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    "There's something in there. Zhui'er said you'd definitely like it." Concubine Cui smiled. She obviously knew what Fu Minghua was going to ask, so she directly pointed it out.

    But Fu Minghua felt something was wrong. When Concubine Cui said this, there seemed to be something different in her eyes. After thinking about it, she thought that 'Ms.  Plot.

    She made suggestions for Concubine Cui just to get rid of the fate in her dream.

    "The empress is referring to the clever box left by the Lu family?"

    Concubine Cui spoke directly, so Fu Minghua stopped making detours with her: "That box is too valuable, and Minghua doesn't dare to accept it."

    "I don't know what Zhui'er put in the box, but Yuanniang, that box was made by the Lu family, and it is extremely rare and ingenious. Not to mention that the rosewood itself is worth thousands of gold, it was the hand of the Lu family's skilled craftsman.  , and it¡¯s worth accepting.¡± Seeing that she was about to speak, Concubine Cui couldn¡¯t help but change the subject:

    "Speaking of which, your mother and I are old friends in the boudoir, and the two families are close friends of Qin and Jin. Speaking of which, you and I are quite close to Zhui'er. If you are free, you can often come to the palace to chat with me.  chat."

    "My dearest lady"

    Fu Minghua opened her mouth, and Concubine Cui pressed her hand: "Okay. It's up to me, not to mention," Concubine Cui paused for a moment, then smiled: "This matter of fate is extremely wonderful, and it is in your hands at this time.  , maybe it will be back in his hands again when the time comes."

    She had something to say, but Fu Minghua's eyebrows jumped when he heard it, and he suddenly felt that the sachet hanging on his waist weighed more than a thousand catties.

    What does Concubine Cui mean?  Just as she was about to ask questions, Concubine Cui pointed downstairs: "Look, Zhui'er is here."

    Fu Minghua looked down following Concubine Cui's words. He was wearing a purple round-neck gown with a golden jade belt around his waist. He looked up at the Penglai attic. Fu Minghua's expression was calm, but he suddenly smiled. He was full of seriousness, coldness and arrogance.  Most of the feeling immediately dissipated, revealing a bit of a handsome young man.

    Jinggu came downstairs to call, and Concubine Cui took advantage of the situation to leave. Fu Minghua was stunned for a while, and decided to follow him when he thought something was wrong. Yan Zhui had already gone upstairs, and when he saw Fu Minghua's movements, he spread his arms and supported the wall with one hand, and leaned against the railing.  Fu Minghua stopped in the stairwell.

    "Yuan Niang." He called Fu Minghua's name with a smile. In the past, he didn't think it was a big deal. He only thought it was a way to show his closeness. Now, hearing him call her, it matched his actions. In addition, Cui Guifei had done it before.  If it meant something, how could she not understand if she was so smart?

    "Where are you going in such a hurry?"

    He held the escalator with his hands and walked up slowly. The closer he got, the more intimidating the aura became. He stood still at the next step of the escalator.

    "I've asked someone to make tea."

    Yan Zhui smiled with a cold expression: "What melon and fruit cakes do you like?"

    Fu Minghua just stared at him calmly. She could tell at this time that Concubine Cui might have conspired with Yan Zhui to trick her into entering the palace on purpose.

    The mother and son were both cunning and cunning. They first deliberately used Lu's wooden box to lure her in and let her discover the veil. Then they naturally felt that the veil was a scourge and wanted to enter the palace.

    For a moment, Fu Minghua remembered that day at the Shuishui Pavilion in the Capital of Gods, Yan Zhui pretended to be as angry as a gossamer and deceived her. He was not ashamed and angry when he was exposed. Her face turned green and white. Yan Zhui did not hide something from her.  Weird attitude.

    She was careless!

    Affected by the dream, she wanted to marry a man with noble character and gentle temperament, who could respect her as a guest and give her some decent husband, even if he was not in power.

    So she had desires and wanted Concubine Cui to make a promise, so she fell into Yan Zhui's trap.

    "What does your highness want to do?"

    Fu Minghua raised his chin and looked at Yan Zhui with cold eyes.

    ¡° If Concubine Cui and Yan Zhui saw that she had no mother and was not favored in the Fu family, they wanted to treat her as a concubine or a plaything.

    Yan Zhui soon noticed that Fu Minghua's eyes were cold and his eyebrows were furrowed. When Fu Minghua thought that he would most likely be unhappy because of his unruly attitude, he stepped forward with a smile. Fu Minghua took a few steps back.  Her waist was leaning on the railing, and there was no way to retreat. Yan Zhui spread his hands to support the railings on both sides of her body, and narrowed his eyes:

    "Yuan Niang," he said with a dangerous expression, "What are you hiding from? I just want you to sit with me."

    After he finished speaking, he saw Fu Minghua¡¯s wary eyes and his face got closer to hers. Seeing her chin resting on her neck and trying to avoid it, Yan Zhui sounded a little aggrieved:

    "Knowing that you were coming, I made a special trip to leave my business and come here. Why don't you come to me if you see me?"??  "

    Yan Zhui¡¯s tone contained a hint of boyish and simple complaint. Fu Minghua made a move, but almost sneered.

    This third prince was very scheming, but he was also used to cheating. She endured it again and again, and then she said softly: "What exactly do you want, His Highness?"

    "You are so smart, you must know." Yan Zhui smiled slightly and lowered his eyes to look at her. The girl had a light and elegant fragrance. She was obviously still young, but she wanted to look mature. He stretched out his fingers to stir her cheeks.  Fu Minghua turned his head to avoid the soft and fine hair hanging down:

    "I have no idea."

    "you must know."

    Yan Zhui looked at her, and Fu Minghua was silent for a moment: "Is the Lu's wooden box a gift from His Highness?"

    He nodded casually and smiled. It was obvious that the two of them were close, but his thoughts were hidden deeply.

    "What does Your Highness want to do?"

    She asked again, and Yan Zhui's expression gradually became serious. Fu Minghua frowned and stared at him: "Your Highness has a brocade handkerchief in his box."

    Fu Minghua thought that Yan Zhui would still not let her go easily, but he didn't expect that Yan Zhui let go of the hand on the left side that was supporting the stone railing, stepped aside, and made a gesture of invitation, obviously indicating that she should sit down and talk later.

    A good man doesn¡¯t suffer immediate losses. Instead of being embarrassed like this, it¡¯s better to sit down and talk.

    She knew the current affairs and did not run away. Yan Zhui secretly regretted it, but also felt that the more he looked at it, the more he liked it. He smiled slightly, retracted his hand and followed her footsteps to the table and sat down.

    "I know that the empress is interested in marrying Madam Wei from the Duke's palace." Once Li Yanzhui was a table away, she felt at ease and gradually calmed down.

    Yan Zhui didn¡¯t say anything, he just brought the tea and nodded for her to continue.

    "I only ask that your Highness and your Majesty can make your marriage come true in the future. I would be really grateful."

    Yan Zhui put down the tea cup, his eyes fell on the rim of the cup, his expression seemed to be smiling but not smiling:

    "Then if I help you, how can you repay this kindness?"

    After he finished speaking, he raised his eyebrows, raised his eyelids, and stared at her: "What you want to repay is kindness."

    The smile at the corner of Yan Zhui's mouth was a little cold, and his eyes were sharp, like a wolf that had spotted its prey:

    "But this is not what I want, Yuanniang, you know it in your heart."

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    I'm going to vomit blood.  .  .

    Yesterday the system went crazy and tricked me to death.  .  .

    I¡¯m still awake at three o¡¯clock now, but I have to get up at six o¡¯clock tomorrow.  .  .

    I feel like I am the real-life Iron Man.  .  .

    " Such a sad thing, why don't you give me some monthly tickets to comfort me?"  .  .

    I beg you to collect monthly tickets and circle the earth to surround me!  !  !

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