Looking at Fu Yuanxiao's expectant eyes, Xiao Jimin licked her lips, put her big hand on her head, and rubbed her long, soft hair. An imperceptible tenderness flashed through her eyes.
"Xiao'er, wait for this king for one year. After one year, it will be as you wish."
He is confident that he will get what he wants within a year, and he is also very sure that what he wants, he will definitely get.
When Fu Yuanxiao heard this, the smile in her eyes instantly faded like a tide, and she stared blankly at Xiao Ji in front of her. She thought that Xiao Ji would no longer cover up or stand with other women.
It was all her overthinking.
One year is too long for her.
After Xiao Ji comforted Fu Yuanxiao, he left Chu Yuwan.
Fu Yuanxiao looked at Xiao Ji who had walked away. His back in the sunlight was slender and he walked without any hesitation.
"One year is a long time!"
Xiao Ji first went to Jingshu Courtyard to let the miracle doctor take a look, and then went to the study.
Liu Yun then strode in and saluted, "Your Majesty, we have found out that the two attendants beside the princess are named Xie Chi and Xie Yao. They are twin brothers who are both good at martial arts. They were bought by Fu Yunting from Ren Yazi ten years ago. Come."
There was no emotion in Xiao Ji's deep eyes when he heard this. He understood that Fu Yunting was worried that his daughter would be bullied, so he married two followers who were good at martial arts.
"Is there anything else?"
Liu Yun continued: "Fu Yunting seems to have many guards under his command."
"As the richest man, it's normal to have some bodyguards." Xiao Ji changed the subject, "What's the latest news in the palace?"
"It has been revealed that the emperor has the idea of establishing a crown prince."
It was only a matter of time before the emperor established a prince, but he knew that anyone could be established as a prince, but it would not be him.
Not only he would think so, everyone would think so.
Therefore, he could watch the fight for the crown prince's position from the other side and reap the benefits.
"You spread the word."
"I understand." Liu Yun took the order and walked out.
Xiao Ji put her slender fingers on her chin and her eyes fell on the pen on the desk.
Suddenly the corners of his lips raised, "Father's thoughts are very exciting,"
After autumn, the sun is still hot.
Fu Yuanxiao sat in front of the stall, holding her chin in her hands, watching the people coming and going on the street. After setting up the stall for several months, she understood a lot of things.
Friendship, love, family affection.
Selfless and selfish.
Greed, giving.
Xie Yao looked at the master who was sitting there motionless. Is he closing the stall or not?
Xie Yao waited for a while and saw that his master was still sitting still. He reminded him in a low voice: "Master, it's time to close the stall."
Fu Yuanxiao nodded, stood up, and made room for Xie Yao to clean up.
She looked at the teahouse opposite. There was a storyteller inside. Everyone said that his storytelling was very exciting and he was full of guests every day.
Fu Yuanxiao just hesitated for a while and walked over.
Xie Yao saw his master walking away without waiting for him. He was so anxious that he almost chased after him without asking for anything.
After cleaning up, he stalked after her.
Fu Yuanxiao walked into the teahouse. There were not many people there, so she found an inconspicuous seat and sat down.
When Xie Yao came in, he saw that his master had already sat down, walked over the crowd, bent down and asked in a low voice: "Master, are you planning to listen to books?"
On weekdays, the master goes straight back to his house after setting up the stall. Why is he no longer homesick today?
"I'll listen for a while and then go back." Fu Yuanxiao looked at the storyteller on the stage. He was an old man in his fifties, with gray temples and a rough face, but his eyes were bright.
The master wants to learn about books, what can one of his subordinates say?
Of course I waited silently.
Xie Yao stood there like a stop sign.
By the time the storyteller started, the place was already full of people.
The storyteller first picked up the teacup and took a sip of tea, then picked up the folding fan on the table and opened it with a click.
"Today, I'm talking about the nine sons seizing the throne. In the year of Xuanchen, before the ninth prince reached the age of crown, he was granted the title of king and moved out of the palace to live alone..."
The waiter brought tea and placed it in front of Fu Yuanxiao, then stepped back, fearing to disturb the guests while they were listening to the book.
The storyteller was so salivating that all the princes began to compete for the crown prince's position.
Today in the court hall, the emperor also announced that he would establish a prince and asked the ministers for their opinions.
In fact, everyone knew that the emperor had a candidate in mind, so asking this was just to block Yuyou's mouth.
Fu Yuanxiao listened intently, and unknowingly, more than half an hour passed until the storyteller closed the folding fan and patted the table, "What's next, I'll listen to the old man explain it slowly next time."
On the way back, Fu Yuanxiao was still thinking about the story told by the storyteller.
She didn't even hear Xie Yao speak.
"Master, change your clothes."
Xie Yao said this three times in a row, but his master didn't respond, so he simply stood in front of Fu Yuanxiao.
"Master, I haven't changed my clothes yet."
Fu Yuanxiao paused, looked down at the clothes, and then looked at Xie Yao's outfit. Later, she remembered that she had to change clothes before returning to the palace.
"I almost forgot, let's talk about clothes first."
Xie Yao found that something was wrong with his master during this period. In the past, his master was not interested in storytelling, but today he sat there and listened more seriously than anyone else.
After changing clothes, Xie Yao couldn't help but ask: "Master, are you unhappy?"
Fu Yuanxiao raised his head and looked at Xie Yao, who was a head taller than him, "How do you know I'm unhappy?"
Xie Yao smiled and said: "When the master is happy, his eyebrows and eyes are all smiling. When he is unhappy, he seems to be thinking about things seriously, and there is no smile in his eyes."
If Fu Yuanxiao had a mirror, she would definitely take it out and take a look. She touched her face, "Is it so obvious?"
Xie Yao said: "It's obvious."
Fu Yuanxiao put down his hands and smiled slightly, "I'm not unhappy, I'm just unhappy."
Xie Yao scratched his head and asked doubtfully: "Unhappy and unhappy, don't they mean that?"
"It's not the same thing." Fu Yuanxiao stepped into the back door of the palace.
Xie Yao looked at Fu Yuanxiao's back, and he clearly meant the same thing!
The next day, after Fu Yuanxiao set up his stall, he went to the teahouse opposite to listen to books.
For several days in a row, Xie Yao went from being curious at the beginning to now listening with as much interest as Fu Yuanxiao.
On the way back, after listening to the storyteller, Xie Yao said with emotion: "How can it be so easy to be an emperor? With no money, nothing, and no background, it is difficult for the prince of Wei to become the emperor."
Fu Yuanxiao didn't understand this, but after listening to the storytellers for a few days, he knew that the princes would use any means to fight for the throne.
Several of the princes married their daughters in order to win over loyal officials in the court.
When Fu Yuanxiao thought of this, she suddenly remembered something, and she couldn't help but speed up her steps towards the palace.
Walking becomes running.
Xie Yao looked at Fu Yuanxiao who suddenly started running, "Master, what's going on?"
Good night, babies!
(End of chapter)
