I kicked the male lead away

When Fang Zhilan woke up, the room was already dark and there were no lights on.

She slept until dark after taking a nap, she was a little embarrassed, touched her empty stomach again, and fumbled to go out.

Next door is Qianlianyu's bedroom, which is still brightly lit.

Thinking that she still seemed to be fished out of the closet by her, one size counts for another size, and because of this, Fang Zhilan still had to say hello before returning to Fang's mansion.

Passing through the corridor, she walked to Qianlianyu's room and knocked on the door.

"Who?"

"it's me."

The originally cold voice softened imperceptibly: "Come in."

Different from the gorgeous makeup when he went out in the morning, Jing Fu had already changed into a silk pajamas, and his long hair was scattered behind his shoulders, which should look freshly washed.

She was sitting at the desk, seemingly looking at something, without raising her head, she said, "Come here."

There was no one else in the room, so she could only be calling herself. Although Fang Zhilan was reluctant, she couldn't help but walk over.

"Eh?" Fang Zhilan glanced at the corner of the desk, Fang Zhilan seemed to be attracted by something, and asked in surprise, "This shuttlecock?"

"There are many things in the palace, so it's just taken down." Jing Fu's face was expressionless, but the roots of his ears turned red uncontrollably, and his tone was stiff, "Why don't you come and see this?"

Fang Zhilan was puzzled, sat down beside her, and glanced at the things on the table.

It turned out to be a picture scroll, the paintings on it were not flowers, birds, fish and animals, but the appearance of young men, and their names and official positions were signed underneath.

Only then did Fang Zhilan remember that the queen seemed to have said that she wanted to find a husband for the princess.

But what does this have to do with her, Fang Zhilan pretended to be stupid and said, "What does the princess want this humble minister to do?"

"I think Mr. Fang has been an official in the court for more than half a year, and I must have some understanding of the character of these people, so I trouble you to help me for reference."

Qian Liyu's expression was normal, but when she sat beside her, her heart skipped a beat.

Wonderful!Fang Zhilan wished she could present a pennant to the empress.

With a son-in-law, a thousand wisps of jade newlyweds, singing in harmony, raising eyebrows, wouldn't there be no time to target yourself?

At that time, she will be able to escape from the sea of ​​suffering openly and aboveboard.

Fang Zhilan was already gearing up in her heart, wishing she could choose a husband-in-law for her right away, but under Jing Fu's nose, she had to pretend nothing had happened, and try her best to recall the details about these people from the memory of the original owner, it was very real Things commented:

"This son is prodigal, likes to visit flower houses, it's wrong!"

"This spends a lot of money and has always pawned the antiques left by his ancestors. It is not worth entrusting."

"Although this family is a little poor, but self-discipline and study hard, and being an official is upright, it's okay, but he's a little short..."

"As for this..."

She spoke eloquently, with all her heart and soul, and conscientiously.

One is for their own sake, and the other is thinking that women in ancient times married and obeyed their husbands, and it was not easy to get a divorce.

The more serious she spoke, the worse Jing Fu's expression became.

Until the end, Qian Liyu couldn't bear it anymore, and looked straight at her with a sneer: "Master Fang is familiar with these things, maybe he has already searched for him secretly?"

Fang Zhilan didn't know what kind of crazy she was going, and before she had time to refute, her stomach let out a "cuckoo" protest.

Jing Fu didn't expect her to come so suddenly, and wanted to say something else, but finally held back: "Hungry?"

"Hmm..." Fang Zhilan blushed slightly, feeling that she had acted too shamelessly in such a tense situation.

Jing Fu put down what he was doing, and called the palace servants to serve the dishes.

Seeing that the dining table was covered with all kinds of delicacies, and a pair of jade bowls and chopsticks were placed on it, Fang Zhilan realized that she hadn't had dinner yet, and the food had been heating up in the kitchen.

The two sat at one end, Fang Zhilan lowered her head, afraid that she might touch her bad luck somewhere, so she just buried her head in her meal and didn't give her any reason to find fault.

Jing Fu never had any appetite at night, so when she looked up, she saw Fang Zhilan eating seriously.

She chewed every bite very patiently, and her cheeks bulged, like a little hamster who only knows how to eat.

Even so, there is still not much flesh on the cheeks.

Too thin, Jing Fu thought, he should gain some weight.

After eating and drinking enough, Jing Fu was very kind this time, he didn't make things difficult for Fang Zhilan anymore, and let her go home.

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In the following days, apart from going to court or being on duty every day, Fang Zhilan took a carriage around the imperial city after she was released from office, and then went around to the princess mansion without anyone noticing.

There was a closet of silk skirts, and it seemed that they could not be worn out.

This Princess Jingfu doesn't know what kind of bad taste, she is obviously a woman, and she likes to see her wearing red makeup.

And it seems that there is no shortage of maids, Fang Zhilan can't do much, the most she can do is help grind ink at the desk and eat with Jing Fu.

And Fang Zhilan found that if she dressed better that day, Jing Fu seemed to be in a better mood.

Of course, she has always been happy and angry without saying anything about her demeanor. These changes were all perceived by Fang Zhilan herself during the time she spent together day and night.

This day coincided with the birthday of the Son of Heaven, and a banquet was held in honor of all the officials. Fang Zhilan asked Jing Fu for leave one day in advance, and Jing Fu naturally wanted to attend, but he didn't make things difficult for Fang Zhilan. , You don’t need to come to the Princess Mansion.

The autumn is cool and refreshing, there is no need to go to court, nor to the princess mansion, but to wait for the dinner in the palace. Fang Zhilan is in a good mood, and deliberately picks out a white moiré round neck from the original owner's men's clothing and puts it on directly. bundle up.

Hey spirit lad uninvited.

When the time came, she and Qi Yang next door entered the palace in the same carriage.

The birthday of the Son of Heaven is celebrated by all the people. The way to enter the palace is blocked by the carriages of the officials. The carriages stop and go. Fang Zhilan gets impatient with waiting, so she just gets off the carriage and walks towards the palace.

Purely as exercise.

Qi Yang also came down with her, and the two walked side by side.

When approaching the palace gate, the carriages could not enter the palace, so they all stopped.

Fang Zhilan chatted with Qi Yang casually, but suddenly heard a warm and clear voice behind him saying: "Master Fang?"

Fang Zhilan turned her head, but she didn't see anyone behind her. She looked up, only to see a bony hand on the carriage lift the curtain, revealing the speaker's face.

His face was as white as jade, and his eyes were fixed on him deeply. It seemed gentle and non-toxic, but it made people's heart tremble.

Such a conspicuous person, Fang Zhilan guessed who he was, and it was hard to pretend not to see it in public, so she could only smile: "So it's Master Bo, long time no see."

She was just being polite at first, but Bo Mingchen took it seriously, got off the carriage, and slowly walked up to Fang Zhilan: "It's been a long time, I wonder how Master Fang is doing recently?"

"It's good." Fang Zhilan looked at her nose, nose and mouth with concern, walked to Qi Yang's side, and stopped talking.

Seeing that she didn't even show politeness on the surface, and turned around to leave, Bo Mingchen narrowed his eyes slightly, staring at her thin back, as if he was examining something.

Then he followed behind the two of them unhurriedly.

Fang Zhilan panicked intuitively.

On the surface, Bo Mingchen is a gentle and graceful gentleman, but behind his back, he is a ruthless character who kills without blood.

Behind him is the Seventh Prince, and he and he are not in the same camp, so close, can't you find death?

"Why are you walking so fast?" Only Qi Yang asked stupidly.

In vain, he deliberately walked a little slower because of her short legs.

"Hungry." Fang Zhilan said seriously, "I want to go to the palace to eat quickly."

Qi Yang took her words seriously, and suddenly stretched out his hand, picked up Fang Zhilan's collar, and walked quickly.

Fang Zhilan couldn't even touch the ground with her toes, her hands and feet were flailing: "What are you doing?"

"It's faster this way." He said innocently.

"..."

Then the two were severely reprimanded by the censor who bumped into this scene, reprimanding them for having no manners and ignorance of etiquette.

The two of them lowered their heads and put their hands behind their backs, wondering if they heard it...

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Because Master Yushi was blowing his beard and staring at him, so they were one step behind the others.

Fortunately, everyone's seat is fixed, so you don't have to worry about going to a place that you didn't do when you were late.

Before the emperor came, the courtiers around Fang Zhilan were already chatting enthusiastically: "I heard that today there is a dancer from the Western Regions who specially performed a dance."

"There are also acrobatic troupes and opera singers."

One of the ministers, who seemed to know more about the inside story, stroked his beard with an inscrutable expression on his face: "These are nothing, do you know what the highlight of the night is?"

"What?" Everyone looked at him full of curiosity.

"I heard that His Majesty will specially choose a future husband-in-law for Princess Jingfu, and marry for this purpose?"

"Although it is chosen by the Holy Majesty, it must be the princess who likes it."

"That's great, Princess Jingfu has also reached the age to marry, but I heard that she has an arrogant temper, I'm afraid it will hurt the future son-in-law..."

Another person expressed his opinion: "What's a bad temper? It's better than common people marrying a tigress. If you don't have money or power, don't talk about it. Why don't you have to live a hard life and kneel on the washboard?"

Although she never complained about Jing Fu in her heart, hearing others say that was a different matter, Fang Zhilan frowned slightly: "Anyway, the princess is a noble daughter of the Tian family, the adults should be careful."

These people were just talking casually. Seeing Fang Zhilan's serious face, someone teased: "Could it be that Mr. Fang also wants to climb the high branch of the princess, so I care about what the old men said."

The corners of Fang Zhilan's lips turned up: "Could it be that the grown-ups know that they are old and decrepit, and they are not worthy of a golden branch and jade leaf like a princess, so they must tease me a few words?"

What she meant was that these old immortals can't eat grapes and say grapes are sour.

Several people were blocked by her words, and they couldn't say anything for a long time, so they had to change the topic.

Fang Zhilan came back to her senses and seriously thought about what they said just now. If Jing Fu had to choose by herself, she would definitely choose Bo Mingchen.

It's a pity that the male protagonist is a member of the Seventh Prince, so how could he have anything to do with her, I'm afraid he might miss the beauty...

Thinking like this, Fang Zhilan subconsciously glanced in Bo Mingchen's direction.

In order to show respect to the teacher, as the prince and Taifu, he sat behind the prince, not far from the position of the emperor.

But I didn't expect that when Fang Zhilan looked over, Bo Mingchen also looked in his direction, and then he looked indifferent, raised his wine glass with both hands and signaled to Fang Zhilan.

So blatant, Fang Zhilan couldn't pretend not to see it, so she could only raise her wine glass and salute him.

When she looked back, Fang Zhilan saw that Jing Fu, who was sitting next to the prince, noticed the little movements of the two of them, and stared at Fang Zhilan with a worried face, as if there were flames burning in his eyes.

See, Fang Zhilan thought, she already knew that Jing Fu still liked Bo Mingchen.

I was afraid that I would seduce her little brother.