After being dressed as a scumbag, I rescued myself by pampering my wife [Quick Transmigration]

Those who were sent back from Yan Nanguo were extremely simple, with nothing but their staring eyes.

Shi Yang was brought into the house by Fu Kun, they huddled together and read a book, chatting occasionally.

"Your Majesty really wants to let the eldest princess go for a marriage?"

Fu Kun leaned on Shi Yang's shoulder, put his hand lazily on the memorial, and suddenly stopped writing: "Yan Nanguo voluntarily proposed to marry..."

Shi Yang turned to look at him, the incense burner on the table was slowly emitting smoke: "Then you are willing to put it?"

The fragrance around made people drowsy, so Fu Kun simply put the pen on the inkstone, squinted his eyes, rested his head on Shi Yang's shoulder, and gently rubbed the top of his head against the other's face.

"a bit sleepy…"

"Answer and sleep again!" Shi Yang stretched out his hand to pinch his ear, but his hand was grabbed, he lowered his head, just when the other person raised his face, his lips touched the end of the other's eyes lightly, and wiped it.

Fu Kun seemed to find it interesting, raised his head again, closed his eyes, and tapped his lips with his finger: "You have to come here."

"No." Shi Yang turned his face away, Fu Kun smiled and kissed the other's slender neck, spraying hot breath on Shi Yang's face.

"... Don't worry... I won't really ask Qiong'er to go..."

The kiss fell on Shi Yang's lips, and the two of them slowly became sticky again. When Shi Mengzhou came out of the house, his cheeks were flushed with shame, his collar was tied up high, and he almost got into the carriage with his face red and his ears bare. of……

The Duke was playing chess with his daughter at home, and when he saw Shi Mengzhou rushing into the house in a daze, he called the other party to stop him.

Shi Yang was afraid that his father would see the clues, so he was stopped at this moment, so he simply closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and was still so out of breath that he wanted to jump.

Too much to say no to leave a mark...

But it still stays in the neck...

Duke Guo walked over slowly, with his hands behind his back, he suddenly walked up to Shi Yang, and looked around.

"So red in the face?"

Shi Yang lowered his head and did not speak.

There was silence between the two for a long time, until time seemed to stand still.

"It's getting childish... What about the collar..."

He reached out to fix Shi Yang's collar, but the other party quickly dodged it, and quickly cupped his hands: "Don't bother father... It's just that the collar got dirty accidentally... I think it's inappropriate."

This reason is really absurd, but the Duke knows that his child is not a good liar, so he nodded half-believingly.

"Be careful on weekdays..."

"Yes. Father." Shi Yang bowed.

The atmosphere between the two became quiet again, and it was only then that Guoguang straightened his expression.

"You forgot about being framed by the imperial concubine? Do you think the Zhou family will accept this dumb fault?"

When I clicked it out, it was closed for a few days and I always felt that something was wrong.

That's right, what happened after he was framed by the imperial concubine?It seems like nothing happened again...

Suddenly his eyelids twitched a few times, Shi Yang stretched out his hand to touch it, feeling a lump in his heart.

When he hurried back to the room and saw the red marks around his neck through the bronze mirror in the room, he still couldn't hold back and cursed in a low voice.

"...of a dog."

next morning...

The sky is gray and gray, which seems to be a sign of something. Are there people begging in carriages on the way to the palace?

When getting off the carriage, Shi Yang's eyelids twitched several times again, and he still had no intention of calming down. A few men who also wore red court uniforms passed by, all bowing to each other.

"Master Shi...why are you wearing your collar so high today?"

Shi Yang blushed slightly, pursing her lips and smiling.

"A few days ago, I caught wind and cold..."

Today's early court is still discussing the severe famine in the south, and it seems that there are constant outbreaks. In addition, foreign countries have always wanted to marry a princess, and it is unclear what their intentions are.

Fu Kun didn't let go of Shi Yang's eyes, he frowned, his eyes were sleepy, he suddenly raised his hand, and rubbed his forehead a few times.

"So there's no way to fix it?"

The chattering discussion below stopped, he closed his eyes, and took a deep breath: "Today we all go back and think of a solution, and I will hear the solution tomorrow morning."

There was a moment of silence below, they all cupped their hands and answered yes, when Fu Kun was about to wave away the crowd, Master Zhou suddenly stepped out.

"The minister has a book to play."

All the eyes in the hall went there, and they began to discuss in a low voice.

"I just said that Mr. Zhou is not a dumb person..."

"...look...have to fight."

"At this time, the little prince will have a hard time..."

Duan Wang, who was standing at the farthest side, tilted his head, raised his eyebrows suddenly, and looked at Fu Kun's face leisurely.

He wants to see if this high-ranking emperor can protect that idiot...

Fu Kun clenched his hands in his sleeves. He calmed down, sat back on the dragon chair, and stared at the man with dark eyes: "Say."

"The imperial concubine and His Majesty have always been in harmony...Recently, they gave birth to a son for His Majesty, and everything is done carefully..."

He paused for a moment, then continued to speak, his tone unhurried.

"But just a few days ago, the imperial concubine was walking in the imperial garden, but she collided with Shi Xiaoshizi, unfortunately..."

It seemed that he was beginning to be heartbroken, and his eyes were blushing abruptly.

Fu Kun pursed his lips tightly, but he didn't say a word, and the voice of 711 popped out in his mind: "Be patient..."

"And then?" he asked.

"Does Your Majesty need to give an explanation to the minister?" Master Zhou straightened his back, raised his eyebrows, and stared at the young emperor.

The surrounding discussion quieted down, Shi Yang lowered his eyebrows and eyes.

His ears were carefully checking the other party's voice, but at the moment he expected, the other party's voice was still smiling.

It came out from above lightly, and circled around him non-stop.

"Then according to Master Zhou, how should we deal with Master Shi?"

Shi Yang trembled, he bit his lip subconsciously, and the taste of blood spread in his mouth, and he swallowed it in one gulp.

He raised his face suddenly, his delicate and beautiful face was pale, but the red on his lips made him even more alluring, he choked up his voice and paused every word.

"I do not have."

The Duke on one side finally couldn't stand it any longer, he took a step forward: "Your Majesty..."

"Then shelve the investigation." Fu Kun directly issued an ultimatum.

He stared at Shi's face coldly, as if the intimacy he had managed to get back in the past were all illusions, crushed one by one by his own hands.

He got up and turned around without any doubt: "Retire."

Fu Lu lowered his eyebrows and shouted loudly: "Back to the court——"

In the end, I still couldn't bear to take a look at Shi Yang with his head down, hesitated for a long time before saying: "Master Shi is crying..."

"Shut up." Fu Kun said.

Back in the imperial study, Fu Kun looked at the miscellaneous books piled up on his desk, and opened one——

…The southern rebellion continues, the people continue to suffer from famine, and the high position is luxurious and oppressive. If they are not neutralized, there will be endless troubles.

The pain between his brows became more and more painful, and the fastest solution to this matter was that wealthy families set up porridge sheds to provide porridge, so that they could not only tide over the difficulties together but also improve their official reputation.

Can be…

Fu Kun threw away the writing brush irritably: "...Zhou Caibin..."

Shi Yang slowly walked out of the palace, his father followed a few steps behind him, quietly and without any intention of disturbing him, he just stared at the distraught son in front of him.

The palace people on the road all held hands and bowed, but this feeling was very different on weekdays, or after being stopped for investigation, they noticed that everyone was looking at him gradually strangely.

At that time, the mood was extraordinarily complicated. Suddenly, an eunuch ran past him, without stopping, and slammed into him hard.

The soup in his hand splashed all over him, the other party seemed to be frightened, he knelt down and kowtowed quickly: "My lord, please forgive me..."

There was a faint smell of meat in the air, Shi Yang's body was wet, his eyes trembled slightly, and he reached out his hand to stop his father when he wanted to reprimand him.

"It's okay."

He didn't change his face, and went out of the palace as usual, the loss of soul just now seemed to be an illusion.

The moment he returned to the courtyard outside the palace and returned to his small study, he opened the note that was tightly clutched in his hand.

This was what the little eunuch had stuffed into his palm when the little eunuch bumped into him just now. A bit of pen and ink was spread on the spread paper, as if some soup had stuck to it.

Impressively, there are a few big characters written with joy, which are very familiar.

——National forces quickly allied with the frontier invaders and conspired to rebel. Tonight, in the alley outside the Duke's Mansion, we will discuss again.

Shi Yang narrowed his eyes slightly, he struggled for a long time before he lifted the ball of paper in his heart to the candle, burned the whole paper into ashes, and dropped it into the candlestick.

There were miscellaneous memorials scattered in the room, spread out on the ground, and the man sitting on one side of the ground raised his hand to support his forehead, and Fu Lu who was next to him didn't dare to speak to persuade him.

Breathing can be heard quietly, Fu Lu only knows that Master Zhou entered the imperial study just now, and then he remembered the sound of quarreling, and the crackling memorial was thrown on the wall.

Afterwards Master Zhou came out of the imperial study room still well-dressed, walking at a leisurely pace, and when he was called into the hall, he saw the mess of the room.

Sitting on the ground, His Majesty was full of hostility when he looked up.

"...I can't protect anything."

Fu Kun sighed.

Everyone wants to sit in a high position and enjoy the glory and wealth, but no one knows that standing in this high position has to bear too much.

Some things are not just relying on one's own will...

"Your Majesty..." Fu Lu called out.

Fu Kun didn't speak again, staring at the messy memorial on the ground, he just felt powerless, not only powerless, but also more irritable, emotionally irritable.

All the good emotions began to stay away, and were gradually covered by more and more negative emotions.

"Don't say that about yourself." Fu Lu's voice was extremely difficult.

Fu Kun suddenly remembered how he treated Shi Yang in the court before, and he saw the expression on the other side's face at that time.

From hearing people laugh three-pointedly to slowly stalemate, in the end it hangs directly on the face stiffly.

With intense sadness tearing apart his face, there was still disappointment in those eyes.

My heart hurts...