Cheng Zhiyao's expression was startled: "Ah? What? What?

"In addition to those few years, when he had time to spare, didn't he introduce a few girls to Fei Xiong that he was satisfied with?"

Let’s fight for this position.”

On that point, as a husband, you are still very conceited.

"Husband, he needs to make up his mind about that matter.

"Yes, the opportunity has been given to him. Whether I can seize that opportunity depends on my own ability.

Young Master Liu looked up at the male emperor who looked hesitant and determined, and breathed out heavily.

"Fei Xiong, that stinky guy, has been obsessed with the ways of studying things that you taught me since I was a kid.

"Yes."

Whether she is a young lady from a small family, a beauty from an aristocratic family, or a jade from a big family.

The emperor glanced sideways at the large pile of documents under the desk, and put the tea cup back on the tray with a smile.

"Euphemism."

Don't say you just introduced a few girls, you haven't introduced dozens of girls to me yet.

"Hey, I know it."

"Come here with me."

"Gudu."

Young Master Liu pulled up the chair in front of him and sat down with a heavy frown on his face.

Young Master Liu casually put the tea cup aside, leaned forward and took out a broken pen from under the pen holder, and slid it heavily against his chin.

What you say to your husband means what he says too.

Cheng Zhiyao looked at the emperor's believable expression and said with a smile: "Hahaha, what does he think?"

In other words, that bastard Fei Xiong is not the only seedling in your family.

The emperor smiled lightly and nodded a few times, his eyes turning to look at the autumn water a few times as if he was not thinking.

In private, he gave a subtle reminder to that stinky girl Yue'er,

I am sure that the eldest son's ability is vulgar and cannot be used in a small way, so my husband will naturally be stingy with my reward.

Mr. Liu lifted up his sleeves, picked up the pen placed under the inkstone, dipped it in ink, and started writing under the rice paper.

"To put it mildly, that eldest son Fei Xiong shouldn't be seventy-one years old this year, right?"

It's just that the blessings that Duan Can't bear had left behind at the beginning have been divided into several rewards by her husband.

After my husband is finished with the recent affairs, you can go and have a serious talk with the big man Fei Xiong."

"Husband, really, do you really want to fight for this?"

Cheng Zhiyao paused while tapping his fingers on the table, and frowned involuntarily.

This way...this way..."

Song Yanli played with the jade seal on her watch heavily, and a faint smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.

"They are important, but they are just dispensable things."

Cheng Zhiyao sat under the chair, opened the seal box casually, and took out the imperial seal from the outside.

The Prince casually took the tea cup from Song Yanli's hand and said through gritted teeth: "Oh, why didn't you introduce me?

"Euphemism."

The male emperor shook his head with a depressed expression and said angrily: "Husband, if not, would it be necessary to sigh just now?

In the surprised eyes of the male emperor, Song Yanli returned with a seal box that said "All Comparisons" in both hands.

"Euphemism."

Is he someone who is gentle and considerate? Or is he intellectual and generous? Or is he someone who is clever and ghostly?"

"Well, what happened?"

No matter how obsessed you are with the way of investigating things, you can still keep your own life's trivial matters at heart.

"Those who have a conscience, spring is here."

"Hey, here we come, what's wrong with your husband?"

Cheng Zhiyao held the imperial seal in his hand with both hands and looked at it silently for a while, then looked up at the Emperor.

The male emperor was silent for a moment with a tangled expression, and asked in a firm tone: "Then! That! He is just afraid that Yiyi, Chengfeng, Chengzhi, Yue'er, Chengqian... we brothers and sisters will be hurt because of that incident. Do you know your feelings for each other?"

"Euphemism."

"Euphemism."

However, I didn’t mean that bastard.”

Cheng Zhiyao put the tea cup back under the desk, casually picked up a small book of documents and flipped through it a few times.

"Oh why?"

Husband, you are very much looking forward to seeing what kind of trouble that stinky girl Yue'er will stir up."

"This couldn't be worse."

"To put it mildly, he said it was bad.

Before Song Yanli read the contents of the document in her hand, she picked up the ink pen on the side and wrote a few small words on the upper corner of the document, then threw the document directly outside the corner under the desk.

If Feixiong really manages to develop a fire dragon car in the future, it won't be another outcome.

If the eldest son, Fei Xiong, is really married and has children, he will not have the face to meet my father a hundred years ago."

"Huh? What's wrong?"

"Virtue, he has the worst sense of taste."

Especially sister Yun'er, sister Yan'er and we are seven sisters.

On the contrary, as a husband, you can only say sorry to the soul of brother Duan Shiren in heaven, and then choose another talent."

The emperor sipped the tea leaves at the corner of his mouth and rubbed his forehead with his fingers.

Cheng Zhiyao paused slightly while sliding the penholder heavily under his chin, and looked at the prince with a look of helplessness in his eyes full of surprise.

“A man with good eyes, a man with good eyes.

"Hehehe, to put it mildly, what he can understand, Yun'er and Yan'er, you seven sisters, naturally can't understand either."

"Seventy-four?"

"Husband, he said... what did he say?"

"You're such a young man, haven't you told his young lady that I don't have a favorite girl?"

I'm sure you would have told him like that if you didn't have even a little bit of confidence in your heart."

"What did he say?"

"To put it bluntly, as my husband, you still said what you said just now. Who can say accurately what happened in the past?

"Oh? What kind of girl does Zhi Feixiong prefer?

If Duan Dingbang, a kid like his father, wants to have a place in the temple, he has to work hard enough.

My husband is just worried, will you two sisters have random thoughts?"

During those years, Wanyan always had a headache every time she thought about it."

To put it bluntly, if you say something unintentionally to my husband, you are just that stinky girl Yue'er.

Mr. Liu stuck his head in the window and spit out the tea leaves under his tongue, then turned and walked towards his desk.

"Hahaha, hahaha, Wanyan, Yiyi, Chengfeng, Chengzhi, Yaoyao, Yue'er, how are the feelings between us brothers and sisters?

The prince stood up quickly and quickly put the tea cup aside.

I politely told him that his voice was not too loud. Husband, did you listen to Han Hu? I politely asked him to say it again, what kind of girl does Fei Xiong prefer?"

Seeing the joyful look on the emperor's face, Young Master Liu directly placed the pen under his hand under the inkstone, stood up and wandered heavily behind the desk.

Now, it’s just a matter of taking one step at a time and taking a look at it.”

When the male emperor heard this, his childish eyes shrank suddenly, and his delicate body trembled heavily as he looked towards Cheng Zhiyao.

My husband, you interrupted the appointment of the eldest son Chengzhi as the crown prince, but it does not mean that the eldest son Chengzhi is definitely suitable for this position.

"Forehead!"

The male emperor looked at Cheng Zhiyao's indifferent expression and couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of water.

Low-level officials and high salaries should be endless.

If I marry a wife and have children, it means that your father's incense will be cut off from now on.
Chapter completed!