After the Destiny Child was reborn

Fu Yanning looked away, hesitated for a moment, and called Xiao Shu: "Make another cup of ginseng tea for King Rong."

While Xiaoshu was still hesitating, Liang Jingzhan waved his hands, squinted and smiled as he picked up the ginseng tea in front of him: "Don't bother him, I'll just drink this cup."

Xiaoshu was so angry that his stomach hurt.

That's what he made for his master!

He looked at his master, waiting for his order.

Fu Yanning glanced lightly at the steaming ginseng tea in the cup: "Drink it if you want, Your Highness."

"Master, did the villain order the dining room to make another cup?"

Fu Yanning picked up the booklet: "No need."

Liang Jingzhan also added: "Yes, go and rest."

Liang Jingzhan put down the ginseng tea, picked up the scroll and pointed to a random place: "There is still here."

Fu Yanning explained to him by citing scriptures, and picked up a book in his hand and flipped it to a place for him to read.

Liang Jingzhan nodded from time to time after he finished speaking. He picked up the ginseng tea, blew on it, and took a sip.

"Do you understand?" Fu Yanning turned to him and asked.

Holding a white spoon, Liang Jingzhan took a sip of sweet ginseng tea, his eyelids immersed in the heat moved, and he pointed to another place: "Understood, I still don't understand here, did I make a typo?"

"There is indeed something wrong here, it should not be written like this."

Fu Yanning took the pen, touched some ink, and began to revise the notebook.

His blue hair hangs down his neck, and his profile looks a lot gentler, without his usual solemn appearance of seriousness, smile and lifelessness, he looks like a quiet and elegant young man.

Liang Jingzhan listened to his words, took a few more sips of soup with a spoon, and licked his lips after drinking.

He put down the small orchid bowl, and pushed the small bowl towards Fu Yanning calmly.

Fu Yanning was still talking to him.

When he finished speaking, Liang Jingzhan squinted his eyes and reminded him: "Since Fu has been talking for so long, he must be thirsty. Drink some tea to moisten your mouth."

Liang Jingzhan held the tea, took a sip of soup with a white spoon and handed it to his mouth.

Fu Yanning didn't think much about it, although he felt uncomfortable, but his mind was all on the book, he didn't even take his eyes off the book, and drank it down Liang Jingzhan's hand.

Liang Jingzhan was secretly delighted, and saw a sip of juice flowing down the corner of his pale pink lips, sliding across his chin, leaving a bright trace, like dewdrops emitting a translucent luster under the light.

After the little mouth was soaked in water, it became more moist.

Liang Jingzhan's Adam's apple twitched, and he fed him again, his eyes still glued to his lips.

"I can drink it myself." Fu Yanning was still not used to it, his face was tilted, trying to avoid the spoon that was delivered.

Liang Jingzhan didn't force him, handed him the tea bowl, and watched him drink it down next to the spoon one mouthful at a time.

Fu Yanning didn't even look at the contents of the bowl, her eyes were still glued to the book.

Liang Jingzhan saw that after he took a few mouthfuls, the next few spoons were empty, and fell onto his clothes along the gap between the spoon and his mouth.

"Does Fu Shizhong want me to feed you with his mouth?" Liang Jingzhan took the small bowl from his hand and put it on the table.

Fu Yanning blinked, took the small bowl from the table in a panic, took a sip and drank it in front of him, as if afraid that Liang Jingzhan would come over and do something.

Seeing his blinking eyelashes in the dim candlelight, Liang Jingzhan smiled secretly.

Fu Yanning like this is inexplicably cute, like a frightened little white rabbit.

While he was drinking, Liang Jingzhan took out a handkerchief from his arms and wiped the soup sprinkled on his crimson robe.

Fu Yanning seemed to be frightened again, he put down the ginseng tea in his hand, blinked, and grabbed the hands that were holding the handkerchief to wipe his wet robe: "I can do it myself."

Liang Jingzhan felt the cool and soft palm on the back of his hand, looked down and saw Fu Yanning smiled slightly on the forehead approaching him, and deliberately teased him: "What is Fu Shizhong touching my hand for?"

Fu Yanning quickly withdrew his hand as if touching a flame: "I have not, Your Highness, don't think too much."

Liang Jingzhan looked at his drooping eyelashes and couldn't help trembling, probably in the same mood as his master.

He put the veil in his hand, and said with a smile: "Then wipe it yourself."

Fu Yanning took the handkerchief and wiped the soup vigorously.

Liang Jingzhan saw that he was going to wipe off the purple on his robe, so he couldn't help laughing: "Fu Shizhong, take your time, don't worry."

After he finished wiping, Liang Jingzhan pestered him for a while.

Seeing that Fu Yanning was so sleepy that his eyelashes were wet with the tears he endured, Liang Jingzhan stood up and looked at the night scene outside the window: "It's getting late, I should go back."

Fu Yanning was a little surprised, she raised her face, her wet eyes were at a loss: "Your Highness..."

He couldn't believe that Liang Jingzhan left so easily.

Liang Jingzhan lowered his head. Under the candlelight, the obsidian-like glare in his brows and eyes was shining. He leaned close to him and drew out his voice: "What? Fu Shizhong is reluctant for me to leave?"

Fu Yanning hurriedly shook her head, as if afraid that he would regret it.

Liang Jingzhan looked down at his two long eyebrows that reached into the temples, and his fluttering eyelashes, he couldn't help but lower his head.

When his lips were about to touch Fu Yanning's forehead, he still held back the movement of getting closer, holding back his desire, turned around and walked to the door in one breath.

"His Royal Highness's book..." Fu Yanning stood up behind him.

"You can just bring it over tomorrow."

"The minister never said..." Tomorrow is coming.

But Liang Jingzhan had already left.

Day two.

Liang Jingzhan had just entered Zhongshu Province, and Fu Yanning had been sitting there for a long time.

As soon as he sat in front of the desk, he saw that the notebooks that were placed with Fu Yanning yesterday were already placed on the desk.

"Did you know? Fu Shizhong actually reached out to King Rong this time?" The voice of his colleagues getting closer came from outside the hall.

"Can you believe it? Who doesn't know that it's too late for Fu Shizhong to dislike him."

"I tell you, someone has heard them say it."

"Who is it? That's not the way the news spread, right?"

"Yeah, isn't this too fake?"

The sound is getting closer.

The colleague who entered the hall opened his eyes and saw the person sitting over there with a cold air, he fell silent, and went in with his neck stuck.

The people behind were laughing, not understanding why the people in front suddenly stopped talking.

As soon as he entered, he became the same as the people in front of him, silent like a cicada, looking at Fu Yanning's lifeless face with his eyes.

Several people looked at Liang Jingzhan, who made a silent gesture to them.

It means that you just know it, don't say it.

Seeing Wang Rong's appearance, his colleagues all looked at Fu Yanning who was opposite him, and they all confirmed the rumors at this moment.

When looking at Liang Jingzhan, everyone was sympathetic.

Liang Jingzhan also cooperated and made a look of suffering.

Finally, when it was time to apply, the things that needed to be changed were almost written, Liang Jingzhan put down his pen, and called a few colleagues to drink together.

Several colleagues drank wine: "King Rong, Fu Shizhong really...has that evil thought about you?"

Liang Jingzhan shook his head and said that he was also surprised, "Isn't it? Well, I never dreamed of it."

A little colleague blinked his eyes and his head was confused: "Then Fu Shizhong secretly likes King Rong, why did he impeach His Highness repeatedly? A few days ago, His Highness was reprimanded by a saint in the court hall."

"Can't you figure it out?" Liang Jingzhan held up the silver cup, closed his eyes and smelled the aroma of the wine inside, "Think about it again."

The colleagues expressed their incomprehension and waited eagerly for his explanation.

Liang Jingzhan opened his eyes, and brought the silver cup to his lips, stained with wine: "I don't understand, it's very simple, Fu Shizhong did this just to get my king's attention."

The colleagues all slapped their thighs and suddenly realized, "Oh...that's how it is!"

Liang Jingzhan slanted his eyes, played with the wine glass in his hand, and said in a low voice: "Tomorrow, do something for me."

Colleagues asked one after another: "What's the matter?"

Liang Jingzhan smiled secretly: "Well, it's not difficult to say."

On the second day, Fu Yanning was surrounded by many colleagues.

Almost as soon as he finished writing a booklet on the impeachment of Liang Jingzhan, a few colleagues came over, holding the booklet and shaking their hands to ask him about something.

Fu Yanning looked at the trembling hands and the trembling paper, his face froze and he didn't know what to say, but he still answered their questions carefully.

At first, several colleagues were hesitant to approach him, and left after asking a few words.

But later a few people discovered that Fu Shizhong, who was rumored to be ferocious, had a harsh and cold attitude towards King Rong and other sensual dudes all day long, but he didn't seem to have anything fierce when he really spoke.

And when answering their unnutritious questions, he patiently explained them seriously.

The few people asked Fu Yanning next to each other, without any scruples.

The colleagues behind who dared not come over also rushed over, surrounded Fu Yanning, and surrounded him tightly.

Fu Yanning took the brochures that were handed over one after another, and couldn't figure out why he was so enthusiastic, but he didn't have time to think, and a bunch of brochures were stuffed in front of him.

What the hell is going on today?

Liang Jingzhan made a well-done hand gesture to a colleague, walked over and patted his shoulder, "Hold him first, and let Fu Shizhong leave after Shenshi."

The colleague simply replied to him: "Okay!"

Liang Jingzhan walked out of Zhongshu Province and went to the secret room.

In the secret room, a few rays of light came in from the small window above, and the person inside stood under the window with his back turned to him, looking up at the solitary moon outside the window.

He walked in, took out the jade pendant that should have belonged to that person, and walked slowly to the window: "You can go out tonight."

The man took the jade pendant, stroked the smooth jade with his fingers, looked up at the moon again: "Why is your highness doing this?"

"Why, you don't want to leave again?" Liang Jingzhan also looked up at the moon, "I will send someone to send you out safely, you don't have to worry about that."

"Let me go back to his mansion, and be controlled by him again, to do those things?" The man laughed at himself, raised his head and laughed, and the mournful laughter echoed in the silent and empty secret room.

Liang Jingzhan didn't answer him directly, but only said:

"time to go."

Liang Jingzhan turned around and walked straight out, as if he didn't care whether the people behind him would follow.

Because he is sure that the people behind him will come out no matter what, and they will return to Hou Xiaochuan in the end.

Even if that person doesn't want to.

When he reached the door, footsteps sounded behind him.

Bai Wen was already guarding outside, Liang Jingzhan handed him over, without saying anything, Bai Wen took him away.

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Fu Yanning was more tired today than any day before, and he could fall asleep on the road.

He raised his head and kneaded his brows, and when he raised his eyes, he saw a full moon. It was a feeling that his eyes were bright at first glance, and his mood immediately became much happier.

Before he knew it, he had already left the palace, and there was only a bright moonlight in the sky outside, covering his purple clothes, like an exiled fairy walking out of the moonlight, dreamy and hazy.

There are very few people walking on the street, and the river bend is glowing with light moonlight.

A figure flashed before his eyes, his body lightened suddenly, and he was caught off guard in a warm embrace.

Fu Yanning's long eyebrows were pressed down as Fu Yanning's cold body leaned against a warm chest.

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