"Who is an outsider?" Qin Shang smiled calmly, and a folding fan suddenly appeared from his sleeve, shook suavely, "I am Your Majesty's meal attendant, which is equivalent to Your Majesty's 'insider'. This relationship should be closer than that of the Prime Minister, right?"

Feng Weiyu's expression froze and he looked at him coldly.

Although he was used to being generous to others, he had been the prime minister for more than a year. At this time, his face became cold and his eyebrows and eyes suddenly appeared.

"Young Master's surname is Qin?" He said in a faint tone. "No matter whether you are a self-proclaimed person or your Majesty agrees, please abide by the rules you should have. What you want to talk to Your Majesty about is a serious matter, and you, a person of unknown origin, can make trouble at will."

"Ha." Qin Shang sneered, not taking his majesty seriously, "Qin is going to make trouble, what are you going to do?"

"You!" Feng Weiyu stared at him coldly for a while, but turned around and saw Zixi eating calmly, "Your Majesty..."

"What?" Qin Shang raised a mocking curve, "Is the dignified Prime Minister going to sue, please let Your Majesty decide for you?"

The air condenses.

Feng Weiyu's face was slightly distorted, and she took a deep breath, trying her best to maintain the Prime Minister's demeanor.

"Young Master Qin." He smiled faintly, "I am the official of the court. Now I have important matters to discuss with Your Majesty. Please avoid it."

Qin Shang reached out to pull a chair, gracefully lifted his robe, brushed his sleeves, and sat down calmly, "I don't want to avoid it, I just want to look at His Majesty."

Feng Weiyu's whole face turned dark.

He's simply a rogue.

Zixi finally frowned and turned to look at Qin Shang, "Young Master Qin, go back first. I believe you are not a witch in confusing the public, but this matter still needs to be verified. You can stay in the palace for the time being, and I will talk to you about this in a few days."

Feng Weiyu looked at Qin Shang coldly.

A fortune teller really thinks he is someone around His Majesty?

Qin Shang seemed a little unhappy, but Zixi spoke, and he couldn't disobey it. He stood up and said, "Then I'll take my leave for now, Your Majesty, don't forget him."

Zixi twitched his lips and looked at him expressionlessly: "Speak well."

"Speak well?" Qin Shang frowned slightly and pondered for a moment, "What should I say? Please don't forget my family..."

Blinking, "Is that true?"

Zixi was speechless.

Feng Weiyu's face, which had just calmed down, turned dark again, and her forehead was leaping with blue veins.

"I will leave first." Qin Shang bent his knees as if it were fake and real, blinked a charming look at Zixi, and then got up and left gracefully.

The red dress is fluttering, the back is slender, and the steps are gently moving, and the endless charm is pouring out.

A stunning look flashed through Zixi's eyes, and this stunning look was just taken into Feng Weiyu's eyes. His lips were pursed, and he tightly controlled the tumbling emotions in his heart.

Zixi stood up and moved to the side hall.

Feng Weiyu followed without saying a word.

The palace maids began to pack up the dining table. Qiu Yan followed her to the side hall, served tea for Zixi and Feng Weiyu, and bowed and walked out of the hall to wait.

Zixi took the teacup and took a sip: "Weiyu, are you in a bad mood these two days?"

Feng Weiyu looked at her silently, and after a moment, he whispered: "Your Majesty really decided to find the person in the hexagram and be named Zhengjun?"

There is no lack of loneliness in his tone.
Chapter completed!