Chapter 329: The Concubine Does Not Harm the Country, She Only Wants to Harm the Imperial Master (Thirty-three)
Being stared at like this all the time, even Yu Huo, who was thick-skinned, couldn't stand it anymore.
He raised his eyes to meet the man's gaze and swallowed back the curse words that were about to come out.
To be honest, this face is very handsome. I lose my temper as soon as I see him.
He immediately changed the subject and his tone became gentle: "I'm not chasing you away. It's just that Eunuch Gao came over again yesterday. Although Yue Wu was awake for a short time, he came to you as soon as he woke up. I saw that Eunuch Gao seemed to be unable to bear it anymore. You should feel sorry for him a little. After all, he is not young anymore and can't withstand so much trouble..."
As soon as Jiang Feng heard Yue Wu's name, a look of contempt subconsciously appeared in his eyes.
"Yeah, after all this trouble, Yue Wu is still alive? He's quite lucky."
Yu Huo looked away and secretly rolled his eyes: "Who told you this?"
Jiang Feng continued to talk to him as if on purpose: "When will Yue Wu die?"
She is a vixen after all. Even when she is aggressive, her appearance is still bright and bold, and her arrogance is not annoying.
Yu Huo could only patiently explain to him: "He can't die right now, otherwise he will be a traitor if he ascends the throne in the future, and his reputation will be bad."
"You're so good to her. You're not even good enough to be her emperor, and you still have to worry about her reputation. Tsk tsk tsk tsk..."
The words were sour to hear, and Yu Huo tutted back, "If you're so unconvinced, why don't you be the emperor?"
Jiang Feng's expression froze for a moment: "Who told you this?"
Yu Huo asked knowingly, "Then why are you being so sarcastic?"
"What do you think?" Jiang Feng looked at him straight, with a hint of grievance in his eyes.
Yu Huo leaned over to grab the wine glass placed on the edge of the table and refused, "I have nothing to say."
Jiang Feng seemed to be so angry that he lost his voice. Out of revenge, just when that hand was about to touch the wine glass, he grabbed the young man's weak wrist first.
The other party immediately got furious: "Let go!"
Jiang Feng lowered his eyelids, his emotions stable: "It's so cold, don't drink cold wine anymore."
"What do you care about me?" Yu Huo wanted to shake off the other party's shackles, but failed.
But this action seemed to stimulate the man. Almost at the moment he swung his wrist, he felt his wrist being lifted up by the other party with greater force, and even his body was suspended in the air for a few seconds.
When he came to his senses, he found that Jiang Feng had carried him without his permission.
His eyes suddenly widened and he kicked his legs: "What are you doing?"
Jiang Feng glanced at him sideways: "It's getting late, let me take you back to bed."
Hearing this, Yu Huo raised his head with great effort to look towards the dark sky. He stopped struggling and slumped over the man's shoulder, feeling somewhat hopeless. "With such great strength, you must be born in the Year of the Ox, right?"
"You are too thin..."
Jiang Feng's voice was very low, but it was still clearly audible in the silent night.
Yu Huo looked up at the bare branches on both sides. After his body was suspended in the air, it seemed that the smell of alcohol had risen to his head belatedly, making his eyes gradually become blurred. He let the other party carry him into the inner hall and undress him.
The candlelight flickered, and Yu Huo's shadow was imprinted on the ground, with tails tightly wrapped around him. As he swayed, his pupils lost focus, and the shadow became vague...
When I woke up the next day, the sun was already high above my head.
Yu Huo reached out and touched the cold quilt, then was awakened by a sudden creaking sound.
The window was pushed open, and a scarlet fox leaped lightly into the hall. It opened its mouth to release the paper in its mouth, and tilted its head to look at the young man in the room for a few seconds.
Yu Huo finally perked up, met the little fox's gaze, and slowly opened his mouth: "Collecting scraps makes a fur coat?"
The little fox's confused eyes instantly turned into alertness. It turned around and ran away as if there was a wild dog chasing it. It disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Yu Huo stood up, picked up the paper on the ground, glanced at the window slit, and said, "You really can't take a joke~"
He withdrew his gaze and then focused on the light papers in his hand - the Daning Weekly.
The largest section above details the reasons and progress of the war with the Kingdom of Wu, as well as all the details of His Majesty's illness and the Empress's departure for battle...
Regarding this battle, apart from the court, the people only knew that Daning was fighting with the Wu Kingdom. They had no idea whether they won or lost, or who led the troops.
If these were made public, it would probably spark a heated discussion among the public.
But the advantages are much greater than the disadvantages, because as long as public opinion is controlled, no matter whether Yue Wu is willing to pass on the throne or not, even if he is unwilling, the people will force him to pass the throne to Xiang Zhige.
After reading the trial version, Yu Huo stood there and looked forward to the future with confidence, then handed the manuscript to Xiao Zhuzi and asked him to pass the message to the bookstore he had recently acquired.
Xiao Zhuzi nodded and hurried out the door.
Before leaving, Yu Huo glanced at his exposed face and suddenly asked, "Xiao Zhuzi, have you been secretly doing skin care?"
Xiao Zhuzi paused, turned around and looked at him in confusion: "What is skin care?"
Yu Huo pointed at his face and said, "You don't seem to be that dark anymore."
Xiao Zhu heard this and touched his own face, which had become much smoother. He felt a little proud and explained happily, "I've been eating and drinking well lately and not going out in the winter. Maybe I got bleached."
Yu Huo corrected: "You just didn't used to be black, but you are not white now."
Xiao Zhuzi's smile froze slightly, and a feeling of depression rose in his heart. He turned around and left. When he left, he was so bold as to slam the door shut, making a deafening noise.
Yu Huo stood there and sighed again: "These guys are really not a joke~"
The system, which had not appeared for a long time, sighed.
[Host, I don't think they can't take a joke. The problem might be you.]
Yu Huo looked up at the sun that was obscured by clouds, and frowned unhappily: "What's wrong with me?"
[Unjust Species 945: Your words are too harsh.]
It's a good omen. If the little fox doesn't rush up to scratch you, you'll be considered good-tempered.
There is also Xiao Zhuzi, who has just arrived in the capital. In the past, he only met wealthy people of status who lived a life of luxury. He was not confident about his own blackness, and the host had to be mean about this point, so it was no wonder that he slammed the door at him.
Unfortunately, the person in front of me wants everything but has no shame.
"What's wrong with it sounding ugly? I'm pretty, isn't that enough?"
[Unjust 945 sneered and retorted: "How good-looking are you compared to Jiang Feng?"]
Yu Huo shrugged, not feeling the slightest bit discouraged. "So what? The Jiang Feng you're talking about fell in love with me the first time he saw me. He's impossible to drive away."
[The wronged 945 has no way to defend himself, and can only beat his chest and stamp his feet: ...I am so disappointed! ]
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