Yan Funing chuckled: "Have you seen it?"
"I saw him. He was taking a shower in his room. I accidentally walked in and saw him. Fu Ning, I tell you, it's better not to have seen him."
"Why?"
"That guy's abdominal muscles are all white, just one." Pang Anmeng raised a finger and shook his head, "He's not as good as me. I have four abdominal muscles. Fu Ning, do you want to touch them?"
Yan Funing giggled: "My hands are stained with medicine foam, so I won't touch it."
"You can touch it another day."
Pang Anmeng said this and looked down at his chest.
Then he looked at Yan Funing who was sitting opposite him, and saw that her chest was bulging.
It's true that when you compare yourself to others, you feel inferior.
I couldn't help but want to find some confidence, so I asked: "Fu Ning, do you have abdominal muscles?"
This kind of secret is actually a secret.
"Compared to those so-called princes, Long Chi'an, the son of Princess Shuyun and the emperor, who shares the same mother, has a closer blood relationship with the emperor."
After hearing the secret, Yan Funing covered her mouth in shock.
They looked at each other for more than two years.
The seven people's constant consolation made Fu Beimo's head ache.
At this moment, in the main courtyard bedroom of the Fu Mansion.
Even my father reminded someone.
Hong Anxiang said calmly, "You guess what the emperor wants most is a relationship between Fu Ciyi and the crown prince, where he can both assist and restrain him. If Fu Ciyi and the crown prince collude, the emperor will be happy, as if Fu Ciyi has betrayed me."
Fu Beimo laughed briefly again.
"It has nothing to do with royal secrets."
Fu Beimo shook his head: "Prince Shiguang is not the emperor's biological son, and all the other princes are."
When Hong Anxiang and Meng Li came to look for me, they saw me rubbing clothes with great grunts.
Even matters before his son succeeded to the throne had to be delayed.
"That's true. My sister-in-law can even cure your brain, let alone your brother's."
Cai Tingzhou said, "Your brother is really crazy. When did I ever wash clothes?"
Yan Funing looked at me solemnly and was startled: "Is this something important?"
I left the main courtyard more than two years ago.
"Yes." The woman nodded. "When you returned to the capital from Ling County, you requested a marriage. The emperor was slow to refuse because I wanted you to investigate further."
Thinking about it this way, the guilt grew stronger.
I turned around and saw that there was some stain on the hem of my pajamas, so I washed them together.
Fu Beimo nodded and went back to his room.
"In that case, do you think we should just bring breakfast directly without asking the young master?"
There is peace and quiet in my ears.
Yan Funing frowned, "Why does His Majesty want him to investigate further?"
Almost all the important officials in the court knew about it, and the common people didn’t know about it, but some people dared to discuss it.
"In fact, his father also reminded you after leaving for Ling County."
After all, they are getting married soon.
Even after breakfast, the guilt caused by the dream did not subside at all.
Fu Beimo explained: "The throne needed to be inherited by the crown prince. After the crown prince inherited it, the emperor was not happy with it, so he sent Prime Minister Cai to assist him. On the surface, it was to assist him, but in reality it was to interfere, and even to a certain extent to control him."
"The royal family came up with an idea: to select a few exceptionally intelligent people from among the royal family and adopt them as the emperor."
Before getting dressed, I took some soap nuts to wash my pants.
I stood up and took a look at the pants lying aside. Instead of asking someone to wash them, I decided to wash them myself.
Yan Funing nodded, seeming to understand, but then shook her head again: "The Crown Prince is the Emperor's son, and the son will inherit the throne. Why is the Emperor so wary?"
Fu Jiang usually said, "Sir, I've asked Yan to ask for leave from the Hanlin Academy. You're in a condition where you can ride in a carriage. Even if the carriage is moving fast, it will still cause vibrations, which is bad for your head. If you're really stupid, the Duke will marry his son to him."
Fu Ciyi woke up suddenly when he noticed that his pants were wet.
I always feel that the emperor is protecting Fu Ci Yi.
"Where did I get those abdominal muscles?" Yan Funing smiled and shook her head. "When Fu Ciyi and I were first married, he ordered me to do some exercise and horse stance every day. It's a pity I didn't stick with it."
The scenes in the dream were hazy yet clear.
"Royal secrets?"
Hearing that the master was going to the Yan family, Jiang He Hu Hai hurriedly tried to dissuade him.
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You grabbed my arms with both hands and said playfully, "You hate hearing secrets like this the most. Why don't you just tell me? Which concubine cheated on the emperor?"
Cai Tingzhou nodded.
We came here to ask if we still need to bring the food to the main courtyard today.
Upon hearing the shocking news, Yan Funing's eyes narrowed.
Seeing you coming, Fu Beimo took out the silver needle and said calmly: "After the acupuncture, you have nothing to say."
Seeing that Yan Funing had not come over, he got up and prepared to go to Yan's house.
Fu Hai said softly, "Madam Duo came in the morning yesterday, and she might come in the morning again today. Please be patient and wait."
"Yan Funing, after hearing what he said, did he ever regret marrying Long Chi'an?"
Meng Li nodded thoughtfully, "They say the head can be knocked. It's a blessing that the young master is stupid with such a small problem. As for the big problem we just saw, do you think my sister-in-law can cure it?"
They held each other's arms, walked to the orange tree, and spoke loudly.
"The emperor had children late because he was busy with government affairs?" Yan Funing guessed.
"It's not even a month since our wedding, it should be broken."
In fact, when Fu Ciyi was stripped of his position as the Prime Minister of the Cabinet, you didn't have such doubts.
A quarter of an hour ago, Fu Beimo had breakfast in the inner room of the main courtyard.
"Although the bump on the young master's head is small, it is still big. Bei Mo, he said that the young master could be bad after getting married?"
Fu Beimo poured himself a glass of water and said indifferently, "There is only one reason, and that is that the prince is the emperor's biological son."
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