The Rebirth of the Violent Concubine: The Bright Moon Shields the West Building

"Why are you here?" Halfway through the meal, Zhao Lingyun felt unspeakable when he saw the uninvited King Fu. Why didn't this emperor continue tossing him? It really doesn't work, and the imperial concubine who tossed him is fine. Why did this guy come to Anyuanhou's Mansion? !

"What is delicious to eat?" Fu Wang didn't regard himself as an outsider at all. He walked to the dinner table and stretched his head to look at the food on the Sifang table.

Jiang's cuisine has always been unrelated to exquisiteness, and has always followed the route of delicious food and large quantities. Even if you invite future guests to dinner today, the route has not been adjusted. A large plate of braised chicken, a large bowl of steamed lion's head, a pot of meat and bone soup the size of a pot, etc., etc., a table full of delicious dishes.

"Why are you here?" Zhao Lingyun raised his voice. Seeing the appearance of these two fools, he also wanted to sit down and eat?

"Milk," Fu Wang ignored Zhao Lingyun, and shouted to the old lady who stood up to meet him.

Let's talk about it, Lord Fu's milk is not wrong. The old lady is the godmother of Emperor Dongsheng, and she can bear the milk of Fu Wang. However, the old lady didn't really want to recognize the grandson of King Fu. This child had been hiding since she was a child. She was so tiger-skinned and had a bad brain. Who could bear it? The old lady still remembers that in order to see how bad the fire was, Fu Wang could set the imperial dining room on fire. Feeling uncomfortable, she turned her head and set the Royal Animal Garden on fire again. At that time, the child was only four years old! Just after the incident happened, the old lady made up her mind and couldn't lead the tiger boy home.

As a result, today, Fu Wang came to his door by himself!

Wang Decai looked into the hall with a bitter face. He stopped just now, but he didn’t stop him. This prince rushed to the house with straight eyebrows and stunned eyes. He was so capable of running, he wanted to report the letter first. Never ran past Lord Fu.

The old lady waved her hand at Wang Decai, saying, Lao Wang, you go down first.

Wang Decai retracted his neck, turned his head and saw Wang Shunzi, who was following Fu Wang. The **** Wang also looked miserable at the moment, and finished a bowl of huanglianshui. Butler Wang looked at this person and said, "What are you doing with your eyes closed?"

Your prince broke into the hall. Are you pretending to sleep outside the hall? Does it fit?

Wang Shunzi didn't want to talk, he was born to squint and violated the criminal law? When he is willing to break into a private house? Shouldn't he follow his master?

In the hall, the old lady who could not drive the prince out with a broom, "please" Fu Wang sit down and ask: "What wind is blowing the prince today?"

Fu Wang didn't sit down, and said, "I was beaten, and I can't sit down now."

The three grandparents in the hall, plus a Master Zhao, couldn't help but look at Fu Wang's ass. They were beaten and couldn't sit still. Don't ask, the Wang Ye's **** was swollen.

"Rotten," Fu Wang said with a grin. "My father always beat me to death."

Zhao Lingyun didn't believe it, "The **** is smashed, can you still run around?"

Fu Wang: "Why do you care about this king's ass?"

Zhao Lingyun: "..."

Who the **** cares about your ass?

"I'm hungry," Fu Wang said again.

Old lady: "Then prince, are you eating while standing?"

"Standing," Fu Wang nodded.

The old lady did it herself and added a new bowl and chopsticks to King Fu, while she said: "We have eaten all these dishes. Lord, wait a minute, I will let the kitchen make them for you?"

"No," Fu Wang picked up his chopsticks and picked up a big meatball, bite down half of it in one bite, and nodded in praise: "It's delicious, this king likes to eat fatty meat!"

The old lady can only say: "Then you eat more."

Rich people like to eat lean meat, and poor people like to eat fat meat if they want to eat more oil and water. Fu Wang said that he likes to eat fat, which surprised the old lady. This child really does not look like a royal child.

Jiang Yu and Jiang Xian were whispering at this time: "It turns out that the sage spanking is also a spanking."

Jiang Xian: "I didn't expect it either." Royal, hey, it's no different from ordinary people's homes.

After listening to the whispers of the two little brothers, Zhao Lingyun raised his hand and wiped his face. How fresh is it? Where can I spank if he doesn't spank? Say hello to the face? Zhao Lingchen is the son of the Holy Supreme!

"Are you here to eat?" Zhao Lingyun asked, looking at King Fu.

"I'm here to report the letter," Fu Wang said, after eating a big meatball, "Wei's daughter is going to be a concubine for Zhao Jiaxian'er."

The hall was quiet for a while, and then Zhao Lingyun wondered: "What does this have to do with us?"

The old lady sat down and said: "That's good, the Wei girl finally doesn't have to die."

The old lady Fu Wangchong laughed and said, "My mother and concubine said the same."

"Have you met with your mother and concubine?" Zhao Lingyun said: "The concubine and concubine did not leave you for dinner?"

The old lady took a look at Zhao Lingyun. This person is really different from ordinary people. They are talking about the Wei family's daughter not having to die. This person is thinking why Concubine Yu doesn't keep her son for dinner.

"Are you annoying the concubine empress again?" Zhao Lingyun then asked.

Fu Wang stopped talking.

Zhao Lingyun said to the old lady and Jiangyu Jiangxian: "No need to ask, he has annoyed the imperial concubine again."

Fu Wang: "She is angry every day. Is it strange that she is angry today?"

The old lady coughed, Concubine Yu gave birth to such a thing, which is also a crime.

"I'm telling you," Fu Wang's mouth was full of fried pork, but it didn't prevent him from speaking. "My father gave the fake fairy two choices, either let Wei's daughter be a slave or Wei's daughter would be a concubine. , Fake Fairy chose Wei's daughter as her concubine."

"Fake Xian'er also admitted to my father that he likes the Wei family's daughter." Fu Wang swallowed the fried pork slices, and his chopsticks reached for the braised fish. "He also said that he went into the palace and asked my father to marry him. He guessed what my father was thinking."

"Does he still have the truth in his mouth?" Zhao Lingyun said disgustedly: "The Holy Master didn't beat him?"

King Fu snorted and said, "I just didn't beat you up. Are you angry?"

"Why?" Jiang Xian asked puzzledly: "Holy Master likes fakes so much..."

"Zhao Fake Xian'er," Fu Wang taught the Second Young Master Jiang: "We all call him Fake Xian'er."

Jiang Xian: "Oh, does the saint like fake immortals so much?"

Outside the door, Jiang Mingyue pursed her lips and smiled. Wang Decai didn't respond. His second young lady was in her own house. Isn't she just smiling if she wants to laugh? When Wang Shunzi saw Ms. Jiang Er's smile at a glance, she was shocked in her heart. Miss Er's smile was full of chills, and Wang Shunzi could feel murderous! Dad is a warrior in all directions, killing countless, can my daughter get the murderous aura of being a father?

"I'm leaving now," Jiang Mingyue whispered to Wang Decai.

Jiang Mingyue’s voice was really very small, almost like a whisper. Wang Shunzi concentrated and raised his ears to listen, only to barely hear Jiang Mingyue’s words, but in the hall, Zhao Lingyun shouted: "It’s the second lady. ?"