Dressed as a villain eunuch, he was robbed by the world because of his sand sculpture.

Yue Fuling disagreed and said: "Feudal superstition is not allowed, how can it be unlucky? Your Majesty, everything will go well on your birthday, and it will be auspicious."

The corners of Jun Jing's lips curled up, "Flattery, can you ask me for anything?"

Yue Fuling said coyly: "Your Majesty is wise. I have a question."

"ask."

Fu Luoying sat aside, not even daring to take chopsticks.

When Yue Fuling was not around, she kept her head down, not daring to move, and breathing softly.

She couldn't figure out why a young eunuch could talk to the emperor so casually and not be afraid at all.

I don't know if she was influenced, but when Yue Fuling spoke, Fu Luoying became bolder and couldn't help but put out her ears to listen.

Yue Fuling asked: "Your Majesty, you said that your birthday banquet was so grand. I heard that you can't leave before you. Then if someone is uncomfortable, such as Zhao Meiren, you can see that she will explode. If she What should I do if I want to leave early?"

Jun Jing said: "Unless you leave the table with me."

Yue Fuling smiled and said, "Your Majesty, you are drunk. I will help you go back to rest."

Jun Jing: "...You are not hiding your ulterior motives at all now?"

Yue Fuling twisted her body shyly, "I am struggling, Your Majesty, you have to support me, you will be the next angel investor!"

Jun Jing glanced at Wen Xi who was about to move below, tapped his fingertips on the table, and said, "It seems that your goal tonight is the Fu family?"

Yue Fuling was shocked, "How do you know, Your Majesty?"

"I'm fighting Fu Jinghan again, and I'm circling around Yinggui. If I can't see it, I should give up the throne to someone else."

Yue Fuling observed Jun Jing's face. Why was this man unhappy again?

Is he unhappy about reincarnation?

The song and dance below was coming to an end, and Fu Li had already stood up. He seemed to be planning to come forward and speak after the song and dance ended.

If Fu Li asked for a dance performance, Fu Luoying would most likely not be able to refuse, and he would be dead.

Yue Fuling said anxiously: "Your Majesty, my goal is indeed the Fu family, but it is not mine alone. It is our common goal!"

Jun Jing: "?"

Yue Fuling: "Really, believe me. I don't have time to explain it now, but you, my loyal emperor, know it."

"I don't know."

Yue Fuling: "..."

This damn kid was going against her at the critical moment.

Jun Jing looked at the person who always made other people's noses angry. At this moment, his eyes were widened and his cheeks were bulging. He was really angry and he was suddenly in a good mood.

Dafa compassionately said: "Whatever you want to do, just tell me."

Yue Fuling said hurriedly: "Noble Ying is too drunk and wants to go back to the dormitory to rest."

Jun Jing said: "You can just help her leave the table. With my approval, no one will have any objections."

"Hurry up." Yue Fuling approached Fu Luoying, "Noble Ying, let's go."

Fu Luoying bowed and saluted, "Thank you, Your Majesty. I wish Your Majesty the best."

Jun Jing nodded slightly.

Everyone below saw this scene, and saw that the emperor, who had never been a womanizer, looked kindly on Fu Luoying, and congratulated Fu Li one after another.

"Old Patriarch Fu is really a blessed person. His granddaughters and grandsons are all favored by the emperor. Today, only two concubines are present, both of them are descendants of Patriarch Fu. I will give birth to a dragon son in the future, tsk tsk, I don't dare to think about it."

Fu Li cupped his hands and returned the greeting, "You are welcome, gentlemen. The Fu family has been doing business for generations. It is a blessing for the children to be favored by the emperor."

Fu Li was polite, put away his smile, and drooped his eyelids, making his eyes look particularly fierce.

He stared at Fu Luoying's figure, watching her step by step down the steps.

When Zhao Meiren saw Fu Luoying leaving the table, she smiled proudly. The emperor was hers alone.

Everyone in Shuyu Hall has their own thoughts.

Jun Jing has returned from the north. Recently, he has become more powerful in the court. He has issued many new policies and his actions have become more and more unfathomable.

Many people wanted to take advantage of this less serious occasion to explore the young emperor's thoughts.

In contrast, Wen Xi's thoughts are simpler.

She just simply wanted Yue Fuling to die.

When Yue Fuling helped Fu Luoying down the steps and walked towards the entrance of the palace, Wen Xi finally couldn't help but stepped forward.

"Your Majesty, Wen Xi has a grievance and wants to ask the Emperor to make a decision."

"Your Majesty, the common people have a suggestion."

Wen Xi and Fu Li spoke at the same time, and they looked at each other, both dissatisfied.

The singing and dancing ended, the music stopped, and the crowd of people cheering and drinking gradually subsided.

Jun Jing said, "Which one of you will speak first?"

Wen Xi said: "Master Fu is the elder, please come."

Fu Li was not polite and said: "Thank you very much, Princess Dantang. Your Majesty, the Fu family is hosting the birthday banquet this time to express gratitude to the Emperor for governing the country and bringing peace to the people. The Fu family has contributed from top to bottom. Only Cao Min's good-for-nothing granddaughter, It’s really outrageous that she didn’t even say anything about the Emperor’s birthday even though she couldn’t conceive Longzi in the palace.”

Fu Li glanced at Fu Luoying and said: "Such a stupid person, it is really the Emperor's mercy that allowed her to live for so long. If she didn't even show the Emperor's birthday, how could she have the dignity to live in this world?

Fortunately, the grass people were prepared in advance. Ying Takato was good at sleeve dance before entering the palace. The grass people specially brought special clothes for sleeve dance and asked Ying Takato to dance a song to celebrate the emperor's birthday. "

Yue Fuling reminded, "Master Fu, Mr. Ying is so drunk that he can't even stand, let alone dance."

Fu Li glanced at Fu Luoying with disgust, "She was drunk on the Emperor's birthday. She really disgraced my Fu family."

Fu Luoying lowered her head. Before, she just pretended to be supported by Yue Fuling. Now she was really unsteady, half of her strength was on Yue Fuling.

Fu Li said: "I'm just drunk, but I can still dance. At most, I will fall down and be embarrassed, but I must do my best. To celebrate the emperor's birthday, I should overcome all difficulties."

Fu Luoying turned around and bowed in the direction of Jun Jing, "Your Majesty, I am willing to..."

"No! You don't want to!" Yue Fuling grabbed her arm.

Fu Luoying opened her mouth slightly, doubting herself, "I...really?"

Yue Fuling nodded, looked at Fu Li and said, "Sir Ying is drunk and should not dance. Besides, the sleeve dance that Ying is good at has been performed to the emperor last night."

"What?! Impossible!" Zhao Meiren finally broke out and screamed: "How is it possible?! How could the emperor favor her!!"

Jun Jing held his forehead and closed his eyes.

Yue Fuling didn't want to get into trouble and just said to Fu Li: "So Mr. Fu, Mr. Ying, has long thought of congratulating the emperor on his birthday, and he was very attentive. It's because you don't understand her, and it's your family's fault to belittle and accuse her."

After saying that, she faced Jun Jing's direction and said, "Your Majesty, I'm taking Ying Noble to leave."

Jun Jing hummed, but there were three words clearly written in his eyes: Hurry and leave!