Chief Assistant Daddy: Mother Koi is a big villain

The crown prince of southern Fujian has lived a smooth life these years. Even the old-fashioned court officials can only hold their noses and walk around when they see him. He has never been bullied like this before, and his mood is a little complicated.

While admiring the person he is worthy of his fancy, he also feels that his authority has been offended.

He stared at Gu Yuzhu with burning eyes, and said: "This son just wants to see his wife, so how about it, if madam is willing to drink this pot of wine for the servant, how about this son let you go?"

He gestured for the jug of wine in front of Song Chengye.

Gu Yuzhu raised his eyebrows: "It is said that a gentleman's word is hard to follow. If I really drink it, I wonder if the prince of southern Fujian will fulfill his promise?"

The officials of the Ministry of Civil Affairs have become numb.

This woman questioned the Prince of Fujian again and again, did she really dislike her husband for sitting too firmly under his buttocks?

The Prince of Fujian was not angry, but laughed loudly, "Of course, if you drink it, of course this prince will not regret it."

"Okay." Seeing that he was so straightforward, Gu Yuzhu raised her hand to grab the flagon on the table.

boom.

One hand was faster than Gu Yuzhu, holding down the wine pot first.

It's Song Chengye.

His gloomy eyes were somewhat connected, and when he met Gu Yuzhu, he shook his head slightly.

Do not drink.

Gu Yuzhu knew that she was afraid of some medicine in the wine, bent down, grabbed his wrist with one hand, and said softly: "I know it well."

Song Chengye was unwilling to give in, and lowered his voice, "Let's go, you don't need to intervene."

The hand that was placed on the jug exerted a slight force, and the blue meridians protruded from under the pale skin, and the jug was deformed in a place that was not easy for others to notice.

His patience was reaching its limit.

"Trust me." Gu Yuzhu sighed softly, "Husband."

These two words are very useful.

The man was stunned for a moment, taking advantage of the moment when he lost his mind, Gu Yuzhu took the flagon under his hand, lifted the white gauze of the veiled hat, and poured wine with his head up.

The wine fell into her mouth like a flying fountain.

Gu Yuzhu held a sigh of relief in his heart, his throat rolled up and down, and swallowed the wine one by one.

The people present were captivated by the gorgeous and magnificent appearance of the drinking man.

Under the light of the warm yellow bamboo lamp, the delicate and small facial features seem to have been painted with a layer of warm glaze, which is breathtakingly beautiful.

Even the Prince of Southern Fujian unconsciously held his breath.

It was this face that had haunted him for three years.

After the Linghe Painting Boat three years ago, he had someone find out Gu Yuzhu's identity. When he wanted to meet again later, he learned that the other party was forced to leave Beijing, so he endured three years of hard work.

The more you can't get something, the more you want it.

After he learned of Gu Yuzhu's return, he deliberately designed this show for the present.

thump.

The jug was thrown to the ground.

Gu Yuzhu wiped the wine stains from the corner of his mouth, his voice was a bit hoarse because he drank too fast, "After drinking, can you let me take my husband away now?"

The crown prince of southern Fujian regained his senses from his beauty, and winked at the servants around him.

The servant walked over quickly, picked up the wine jug, opened the lid, poured it down, but couldn't pour out even a drop of wine.

The Prince of Southern Fujian was a little surprised, but his love for Gu Yuzhu became stronger and stronger. As expected of the person he had his eyes on, drinking was so refreshing.

Knowing this, he shouldn't have agreed to let her go.

A look of pity flashed in the eyes of the Prince of Southern Fujian, but he had no choice but to fulfill his promise, "Yes, madam can take the servant to leave."

Forget it, the future is long, and this matter has to be carefully planned.

After all, Song Chengye is now a servant anyway, not those low-level officials of the ninth rank.

Gu Yuzhu, who was on guard all over her body, relaxed her shoulders a little. She stretched out her hand towards Song Chengye, pulled him up from the seat, and asked in a low voice, "Can I still go?"

After many years of husband and wife, she has long seen that the other party is already drunk, and now it is just the end of the battle.

It can also bluff outsiders.

Song Chengye lazily "hmm".

Gu Yuzhu supported him as much as possible, so that he would not stagger.

The husband and wife walked away so intimately.

It made the people present feel sour and envious when they saw it.

With such a caring Meijiao Niang, it's no wonder that the other party wants to fight against the Prince of Fujian, and they would be reluctant to change them.

It's just that I don't know if the prince of Minnan will stop here, and everyone who thinks of this secretly looks at the face of the prince of Fujian.

The other party was staring obsessively at Gu Yuzhu's leaving back, his expression remained unchanged, but it was precisely because of this that his heart was chilling.

It is too arrogant for a majestic servant of the Ministry of Officials to be forced to such a state.

outside.

The moment Gu Yuzhu went out, he was still stopped by two guards.

Gu Yuzhu shot at him with a sharp eye, "Your master has already said to let people go, do you want to fight against your master?"

The two guards were at the door all the time without any notice. Hearing what Gu Yuzhu said at this moment, he didn't know whether it was true or not. He hesitated and dared not let them go.

Just as one of the ministries was about to go in to inquire, a smiling voice interjected, "Which family's dog do I think it is, and it clings on so tightly, it turns out to be from the family of the Prince of Southern Fujian."

A flash of joy flashed in the eyes of Gu Yuzhu and Song Wen at the same time.

Wen Liuxuan is here.

The purple official uniform set off the smiling face of the visitor, and the male and female looks, just like the eunuchs who came out of the East Factory.

But the guards didn't dare to underestimate him, because this face was so familiar among the dignitaries that they couldn't be more familiar.

Wen Liuxuan, Shangshu of the Ministry of Punishments.

The youngest of the three officials in the court, but he is decisive and ruthless. In just a few years after he was promoted from Dali Temple Shaoqing to Minister of the Ministry of Punishment, under his hands, the current officials do not know how many times they are.

God of killing.

The two guards were drenched in cold sweat. Under each other's gaze, they could only step aside stiffly.

Song Wen immediately stepped forward and took Song Chengye from Gu Yuzhu's hand.

And Wen Liuxuan walked behind the three of them with his hands behind his back.

When the Prince of Southern Fujian and a group of officials came out to see after receiving the news, they saw the harmonious backs of the four of them getting into the carriage first.

There was an uproar among the officials.

"Isn't that the new Secretary of the Ministry of Justice? Why did he come to pick them up in person?"

"The Minister of the Ministry of Officials and the Minister of the Ministry of Punishment know each other?"

"I've heard that this Minister of the Ministry of Officials is not easy. At the beginning, the Taifu didn't want him to come back, but he still came back."

"Then he was persecuted like this today, wouldn't he think of a way when he goes back..."

"Shh, speak carefully."

The official who spoke fell silent for a moment.

Everyone tacitly watched the nose and the nose, and stopped discussing.

This is not something they can get involved in.

But a few officials' eyes flashed a bit of schadenfreude.

The prince of southern Fujian is arrogant and domineering, and he should have kicked the iron plate long ago.