Cannon fodder male supporting role is not easy to mess with

Looking at the arrogant Aiwen, Bo Ruchu's eyes flashed with doting: "Okay, I'll listen to you."

Aiwen looked at Bo Ruchu with sparkling eyes, with a happy expression on his face: "Wen, you are such a good person!"

If Fuling was here at this time, she would laugh distortedly, and chanted the words 'good man' in a strange way.

Bo Ruchu was stunned for a moment, and then there was a wave of fluctuation in his eyes. It was the first time in a long time that he was told several times by the same person that he was a good person.

Seeing that Aiwen had already finished his breakfast, Bo Ruchu handed over the tissue in his hand: "Look at what you ate, it's all turned into little cats, wipe it quickly."

"How can you be so exaggerated."

Ai Wen curled his lips in dissatisfaction, chatted a few more words, and turned back to his room to organize his things.

At the same time, in a certain palace, a middle-aged man was looking at Fu Ling who suddenly appeared in front of him with a look of surprise.

"You, who are you? How did you get in?"

"Hush." ​​Fu Ling signaled the other party to be quiet, and then said, "Don't worry about who I am, and don't worry, I won't hurt you. I'm here because I have a deal to discuss with you. I don't know if His Majesty is interested."

The middle-aged man looked at Fu Ling indiscriminately. Although his eyes were still a little defensive, his tone became a little softer: "Why should I trust you? You know, I didn't call the guards to come in now. I already gave you face."

"I originally wanted to talk to you about your daughter. Since His Majesty does not want to communicate more, I will leave first."

"and many more--"

The middle-aged man calmly stopped Fu Ling: "Do you have anything to prove what you said? I can't trust you just by saying a word."

"Oh? What if I don't have one?" Fu Ling looked at the middle-aged man opposite with interest.

"Then I'm sorry." The middle-aged man clapped his hands, and several people came out from the darkness in an instant, surrounding Fu Ling.

"Do you think these people can stop me?" Fu Ling tilted her head and looked at the middle-aged man innocently.

Is it really okay to say those words with this expression?

The middle-aged man sighed before he came, but was shocked by the scene in front of him.

Looking at the bodyguard who was limp on the ground, he said incoherently, "You, who are you? What do you want to do?"

"Didn't I say it before, or did you say that your memory is so bad?" Fu Ling took out a tissue and wiped her hands, her nonchalant tone seemed to be saying that today's weather is good.

"..."

The middle-aged man took a few deep breaths, waved his hand to signal the group of people to retreat, and said calmly: "I believe you, tell me about the conditions, what do you want from me, I don't believe you will help me for no reason .”

"My conditions are very simple for you." Fuling quickly moved to the side of the middle-aged man, whispering something in his ear.

Ignoring the other party's puzzled expression, Fu Ling turned around and walked outside, and disappeared from the sight of the middle-aged man for a while.

"As before, if you asked me to take it, I will report the king verbatim. As for whether the result can satisfy you, you can't blame me. Also, next month's pocket money must be doubled. I ran One trip, but it consumes a lot of money."

After receiving the slightly complaining message from Fuling, Bo Ruchu smiled exceptionally gently. Is it true that she has been too gentle recently?

"Aqiu-"

Fu Ling rubbed her nose, rubbed her arms that suddenly felt cold with a puzzled face, and muttered, "It's strange, I feel flustered so suddenly..."

Immediately, he put aside the thoughts in his mind, looked around, and after confirming that there was no one there, he said an address in his heart, and as the white light all over his body dissipated, Fu Ling also disappeared in the same place.