But you must not let your husband's condition get worse by eating the food he cooks.
If so, his sin is serious.
Ying Zheng and Wang Wan were working at their desks, busy with government affairs.
Fusu came quietly.
At this time, Fusu was just a teenager, and he always admired and respected Ying Zheng.
Although he often argued with Ying Zheng because of different opinions.
But in his heart he still respected his father very much.
When Xia Lin saw Fusu coming in quietly, he immediately spoke to Ying Zheng.
"Your Majesty, the eldest son Fusu is here."
Um?
Fusu?
Upon hearing this, Ying Zheng raised his eyes and rarely shifted his gaze from the bamboo slips to Fusu.
I watched the young man below quietly move in, his cheeks blushing with embarrassment at being discovered.
Ying Zheng rarely felt that his eldest son still had some youthful spirit.
He asked Fusu, "Why are you here instead of reviewing your lessons in the palace?"
"Your son..."
Fusu raised his eyes quietly, glanced at Ying Zheng, and then said.
"I came here to ask you, father, when you will leave the palace."
Ying Zheng looked up at the sky outside the palace, then looked at the bamboo slips piled on his throne.
He said, "Wait until it's light, wait until I finish dealing with state affairs, wait for Xia Wuqi to send the prepared medicinal tea, wait for Xiang Heliang to send the prepared desserts."
Ah this.......
Fusu fell silent as he looked at the bamboo slips piled up in front of Ying Zheng, almost burying him.
There are still so many, when will we be able to deal with them all?
Fusu asked, "Is there anything I can help you with?"
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