something to see you outside the palace."
Fu Aotian frowned. It was definitely not a good thing for Ji Dongming to come to see him now.
He didn't want to see him very much, "Let him go out of the palace, the lonely king is not free!"
"Cha!"
An Xuan raised his eyebrows and was about to turn around.
"Mr. An, wait a moment!"
Fu Lesheng knew that Ji Dongming was Ji Ruyan's father. Thinking of the loss he suffered from Ji Ruyan the day before yesterday, he wanted to give Ji Ruyan a good beating to relieve his anger!
So, with bad intentions, he immediately encouraged him and said, "Uncle Holy Master, since Mr. Ji has something to ask for, why don't you see him?"
Fu Aotian glanced at him, knowing that this nephew must have other ideas, so he nodded, "Xiao Anzi, tell him to come in."
"Slave obeys!"
An Xuan turned around and went out immediately, bringing in Ji Dongming who was waiting outside the hall.
When Ji Dongming saw Fu Aotian, he knelt down and said, "My lord, Ji Dongming, comes to see you. Long live your Majesty!"
Fu Aotian gave him a cold look and did not let him get up. Instead, he asked: "What's the matter, do you have to come to see the lonely king at night?"
"I am here for my daughter's marriage. His Royal Highness King Hao has passed away. I don't know that my daughter..."
Only then did Fu Aotian remember that there was such a thing!
He even forgot about it!
Now that Ji Dongming mentioned it, and I thought that this idiot Ji Dongming could get the jade medal of the former Imperial Master, I didn't expect that this useless idiot would actually get sick!
Now that he has recovered from his illness, he comes to talk about his daughter’s marriage and wants to talk to his sons. It’s really whimsical!
Fu Aotian suddenly smiled at Ji Dongming, "What do you want Aiqing to do?"
This chapter has been completed!